"Kill!"
With the Thousand Star Demon-Sealing Formation guarding the camp, the peak Daemon Kings no longer had any scruples and shouted in unison.
The Winged Tribe's Patriarch's words made their blood boil, and their fighting spirit soared. Their surging Blood Qi soared into the sky, and with a solemn and stirring momentum, they fearlessly soared into the sky to meet the Insectoid army that stretched as far as the eye could see.
"Second Grandpa, this is for you!"
Kong Mi's fighting spirit soared. Just as he was about to risk his life to kill the enemy with the Winged Tribe's Patriarch, Kong Lei's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Looking at the Divine Phoenix Feather that Kong Lei stuffed into his hand, Kong Mi was slightly stunned. He glanced at the tall figure walking at the front of the group and shook his head with a smile. "I knew it was this kid."
Kong Lei blushed for Ding Ning and mumbled, "Second Grandpa, don't blame him. After all …"
"Alright, Lei Lei, Second Grandpa is not so petty. Just based on the fact that this kid dares to go against a Daemon Emperor, I admire him. He is definitely a man. Lei Lei is blessed, hahaha."
Kong Mi took out the Divine Phoenix Feather and was instantly filled with pride. He waved his hand nonchalantly and laughed. This battle concerned everyone's life and death. They did not even know if they could come back alive, so what was there to care about? Moreover, Ding Ning chose to return the Divine Phoenix Feather at this time because he was worried that Kong Mi would die here. If Kong Mi did not feel such obvious kindness, he would be a fool. All the previous estrangement and resentment disappeared at this moment.
With the knot in Kong Mi's heart unraveled, the bottleneck of his cultivation actually showed signs of loosening. He could not help but be overjoyed. His blood and Qi surged even more and rushed into the battle clouds, faintly resonating with the Winged Tribe's Patriarch.
The Winged Tribe's Patriarch looked at him in surprise and revealed a sincere expression of joy. He congratulated, "Congratulations to Chairman Kong Mi for breaking through and advancing further in your cultivation."
Kong Lei exclaimed joyfully, "Second Grandpa, you broke through?"
"Hahaha, that's right, I finally broke through. Hahaha!"
Kong Mi laughed heartily, unable to contain his joy. The others were shocked, envious, and happy as they all congratulated him.
At this critical moment of life and death, no one was in the mood to be jealous. Kong Mi's breakthrough meant that their side's strength had increased yet again, and their chances of survival were greater. Everyone was sincerely congratulating him.
Ding Ning did not look back, but everything that happened could not be hidden from his consciousness. He even observed the ripples of Kong Mi's aura as he broke through the bottleneck. He had a thoughtful expression.
Previously, he did not understand what it meant to be half a step into Divinity, but after carefully observing the process of Kong Mi's breakthrough, he suddenly understood.
It was a breakthrough in one's mental state, and it was also a profound understanding of the Grand Dao Laws.
The so-called Half-step Pericelestial was to have some understanding of the Dao that one wanted to walk on and stand at the starting line of the Great Dao, but did not really take the first step.
Although Kong Mi was also a half-step pericelestial, it was obvious that he had not gone as far as the Winged Tribe Patriarch.
To put it simply, if both of them were standing at the starting line of the Great Dao, Kong Mi would not have the time to lift his foot, while the Winged Clan's Patriarch would have one foot lifted and not put it down. Once his foot touched the ground, he would officially step into the Pericelestial State.
Of course, everyone's Dao was different, so there were naturally differences in their strength. The Winged Tribe's Patriarch carried a blood feud with her, so her willpower was much stronger than Kong Mi's. Her path of revenge had become a kind of obsession, so the Dao she walked was filled with hostility and killing intent, which made her even more powerful in battle.
However, this did not mean that Kong Mi's Dao was inferior to hers. In the long run, Kong Mi would go further than the Winged Tribe Patriarch, who relied on her obsession to support her Dao.
Pericelestial Realm was a very interesting realm. It was to merge the comprehended power of the laws of heaven and earth into one's own Dao.
One could cultivate an extremely pure Martial Spirit and walk one's own Dao.
The Demon Race's cultivation was different from that of humans. They mainly relied on their awakened bloodline and rich vitality to refine their Martial Spirit, but Ding Ning could use this as a reference.
However, Ding Ning did not have the time to study it seriously at the moment. He stopped when the dense Insect Race army was about to appear in his field of vision. He no longer cared about hiding his secret. His hands trembled continuously as if they were convulsing, and they created many afterimages in the air.
