Chapter 1027

In the demon clan, the hierarchy is strict, the royal family, royal family and aristocracy are privileged classes, and civilians and slaves are Dalits. Even communication requires identity equivalence.

As an aristocrat, Binbo disdained to deal with Dalits. Therefore, after learning that dingning's identity was not simple in the human race, he felt much more comfortable and was willing to say a few words with people of equal status.

Ding Ning didn't know that the demon clan still had such bad rules. Seeing that Binbo suddenly became so cooperative, he felt a little strange, but now is not the time to consider these, Instead, he seized the opportunity and asked, "the demon clan took away the core cultivation knowledge of the human race, so you think the inheritance of the human race is missing? I don't believe that even if you demon clan took away the cultivation knowledge, the strong people of the human race can't understand it? It can be passed on from mouth to mouth."

"This is what we demons have never understood. It is reasonable to say that although the core cultivation knowledge was taken away by our ancestors of demons, there were still many strong people in the human race at that time. It is reasonable to say that even if they were passed on by word of mouth, they would not lack inheritance. But when we came to the world, we found that the holy king in the world was weak, which made us puzzled."

Binbo said with a puzzled face: "after our great saint demon king fought with the Terran for many times, we came to the conclusion that the inheritance of the Terran is missing, but I don't know how it is missing."

Ding Ning frowned tightly. If what Binbo said was true, it would be troublesome. After all, he was going to the devil prison to participate in the battle of luck.

According to Binbo, if the warrior of the Terran is very weak compared with other races, he is invincible at the same level on the earth. The warrior of the same level of other races is likely to easily crush himself.

"How about we make a deal?"

Binbo suddenly said.

"What deal?"

Ding Ning glanced at him and said absently.

"Help me open the seal and take me out of here. I can tell you the correct cultivation method."

Binbo said in a seductive tone, "as long as you master the correct cultivation method, I guarantee you will stand out and take the lead in the Terran."

"Do you choose the general from the lame and the Phoenix from the black chicken?"

Ding Ning looked at him with a smile and said that although he was very moved by Binbo's cultivation method, he would never trade with a demon clan.

"You know, our demon clan is the best race. We have perfect genes, strong physique, the most outstanding blood and the most advanced cultivation knowledge..."

"But no matter how strong you are, you are still defeated by us!"

Ding Ning mercilessly interrupted Binbo's boasting.

Binbo became angry: "that's because of the betrayal of the demon emperor. Otherwise, how could you humans defeat our great demon clan, not to mention..."

Speaking of this, Binbo suddenly closed his mouth and looked at Ding Ning warily, with an expression that almost slipped his tongue.

Ding Ning sneered at himself. The devil dared to play hard to get with Lao Tze. He directly ignored his artificial expression, coldly mentioned tianmie and said ruthlessly: "you've wasted a lot of time. Since there's nothing to say, I'll send you on the road now."

"No, no, let's talk again!"

Binbo's face changed dramatically and shouted in a panic.

Ding Ning was not moved at all. Holding tianmie, he kept the posture of cutting off at any time, and said coldly, "I don't think I have anything to talk to you."

"Yes, there's something to talk about. Aren't you interested in the correct cultivation method?"

Binbo's eyes turned rapidly and said with temptation.

"It doesn't matter. There's no so-called correct cultivation method. I'm still invincible at the same level. I don't go to other places. It's enough to mix in the world."

Ding Ning put on a look that he was not interested at all, let Binbo's face droop immediately, and said bitterly, "what are you interested in!"

"Not old medicine!"

Ding Ning stared at Binbo's expression and observed the change of his face.

Sure enough, Binbo's face changed and looked at Ding Ning in surprise: "it's impossible. How can you know the old medicine?"

"Why can't I know? My position in the Terran is far from what you can imagine, and I know far more things than ordinary people."

Ding Ning's face was not red and his heart did not jump.

"No, it's impossible. Only the descendants of those few people in the high level of divine descent can know the secret of the old medicine. Are you their descendants?"

Binbo looked at Ding Ning suspiciously and asked.

"You talk too much."

Ding Ning's face was calm. He wanted to cut off the momentum in his hand. He said impatiently, "say something I'm interested in."

But there has been a terrible wave in my heart, God? Is it a divine organization? How is this possible?

Binbo was suppressed here by the demon clan 5000 years ago. Did the divine race organization already exist at that time?

If this is the case, the existence of divine descent organizations is likely to be far more than 5000 years, and they may have existed in ancient times.

"No, no, if you are divine, we are our own."

Binbo said hurriedly, for fear that Ding Ning would be cut off.

Ding Ning's pupil shrinks violently into a awn. Is he his own person with the demon clan? Did the divine organization commit human rape?

"I am indeed a descendant of divine descent, but why haven't I heard my ancestors talk about what contact with your demon clan?"

Ding Ning frowned, put down the sky and asked pretendingly.

Binbo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained, "our demon clan has been sealed for 5000 years. Haven't you heard of anything unusual? By the way, what generation is your ancestor now?"

