Chapter 1148

"Report to the patriarch. The flames are raging in the southwest. It seems that the dead forest is on fire."

In a paradise like Valley thousands of miles away from the battle between Ding Ning and spider God, a row of wooden buildings are full of the most primitive ancient charm. A man with a red mole in the middle of his eyebrow hurried into the door of a wooden house and bowed respectfully across the door.

With a squeak, the door of the wooden house was opened and out came an old man with white hair and young face.

The old man was dressed in a white robe and had a fairy spirit. Like an expert in the world, he looked at the direction of the dead forest with his hands on his back. His eyes showed a thick color of concern: "how could the dead forest catch fire? What happened to the king of locust? Otherwise, how could he let his split be lit?"

"If something happens to the Huai king, the spider God we sealed with the wing emperor will come out again to harm the world."

"It seems that there is no doubt that the Huai King's accident has happened. Otherwise, he will never let his split be ignited."

"Now it's a big trouble. The spider God is a strong man in the realm of God. If it weren't for its lack of intelligence, we couldn't seal it in the forest of death with the wing emperor and the Huai king. If we were born this time, even if the cultivation hasn't been fully restored, at least it's the cultivation of entering the realm of God. What can we do?"

"Now the wing emperor has been missing for thousands of years, and the Huai king has an accident again. We crane family alone can't eliminate it. This is a great disaster!"

Doors were opened, and people in white robes, old or young, male or female, came out. They all looked at the direction of the dead forest, with a strong color of concern in their eyes. You spoke and I talked, and the atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

The clan leader took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became firm and resolute: "my crane family lives here in seclusion to guard the suppressed spider God in the dead forest. Although the wing emperor is not here, the king of Huai doesn't know what happened, but this is the responsibility of our family. Even if the family is destroyed, we must kill it or seal it again."

"Patriarch, it's not that we are afraid of death, but the spider God is not something that our crane family can suppress."

A middle-aged man said anxiously.

"Yes, we idle clouds and wild cranes have a long life. Death is nothing terrible for us, but relying on the strength of our crane family alone is meaningless sacrifice."

A white haired old woman also said in embarrassment. Other people also spoke to each other, and there was a quarrel for a while.

"Well, I know. Now I'll go to the death forest to see the situation. If the spider God is born, it will never ignite the forest. The evil obstacle is the king of locust. Even if the seal is broken, I definitely dare not take the initiative to provoke the king of locust. It should be an accident."

The clan leader hunted in white robes and impatiently interrupted the quarrel of the clansmen. Although these clansmen spoke high sounding, they became more afraid of death the longer they lived. They were too lazy to see their greedy appearance of life and death. They turned into a crane and walked away.

"I hope it's not the birth of the evil barrier. Otherwise, if the wing emperor is missing and the locust king has an accident, the spider God will be the first to retaliate against our family."

"Hum, the patriarch is really an old stubborn. I think he doesn't care about our life and death at all."

"In those years, we shouldn't let the clan leader participate in the sealing of the spider God. According to the habits of our crane family, where can't we survive? What's the matter with us if all the demon leaders are destroyed."

"It's a big deal to go deep into the wilderness and find an unexplored land. Our crane family can live well."

"That's enough. Our crane family is the guardian designated by the demon ancestor. They are greedy for life and afraid of death like you. What can we do even if we enter the depths of the wilderness?"

"When the crane family gets the long longevity yuan given by the demon ancestor, we should follow the ancestor's training and do our duty well. What's wrong with the clan leader?"

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The crane people had different opinions. They divided into two factions and quarreled. Each one blushed and had a thick neck. Where did they still have the appearance of being immortal.

In addition to life and death, the crane people are indifferent to fame and wealth. They live in seclusion in prosperous times and rise out of the mountain in troubled times. They are respected by all ethnic groups, but the comfortable life has passed for a long time and gradually eroded their fighting spirit.

At the moment, red haired Ding Ning was very embarrassed, hurried like a lost dog, running wildly in the thick smoke.

After he lit the whole forest, countless spiders drilled out of the ground and died in the sea of fire.

After finding that none of the eggs he had just laid were spared, the spider God finally ran away. Regardless of postpartum weakness, he showed his blood magic. Huge cobwebs sealed all the escape routes of Ding Ning like a snare, which made Ding Ning complain and struggle in a limited space.

The element Wu soul with a single attribute still lacks means of escape after all. If blonde Ding Ning is here, he can completely escape into the ground to avoid the pursuit of the runaway spider God, but the fire element Wu soul has no ability to escape.

What made him most desperate was that the speed of spider God was amazing, and silk was not afraid of fire. He came and went like the wind in the fire. He had no way to heaven and no door to the earth, which completely overturned his understanding of the Zerg's fear of fire.

However, it is not difficult to understand that even if insects are naturally afraid of fire, how can they fear only fire when they have touched the power of law in the realm of spider God.

Fortunately, there is no law of heaven here, otherwise the spider God doesn't need to pursue him so hard. He can easily kill him by using the power of law.

Get it!

Just when Ding Ning's living space was getting less and less, and his soul was darkened by continuous attacks by spider silk, a burst of familiar footsteps suddenly remembered.

