Chapter 776 Yellow Turban Army
Of course, Ding Ling couldn't find out what Dong Zhuo didn't know.
But Dong Zhuo was sure of one thing:
"Zhang Jue died first, but he hasn't disappeared until now, while Liu Hong died later, but disappeared inexplicably a few years ago. So, if you want to find the answer, maybe you can go to the north to find Zhang Jue! He must know a lot of secrets."
"You're right."
Ding Ling nodded and pointed at Dong Zhuo's forehead:
"I should indeed go find Zhang Jue."
Puff!
A flash of sword light flashed.
The next moment.
Dong Zhuo's forehead was pierced, and his body as tall as a mountain fell heavily. He stared at Ding Ling with eyes wide open, his eyes full of frustration, depression, resentment, anger, and unwillingness!
It was as if he was saying, 'Brother, you don't have martial ethics! I'm lying down! You still want to kill me! '
After staying with some aliens for a long time.
It's normal for Dong Zhuo to speak some modern language.
Cao Mengde also speaks modern language very well.
Ding Ling's human observation skills have reached the maximum level, and he seems to have seen through Dong Zhuo's thoughts, but he did not pay much attention to it. He just covered the sword field and began to strip Dong Zhuo's consciousness stream.
Dong Zhuo is his mortal enemy.
His thoughts and ideas of killing him before were very straightforward and clear.
Ding Ling could not let Dong Zhuo live just because he temporarily gave in. There is no such good thing in this world!
To the enemy.
Ding Ling never shows mercy.
Because he knows very well that even if he shows mercy, most of these enemies will not be grateful, and they may stab him in the back at any time. You know, they are a life-and-death feud that cannot be resolved!
With such a feud, how could Ding Ling sit back and watch Dong Zhuo become stronger.
After all, who can tell clearly what Dong Zhuo will be like in the future?
To avoid future troubles, killing him is the simplest!
[Advanced Meditation Method Full Level]
"Huh."
Ding Ling stripped off a lot of secret books and secret methods.
Among them, the most eye-catching one is this advanced meditation method.
As this advanced meditation method reached the maximum level.
Ding Ling closed his eyes slightly.
The general situation of this underworld world seemed to be reflected in the sea of consciousness.
‘Where are the ghosts and souls more? ’
‘Where are the ghost generals, ghost soldiers, strange flowers and trees? ’
‘I can sense them clearly! ’
With this reflection.
Ding Ling's perception was instantly strengthened by more than ten times.
“What a magical method.”
With the assistance of this advanced meditation method.
Finding resources, population, etc.
It is really much easier.
“Dong Zhuo’s killing intention towards me is too strong.”
Ding Ling shook his head. After stripping off two or three percent of Dong Zhuo’s memory, the remaining stream of Dong Zhuo’s consciousness was integrated into this world.
And in this stripped memory.
A stream of killing intention and murderous intent filled everywhere, omnipresent.
Ding Ling’s sword domain is extremely strong, automatically stripping off these killing intentions and murderous intent, only retaining the most essential memories.
And there are also many garbage memories among these memories.
It was also automatically eliminated, leaving only some useful information points and knowledge points.
"Sure enough, two or three percent of the memory points are only incomplete."
Ding Ling looked towards the north.
With the high-level meditation method at full level.
Ding Ling can now perceive the general situation of thousands of miles in radius.
This is very exaggerated!
"It seems that there is a secret in this meditation method."
The more Ding Ling perceives, the more he finds that this meditation method is closely related to the underworld, as if this meditation method is a "method" stripped from part of the underworld's thoughts.
"Is there such a thing?"
Ding Ling was surprised and doubtful.
But he didn't think too much.
Instead, he took a step forward for hundreds of miles.
With the high-level meditation method blessing himself, Ding Ling became more and more like a fish in water in this underworld.
Going smoothly all the way.
Without any obstacles.
In just a moment, he crossed thousands of mountains, flew thousands of miles, and stepped in front of a military camp.
The area of the military camp here is more vast and boundless than that of Yuan Shao and Dong Zhuo.
The scene of numerous people and ghosts coming and going made this place look like the human world, extremely lively.
"It's completely different from the dead air of the two military camps in front."
Ding Ling was puzzled.
He took a step and came to the gate of the military camp.
A ghost soldier blocked the way.
Ding Ling said:
"I came here to visit the Great Sage Master. Please inform me."
"Uh..."
The ghost soldier was stunned, looked Ding Ling up and down, and sneered:
"Haha, it's really funny! Where did this little ghost come from! There is no ghost on him! You actually want to see the Great Sage Master?!"
He took a step forward, looked down at Ding Ling, and said coldly:
"Go away where you came from! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me again, I will tear you apart!"
Ding Ling frowned.
He came here to find out the situation in the underworld. After all, according to Dong Zhuo, Emperor Ling Liu Hong was gone, but Zhang Jue was still fine. There must be something fishy.
In addition to being curious about this and wanting to find out the truth, Ding Ling also had a feeling that if he didn't find out the truth, there might be a big problem in the future.
This feeling came inexplicably.
But Ding Ling chose to believe it.
It's better to believe it than not to believe it.
Besides.
A clear investigation would be good for the Three Kingdoms world and would not harm him. He didn't want Zhang Zhongjing, Hua Tuo and others who lived in the Three Kingdoms world to die in the future.
Therefore, it was necessary to find out the truth.
But these Yellow Turbans were unexpectedly tough and overbearing, and seemed to not welcome a new ghost like Ding Ling?
Or was it because of something else?
"What are you arguing about?"
A fierce general who was 2.9 meters tall walked over.
The ghost soldier looked at him sideways and smiled flatteringly:
"I greet Marshal He!"
"Yes."
Marshal He nodded and glanced at Ding Ling inadvertently. He couldn't help shrinking his pupils and instinctively felt a sense of fear, but soon he came to his senses, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, pointed at Ding Ling, and laughed:
"Stop him for me, don't let this little ghost run away!"
Swish!
The Yellow Turbans around Marshal He immediately rushed up and surrounded Ding Ling tightly.
Seeing that Ding Ling couldn't escape,
Marshal He then walked to the front with his hands on his hips, stared at Ding Ling carefully, and the more he looked, the more he couldn't help but laugh:
"It's really you! Ding Ling!!"
"Are you He Yi?"
Ding Ling had some impression.
"Yes. I am He Yi who was shot dead by your shadow arrow!"
He Yi touched his chest:
"I remember clearly that I was shot in the heart by your arrow, flew backwards, and died on the spot! I thought there was no hope of revenge, but I didn't expect to meet you here. What I didn't expect was..."
He Yi laughed and said happily:
"You guy, you are so stupid that you came to my door to die!"
He said.
He rushed towards Ding Ling with a sinister look on his face and punched Ding Ling in the face.
"I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I ravage you well before killing you this time!"