What generation? what do you mean? Nima, how do I know?

Ding Ning's mind turned sharply, fearing that Binbo would see the flaw, he hardened his head and said nonsense: "the third generation!"

"The third generation!"

Binbo suddenly smashed his mouth, but a strange smile with sarcastic meaning flashed on his face: "it seems that your ancestors really made the elixir according to the formula."

"What do you mean?"

Ding Ning asked puzzled.

"If you hadn't developed the elixir, how could your ancestors have been reincarnated three times and lived to the third life?"

Binbo looked at Ding Ning contemptuously, and he had a clear positioning for him. This guy has a certain position in the descendants of God descent, but he is definitely not the most legitimate person, otherwise he would not have heard of the core secret.

Reincarnation? Third generation? Alive III?

Ding Ning was stunned. If what Binbo said is true, doesn't it mean that some of the top leaders of the divine descent organization have lived for more than 5000 years? It almost runs through the whole history of civilization recorded by human historical materials, which is incredible.

Looking at Ding Ning's silly expression, Binbo immediately regained his sense of superiority and said triumphantly: "although God descendants get only the incomplete formula of the elixir, it's quite good to be reborn three times."

"Do you have a complete recipe for ageless medicine?"

Ding Ning's eyes glittered and asked urgently.

"Where do I have a complete formula of elixir? The formula is only in the hands of the demon family royal family. Only those who have made great achievements will be rewarded with an elixir!"

Binbo said triumphantly, "I said I was an elite warrior of the demon family. I had made many great achievements before I was rewarded with an elixir by the holy demon king."

Ding Ning's mind fluctuated and his mind was full of imagination. He increasingly felt that the invasion of the demon clan ten thousand years ago seemed very complicated. Why did Tongtian tower communicate with the demon world so skillfully? Is the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor dead or alive? Where did you end up?

Some people say that they have become gods and ancestors in the fairy world, but Ding Ning knows that it is pure nonsense. The nine day Xuannv and Su Su are from the fairy world. They have never heard of the two emperors of Yan and Huang flying into the fairy world. Moreover, the Tongtian tower has fallen, and they can't fly if they want to fly.

Others say that they died in the war of the demon invasion, but as the ancestor of Chinese civilization and the leader of the human race, even if they died in the war, how can no one restrain their bodies?

Although they are famous in history, it was only before the dark calendar, but there was no record of their whereabouts after the dark calendar. The final whereabouts became a mystery, which has to be said to be a huge doubt.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning had a terrible idea. If his guess was true, the two emperors of Yan and Huang would be the biggest traitors in human history.

"How did you come to the human world?"

Ding Ning didn't expect Binbo to know many secrets, but he couldn't help asking tentatively.

"It seems that you're not doing well in divine descent. Didn't your ancestors tell you? In order to pursue eternal longevity, your ancestors took the initiative to contact our demon clan through some secret method and wanted to make a deal with us. They were willing to open the door of the world in exchange for the formula of ageless medicine."

Binbo's answer made Ding Ning's heart suddenly fall to the bottom of the valley, and his whole body trembled with anger. Unexpectedly, there were real traitors on the earth. For his own personal interests, he even let demons invade, resulting in the destruction of human life and the bloody battlefield of countless heroes.

His heart is punishable!

be guilty of a crime for which one deserves to die ten thousand deaths!

"Which ancestor are you talking about? What's your last name? I haven't heard my grandfather say it."

Ding Ning's mood was surging and fluctuating, forced to suppress his inner anger and maintained his composure.

"Then I don't know. It is estimated that only our great demon emperor knows. Even the holy demon king doesn't know. After we come to the world, we are only responsible for dealing with people of divine descent."

Binbo said impatiently, "if you ask your ancestors about such things, you'll know."

"My ancestors don't value me very much. How can they tell me these confidential things."

Ding Ning said wrongfully.

Binbo turned his eyes and said seductively, "if you can untie my seal and get me out, I'll talk to your ancestors and blow the wind in my ears. Maybe your ancestors will train you as a successor."

Ding Ning looked excited and hesitated for a long time before shaking his head bitterly: "it's useless. I can't see my grandfather all year round, and he can't listen to you say two good words and focus on training me."

"You're stupid. Although I don't have a complete formula for ageless medicine, I'm a person who has taken ageless medicine. My blood essence contains ingredients of ageless medicine. As long as you can save me, I can contribute some blood essence to your gods to do research, and maybe I can work out a complete formula? At that time, your ancestors won't be able to treat me as a guest of honor. I ask him to focus on cultivating you, Do you think he won't agree? "

Binbo said with an angry expression on his face.

"I..."

Ding Ning was moved, but what moved him was not what bin Bo said, but his blood. Looking at the pool of blood destroyed by the destruction of the sky, the corners of his mouth were painful. NIMA, if she had known that this guy's blood essence had the ingredients of ageless medicine, she would have collected it and studied it by herself.