Ding Ning was overjoyed and almost shed tears. He shouted, "Grandpa, my dearest Grandpa, you are here. Come and save me, or your grandson will die."

"Hum, now I remember to call grandpa Tai. Haven't you been calling me an old donkey?"

The joking voice of the old donkey sounded from all directions and couldn't lock the position.

"Hey, hey, your old man is brilliant and wise. How could I disrespect you? You must remember wrong."

Ding Ning awkwardly escaped the attack of spider God and said with thick breath and flattery.

"Who are you? Why do you make me feel so familiar?"

The spider God seemed to feel the pressure brought to him by the old donkey and stopped temporarily. He even spit out people's words and asked like a great enemy.

Sure enough, I still looked down on myself. I didn't even bother to talk to myself. When I saw the old donkey, I immediately began to talk.

"You don't care who I am. I'm just curious. How did you break the seal?"

There was a layer of water ripples around the old donkey. The towering flames and dense cobwebs could not form any obstacles to him, so he walked in slowly.

"Break the seal?"

The spider God tilted his head and whispered with a confused face. It seems that he has no memory at all.

The old donkey frowned and sighed: "I could have killed you ten thousand years ago, but God has the virtue of living well. Even if you are a strong man in the realm of God, I didn't see it. I'm just curious about who is behind you? I can make demon insects in the realm of God in the demon country and break my seal."

Ding Ning almost sat on the ground and stared at the spider God dumbfounded. Is this a demon insect in the realm of God? How is that possible? Is the spirit state so weak?

The old donkey seemed to be able to see through Ding Ning's mind and explained faintly: "ten thousand years ago, it was to turn God, but now it is just absorbed in God. Because it has just given birth to an egg, it is extremely weak and can't give full play to the strength of going into and out of God's territory. Otherwise, you would have hung up long ago."

Ding Ning suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the spider God was much weaker than he thought. It turned out that he had just laid an egg.

At the same time, he also suddenly reacted. Why did the spider god suddenly run away after he lit the forest? It turned out that he accidentally killed his child, which made him sweat behind his back. Fortunately, the donkey arrived in time, otherwise, he would die today.

The spider God opened his terrible white eyelids and stared at the old donkey. His powerful momentum kept rising. He shouted, "it's you. It's you. It's a bird man. No wonder I feel your breath is so familiar."

"Puff!"

Ding Ning couldn't help laughing. He watched the old donkey's long face grow longer and longer. He was very happy. The old donkey is now a donkey. It's really not easy to recognize the bird man.

The old donkey glared at Ding Ning fiercely, and he kicked his son in an irritable way. He stared at the spider God with a bad face. His tone suddenly became very gloomy: "tell me the people behind you, maybe I can spare your life, otherwise, I'll let you die today."

This was a very serious and domineering remark, but it came out of a donkey's mouth. Ding Ning not only didn't feel terrible, but felt very happy. He laughed all over. If he wasn't worried that he would really annoy the old donkey and leave him alone, he would have to laugh.

However, he also heard from the words of the old donkey that there seemed to be someone behind the spider God, which shocked him secretly. How powerful would it be to create demons and insects in the realm of God?

"Damn you!"

The spider God's eyes were fierce, his mouth opened and spewed out a terrible white light. The spider silk with the thickness of a column seemed to pass through the space. It suddenly appeared in front of the old donkey and went straight to his head.

"The demon country is a place without heaven after all. What's the use of a higher realm?"

The old donkey said quietly. Suddenly he turned around and turned his back to the spider God. In Ding Ning's startled eyes, he puffed a fart. The snow-white and Crystal Spider Silk turned dark as if it had been dyed with ink, and fell to the ground like a dead snake.

The black still refused to give up and spread along the spider silk to the spider God at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The spider God screamed and spewed out the spider silk in panic, but he couldn't catch up with the speed of being infected by black, so he had to break his wrists and bite off the spider silk directly while the ink hadn't infected it.

Only in this way, the breath of the spider God quickly became listless, and the cyan skin turned pale. It can be seen that cutting off the spider silk caused great harm to it.

"Wocao, Wai Taigong, are you too poisonous? Do you also have the blood of a weasel?"

Ding Ning covered his nose and retreated again and again, shouting and joking.

The old donkey's face was red, and he said with a gnash of teeth, "what do you know, you know, the law of corrosion?" the spider silk contains its mental power. Physical attack is invalid. Lao Tzu needs to fart it if it is not the shape of the present.

Ding Ning grinned. His narrow eyes made the old donkey angry. His figure flashed and kicked at the back of Ding Ning's head.

Ding Ning stood where he was and didn't even hide. He is now the body of elements. The donkey's physical attack is useless to him.

The old donkey kicked empty and muttered, "remember first, I'll clean you up when I see you."

"No, I'm your grandson. I'm your best grandson. You can't abuse me like this."

Ding Ning's face immediately collapsed, flattered and said without restraint.

Even though he has cultivated himself to be unique in the world, it is not a word to really want to clean him up with the unfathomable cultivation of the old donkey.