Rustle, rustle, rustle …
As if it had received an order from the Spider God, the ground shook, and a black spider the size of a basketball appeared, followed by a second, a third …
After a while, the ground of the forest was densely packed with basketball-sized spiders. They swarmed toward Ao Tu like a black ocean.
Run, run for your life!
Ao Tu's blank mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. All he wanted was to run, run, run.
As long as he could run out of this forest and spread the news of the Spider God's appearance, he would be willing to die immediately.
Whoosh!
The lustrous white spider silk was like a life-reaping rope. It shot out like rain and entangled Ao Tu.
Roar!
Just when Ao Tu was about to escape from the forest, he staggered and fell to the ground. A strand of spider silk had actually wrapped around his ankle, and an irresistible force dragged him back. He couldn't help but let out a roar of unwillingness.
He reached out and grabbed a towering ancient tree, his fingers piercing into the tree trunk like sharp blades. He kicked the spider silk with all his might, trying to get rid of it. Unfortunately, although the spider silk could not absorb life like the Spider God's, it was incredibly sticky and tough, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
What made him even more desperate was that the dense spider silk was like an inescapable net that fell from the sky and stuck to his body. In an instant, he was turned into a lustrous white cocoon, and only his two hands were still exposed.
Although he tried his best, the power of so many spiders was not something he could resist. The strong pulling force made his fingers pull off a large piece of the tree bark. His hand slipped, and he was dragged into the depths of the forest by the spider silk.
"Hmph! How dare you steal my prey. "
Just as Ao Tu was in despair, he heard a cold snort in his ears. Suddenly, he felt his body lighten, and the strong pulling force of the spider silk suddenly disappeared. What followed was a scorching heat and an unpleasant smell of burnt flesh.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
As the spider let out a shrill scream that sounded like a ghost, the sticky spider silk that was almost invulnerable to knives and swords was burned to ashes.
Ao Tu was overjoyed. He opened his eyes and looked at the familiar yet hateful face. He shouted, "Go, go, don't worry about me. There's a pericelestial Spider God inside."
The red-haired Ding Ning was slightly startled. His expression became strange as he said unhurriedly, "Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"
Ao Tu was so anxious that he almost cried. He knew that Ding Ning mistakenly thought that he wanted to use this as an excuse to escape. He quickly said, "I really didn't lie to you. You can kill me before you leave, but you must spread the news. Otherwise, the Myriad Demon Territory will be finished."
The red-haired Ding Ning saw that his expression did not seem to be fake and was about to ask more questions. Suddenly, an angry roar came from the depths of the forest. A destructive pressure rose and spread toward them at an incredible speed.
"It's over, it's over. We can't escape."
Ao Tu muttered in despair. His face was filled with bitterness.
"Useless!"
The red-haired Ding Ning snorted coldly as a cold light flashed across his eyes. He reached out to grab Ao Tu and sealed his cultivation. Then, he tossed him to the Golden Condor Tribe warrior behind him and ordered, "Take him away. I will stop that monster."
"Commander, you go first. We'll stay!"
After a night of fighting, the Golden Condor warriors were full of admiration for Ding Ning, who had taken the lead. Thousands of condor warriors stepped forward and shouted in unison.
The red-haired Ding Ning shouted, "Are you the commander or am I the commander? Carry out my orders. Go!"
"Commander, you … take care of yourself. If anything happens to you, even if we are all wiped out, we will definitely avenge you!"
The golden condor warriors wanted to persuade him, but when they saw Ding Ning's unquestionable gaze, they knelt down on one knee and bowed solemnly with tears in their eyes. Then, they quickly left with Ao Tu.
Ao Tu looked at Ding Ning's proud figure getting further and further away. He could not help but sigh in his heart. He finally understood why the millions of soldiers in the Myriad Demon City could not withstand a single blow. With such a commander, what kind of soldiers would not be loyal to him?
Sha sha sha!
The red-haired Ding Ning looked at the densely packed spiders that flowed out of the forest like a black flood. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
If it was before, he would not have made such a choice if he did not have any sense of belonging to the Demon Nation. But now, he had something he cared about. Those warriors who were willing to entrust their lives to him and follow him to kill the enemy were all his brothers. So, he did not hesitate.
So what if they were demons? So what if they were humans? As long as they were living beings, they would have feelings. Ding Ning had already treated these simple and brave warriors as his comrades, his brothers.
Therefore, even though the red-haired Ding Ning knew that he would most likely die if he stayed and the wisest choice was to escape, he still chose to stay and buy time for his comrades to escape.
"You all only have one life, but I have five. If I don't stay, who else will? Furthermore, I have fought against Immortal rank experts before. A mere Soul Formation realm expert might not be able to stop me. "
The red-haired Ding Ning murmured to himself. However, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. His fighting spirit gradually boiled.
With a boom, his entire body was wrapped in flames. Like a fire god descending, he charged into the group of spiders. The overwhelming spider silk was burned to ashes the moment it came into contact with the flames.
The raging fire burned and burned everything. Ding Ning waved the Flame Saber and killed crazily. The black torrent came to an abrupt stop under the burning of the raging fire. The group of spiders let out shrill screams, and the burnt smell made people want to vomit.
Squeak squeak squeak!
The terrifying and powerful aura got closer and closer, letting out angry cries. A lustrous white spider silk suddenly shot over like a waterfall. It ignored Ding Ning's Flame Armor and directly penetrated his body.
