Chapter 394

The obscure spell seems to have some magical power. The God devouring Gu king always feeds on spiritual power and has no sense of essence and blood.

But at the moment, under the effect of the spell, he even came forward to absorb that drop of blood essence and complete the Lord recognition ceremony with the stronghold.

While the stronghold was ecstatic, it suddenly changed.

A light wind blew, and the whole person of the village stood stiff on the spot. He couldn't move. He looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him and said in a harsh voice: "who are you and what have you done to me?"

"Who am I? You are not qualified to know, otherwise you think this God eater can evolve independently and become a Gu king?"

Ding Ning smiled and stretched out his hand. The king of devouring God Gu gave a slightly undetectable hiss. He flew into his palm as happily as seeing his parents' children and stroked back and forth on his palm.

"Did you solve my Gu?"

The whole person of the stronghold was like falling ice valley. Looking at the excessive young face in front of him, he asked strangely.

"What do you say?" Ding Ning's mouth made an arc, and the insect devoured his spiritual power. With his character of not willing to suffer losses, how can he harm himself and benefit others and let the stronghold pick up this big bargain.

There was no intelligence before the God eater, and he had no choice, but after they devoured each other and became the queen of insects, Ding Ning was pleasantly surprised to find that the God eater king of insects had primary intelligence. Although it was only equivalent to a baby of one or two years old, it was enough for him.

It was just a matter of genetic transformation. The God eater became his first insect pet, which made him decide to immediately follow the vine and let the God eater lead the way to the village. After all, Ding Ning didn't cut off a spiritual connection between them.

The only thing that surprised him was that the amount of power consumed when transforming the gene of the God devouring Gu king was more than that of the black panther, which made him look forward to what strange power the God devouring Gu king had.

Unfortunately, although the God devouring Gu king has primary intelligence, his intelligence is obviously still very low and does not have the ability to communicate directly with him. There is no way to make him anxious.

For fear that the stronghold side had any means to turn things around, Ding Ning cut off the spiritual connection between the stronghold side and the God devouring Gu king.

"Poof!"

The stronghold side opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His face was as ferocious as a ghost. He stared at Ding Ning viciously and shouted, "you dare to rob my spirit Gu king. You and I are at odds."

"Are you an idiot? Since I can subdue the spirit Gu king you said, I will be afraid of you as a small Gu master."

Ding Ning casually teased the God devouring Gu king and wondered what name to give it.

Seeing that its body was as crystal as jade, Ding Ning said with a smile: "you'll be called Xiaoyu in the future."

The God devouring Gu King happily rolled on his palm. He didn't know if he understood, but he was very excited.

The stronghold side took a swipe at the corner of his mouth. Xiaoyu NIMA, this is the king of spirit Gu. It took several elders of the sect decades to cultivate their own spirit Gu. It's not the king of Gu. This guy even gave the king such a vulgar name.

"Come on, who are you? Who appointed you to bewitch crown prince haridan?"

Ding Ning's face was calm and his eyes looked at the village calmly.

Zhaifang Rou glanced at Xiaoyu in pain and said fiercely, "hum, you robbed my spirit Gu king and wanted me to betray my employer. Don't think about it."

"It seems that you still don't realize your current situation. I hope you are a hard man. I like hard men best."

Ding Ning had expected this. He slowly took out a seven inch long silver needle and disinfected it with an alcohol cotton ball he didn't know where to touch: "I'm a doctor and a doctor with professional ethics. Before using the silver needle, I must disinfect it first. This is not only responsible for your body, but also my professional quality requirements."

"What are you... What are you... Doing?"

Looking at the seven inch silver needle flashing with cold light, the stronghold immediately made up some evil pictures that were not suitable for children, such as silver needle reporting chrysanthemum, silver needle string eggs and so on.

"I'll see you a doctor. You're very ill. Don't you know?"

Ding Ning's mouth was slightly tilted and showed an innocent smile, but in the eyes of the stronghold, it was a devil's smile.

"You... Don't mess around. I'm a disciple of the Witch and demon sect. If you kill me, the Witch and demon sect won't let you go."

The stronghold shouted fiercely.

"Ah, are you a disciple of the witch sect?"

Ding Ning had a shocked expression on his face, but he was muttering to himself that what nonsense Witch and demon cult doesn't sound like a good thing.

"Of course, I'm one of the most outstanding disciples of the Witch and demon sect. I'm very valued in the sect. If you release me now, return the spirit Gu king to me, and then kowtow and apologize, I'll consider sparing you this time."

The stronghold thought that Ding Ning was stunned by the great name of the Witch and demon sect. He suddenly had confidence and said with high morale.

"Pa!"

A slap slapped him in the face. Ding Ning said calmly, "I haven't heard of any witch sect."

Although the village side was anesthetized by the vein amputee without pain, he knew that he was slapped on his face. He was immediately angry and threatened: "you dare to hit me. Wu tianxie, the leader of our Witch and demon sect, is the 317th big man in the battle list. Running you over is like running over a mole ant. You wait for his revenge."

"Battle list? What?"

Ding Ning suddenly became interested and raised the silver needle in his hand. "Tell me, maybe I'll let you go after scaring me."