The red-haired Ding Ning smiled proudly. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come out!"
Right now, he had an Elemental Body and was immune to physical attacks. He was not afraid of the Spider God's attack at all.
The group of spiders retreated like an ebbing tide and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving behind a ground of scorched earth and countless spider corpses that emitted a burnt smell.
Rustle, rustle, rustle!
The Spider God's hair was disheveled. Moving its eight ink-black spider legs, it suddenly appeared. Its pale eyes stared at Ding Ning, full of ruthlessness and indifference. It approached him step by step with an oppressive aura.
Ding Ning raised his eyebrows and whistled frivolously. He shook his head and sighed. "Girl, are you trying to seduce me? What a pity. Although you're quite attractive, your face is too ugly and your body is too ugly. I'm really not interested in you. "
"Hiss!"
It was unknown whether the Spider God did not understand human language or disdained to communicate with weak creatures, but it could obviously understand Ding Ning's words. Hearing this, it suddenly flew into a rage. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, and let out a shrill cry.
It opened its mouth and spat out thick spider silk like a white waterfall, entangling Ding Ning.
"What can a mere spider silk do to me?"
Ding Ning said carelessly, "I say, ugly girl, do you have any other tricks? This thing can't do to me …"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Ning's face changed dramatically. He screamed and flew backward.
The Spider God's indifferent eyes showed human emotions for the first time, with a strong sense of mockery. The thick, pillar-like spider silk swept toward Ding Ning like a terrible white python.
Ding Ning rolled like a donkey to avoid the attack of the spider silk. He climbed up awkwardly, and his figure became a little illusory. He wiped the non-existent blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a dignified look. "I didn't expect that your spider silk could hurt the soul."
Although his Fire Element Martial Soul had transformed into a Body of Fire Element, a Martial Soul was a Martial Soul after all. After all, it was still condensed from the soul. The spider silk condensed into a bundle and increased the effect of hurting the soul. He suffered a big loss due to a moment of carelessness, and his soul was injured.
A smug look flashed in the Spider God's eyes. The spider silk flashed again and launched a continuous attack on Ding Ning like a flexible python.
Ding Ning kept fleeing in disarray and started a guerilla fight with the Spider God. Fortunately, he had the Body of Elements and had extremely rich combat experience, so he had escaped from death countless times and narrowly avoided the dense attacks of the spider silk that were impenetrable.
However, the situation was not optimistic. Under the control of the Spider God, the light-like spider silk was ever-changing. Sometimes it turned into thousands of silk threads, sometimes it turned into a white giant hammer, sometimes it turned into a sharp sword, sometimes it turned into a sharp spear, and sometimes it turned into a long whip like a spirit snake …
Every single strike made him run for his life, and he narrowly escaped death. He was in a precarious situation.
"Alas! If I were here, with the power of the five elements and the endless magic weapons, I might have a chance to fight. "
Ding Ning muttered regretfully to himself. He jumped up and down like a big red monkey, avoiding the attack of the spider silk. Fortunately, the Spider God's combat experience was extremely rusty, so he could survive.
"Stupid, why didn't I think of it earlier!"
At a certain moment, Ding Ning accidentally rolled behind an ancient tree and found that the Spider God's attack had slowed. The spider silk had actually bypassed the ancient tree to attack him, giving him a moment to catch his breath. A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he blamed himself in annoyance.
Even though Ding Ning did not know what kind of situation the King Huai was in, he had seen the dense and intertwined roots that made one's heart palpitate. The tree spirit's roots had practically enveloped the entire territory of the Myriad Demons. Ding Ning did not believe that it was truly just a pinnacle demon king.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the King Huai was really just a Monster King, he would certainly have methods that could make the Spider God fear him. This could be seen from the fact that the Spider God would rather slow down its attacks than harm the ancient tree.
Even if he guessed wrong, it did not matter. There were so many ancient trees in the forest. At the very least, they could obstruct the Spider God's attack and allow him to easily avoid it.
Thinking this through, Ding Ning's confidence increased. After rolling several times to avoid the Spider God's series of attacks, he rushed into the forest with a whoosh.
As expected, when the Spider God saw that he had actually escaped into the forest, it immediately became anxious. It strode forward with its eight long legs and chased after him. It let out a mournful hissing sound, as if warning him of something.
Ding Ning's heart moved. Could it be that besides being afraid of the Huai King, the Spider God still cared about something else? This made him instantly excited, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
He had been killed too miserably by the Spider God for half a day, and he was a person who was never willing to suffer losses. It was definitely a situation where he and the Spider God would not rest until one of them was dead. He did not need to worry about anything else. At worst, he would just have to fight to the death and lose a fire martial soul.
Thus, as Ding Ning frantically fled, he did not forget to set fire. Everywhere along the way, he turned into a sea of fire.
The Spider God flew into a rage, and its mouth constantly let out sharp hissing sounds. Even from a distance, one could feel its monstrous anger and a faint trace of fear.
Ding Ning entered the forest like a dragon returning to the sea. The angrier the Spider God became, the more pleased he became. Under its unscrupulous and incessant arson, the raging flames soon ignited the entire forest.
The Spider God was about to go crazy. It cared about nothing but the eggs it had laid. This was the nature of a mother.
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