The stronghold shivered all over, looked at the lengthened silver needle in fear, swallowed and spit, and honestly literacy for him.

It turned out that there was a mysterious list maker in the martial arts circle of China, who claimed to be the way of heaven. He developed the list of the war list of China and ranked the martial arts of China.

No one knows who this heaven is, how the list is arranged, and where the information comes from. It is extremely mysterious.

The ranking of the battle list does not look at the background forces, the realm accomplishments, ancient martial arts, spiritual masters, national skills, warlocks and powers. It only depends on the most real combat power evaluation of the martial arts, and only the top 1000 martial arts are entered on the list.

Only then did Ding Ning know that the cultivation system of modern martial artists is called national skill in the martial arts and Taoism circles. It feels more appropriate.

It is said that when the first battle list was published, many people scoffed and despised it, thinking it was a thing made by good men fooling around.

However, after several ranking challenges, the battle results show that although the list can not be said to be 100% accurate, it is also 80-90. There is basically no error in the evaluation of combat effectiveness, which has been recognized and respected in the martial arts world. Even special national departments and international martial artists will judge the real combat effectiveness of martial artists based on the list.

Of course, some martial artists are reclusive and do not walk at all. Naturally, they will not be on the list, but as long as they walk outside, they are proud to be on the list.

China has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are countless experts. Under such circumstances, the leader of the Witch and demon sect can even rank 317 in the battle list. No wonder the stronghold is so arrogant that it thinks it can frighten Ding Ning.

Unfortunately, he met a young man who didn't even officially enter the Jianghu. He was not afraid. Even the young master of the dragon family dared to beat him, and the eldest miss of the Phoenix family dared to whip. He was also a master who was inherited by the ancient god Chiyou and had a streamer artifact.

Don't mention whether Wu tianxie will find a place for a disciple who is obviously not valued. Even if he really comes to the door, Ding Ning won't have the slightest fear.

What if I can't fight? He is a doctor who can save people and also kill people. If all the means are open, I'm afraid even the junior strong in Zhenwu territory may not be able to get well in his hands. He really doesn't pay attention to the evil of Wu tianxie.

In addition, Wu tianxie ranks more than 300 in the battle list. It is estimated that he has broken through the sky, which is the peak of tianwu realm. In his cognition, it would be good if there were ten Zhenwu realms for the martial artists who came out and walked in the whole kingdom.

Therefore, as long as Wu tianxie is still in the tianwu realm, according to Xuanji, as long as there is less than two big realms different from him, he has nothing to be afraid of.

But after all, he underestimated the strange means of the warlock, and didn't realize what kind of attraction the spirit poison king had to the Witch and magic cult, which almost led to an irreparable tragedy. Of course, this is all later, not to mention for the time being.

After he got the information he wanted from the stronghold, he hesitated about how to deal with him.

Kill the stronghold. He can't do it again. After all, he has no hatred with others and robbed their God devouring Gu king. Although he is to blame, he will kill if he kills, but now he is a country under the rule of law. If he can't kill, he will try not to kill. In addition, the stronghold also uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others. There are heads of grievances and owners of debts. It's just to settle accounts with the people behind the scenes.

If you don't kill him, I'm afraid he'll slow down and continue to be bad for haridan.

After some hesitation, Ding Ning decided to abolish the cultivation of the stronghold and hand him over to haridan. Whether he was a witness or executed privately, it had nothing to do with him.

"Ah!"

The stronghold screamed and lay on the ground feebly, staring at Ding Ning maliciously: "I've told you everything you know. Why did you waste me?"

"If I didn't kill you, even if it's kind, you're not satisfied."

Ding Ning was dissatisfied with his attitude and felt wronged.

But unexpectedly, the whole body of the stronghold was twisted. It even bled in its seven orifices and roared, "even if I die, I won't let you go."

A "hiss".

With the village's crazy chanting mantra, seven poisonous insects suddenly jumped out of his seven orifices, turned into seven escape lights and died in a flash.

All this happened so suddenly that before he could react, the seven poisonous insects disappeared without a trace.

"What did you do?"

Ding Ning was a little uneasy in his heart. He stared at the village square with listless breath and asked fiercely.

At the moment, the stronghold is dying. His face is covered with black blood from the seven orifices. He looks as miserable as a ghost.

Hearing Ding Ning's questions, zhaifang grinned and showed his blood stained teeth. His green eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge, The night owl laughed bitterly: "if you waste my cultivation, you'll kill me. I'll be killed by the poisonous insects I raise. There's no doubt that I'll die. So I'll sacrifice my soul to the witch Lord and curse you with my life. The yellow spring is far away. I'll go first and wait for you underground. We'll meet soon, Jie Jie."

Boom.

The zhaifang's body was covered with a green luster and suddenly exploded without warning. It was not powerful and did no harm to Ding Ning. It was just that the broken slag and rotten meat splashed on his head and face, which made him cry out for bad luck.

He didn't feel guilty about the death of the stronghold. The murderer was always killed. His previous reluctance to kill didn't mean he was afraid of killing, but he didn't want to make trouble for himself. He didn't take the curse of the stronghold seriously.