He quickly set up formations, and the landscape changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, a huge basin was formed.
While Ding Ning was setting up the formations, he did not forget to quickly transmit his voice to the others, telling them to retreat two kilometers and prepare for battle. He also told them not to get within a kilometer of him.
This was the burial ground he had chosen for the Insect Race army, and also the burial ground he had prepared for the Spider God.
This was the first time the others had seen Ding Ning set up formations with their own eyes. His technique was as smooth as flowing water, and the terrifying killing formations that made people's hearts palpitate disappeared in the void in a flash. They could not help but be secretly shocked. His method of setting up formations was simply unfathomable, and they could not see any traces of the formation at all. They could not help but silently mourn for the Insect Race army.
"Stinky Spider, I didn't burn you to death with my fire, and you still dare to jump around? Come, fight me one-on-one. Let's see if I don't beat you to death!"
After setting up ninety-nine killing formations in succession, the colorful tide-like insect army had already swarmed over. Ding Ning flapped his wings and stopped in midair. He raised his middle finger at the spider god and provoked him arrogantly. "You're right, Ding Ning.
"Hiss!"
The Spider God saw that the person who killed her son was right in front of her. Even if Ding Ning did not provoke her, she would not let him go.
She let out an angry hiss as she moved her eight terrifying spider legs, leaving many afterimages in the air. She actually charged into the air at an unbelievable speed, and charged at Ding Ning like a cannonball.
What a terrifying speed!
Ding Ning was shocked. He left an afterimage in the air like a ghost, and he had already appeared on the ground.
The Spider God's eyes were red. Her huge spider legs were like sharp spears, piercing through the afterimage left by Ding Ning in the air. When she found that she had been tricked, she immediately flew into a rage and turned into lightning, charging straight to the ground.
Ding Ning watched her every move nervously. Seeing that she was fooled under the wrath of the spider god, he immediately felt happy and avoided the killing move of the spider god's wrath without delay. He made a gesture with his hands and shouted, "Rise!"
Boom!
The ground trembled violently, and 99 formations appeared out of thin air, forming a transparent barrier, trapping the Spider God in it.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss …"
The Spider God let out a furious hiss and attacked the barrier frantically. But the barrier was shaking under the violent impact, but it was still firm and could not be broken at all.
The Insect Race army seemed to feel the anger of their king. Thousands of Insects rushed to the barrier with no regard for their own safety, wanting to break it and save their king.
Unexpectedly, Ding Ning showed a smug smile, waved his hands, and shouted, "Burn!"
Boom!
Around the barrier, raging flames appeared out of thin air, turning into a monstrous sea of fire, constantly burning the Insect Race army.
Squeak, squeak, squeak …
Countless Insects let out shrill screams as they were burned into ashes by the hot flames. A strong burnt smell filled the air, making people want to vomit.
But the Insect Race army was like moths flying into a flame, fearlessly rushing into the sea of fire. They actually used their flesh and blood and their terrifying numbers to forcibly extinguish the sea of fire.
"He's really loyal."
Ding Ning praised, but he did not have any benevolent feelings. Today, it was either you die or I live. He could not afford to be careless.
Mercy was soft-hearted.
He immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Wind!"
Wind was suddenly born. The wind helped the fire, causing the flames that were about to be extinguished to rise again.
The raging flames surged, and the scorching heat caused the air to distort. Even the soil was melted, forming a magma torrent that was several dozen meters wide. Spurred by the wind, it swept toward the densely packed insectoid army.
Squeak squeak squeak!
Countless Insect Race army were caught off guard and were directly vaporized by the magma, letting out shrill cries.
Seeing her subordinates being mercilessly slaughtered, the Spider Goddess could not suppress her anger and let out a furious roar, madly attacking the barrier. However, the barrier was formed by the combination of 99 god-level formations, and the Myriad Demon Territory had almost endless spiritual power. It was impossible for her to break through in a short period of time.
Ding Ning knew that the barrier could not trap the Spider Goddess for long, but seeing that she would definitely not be able to break out in a short period of time, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
The expressions of the Monster Kings who were already fighting changed drastically. The Winged Alliance's morale was greatly boosted, and their fighting spirit was high. Their attacks were even fiercer.
As for Leonis's side, they trembled in fear. Who would have thought that the Spider God they had been relying on would be so vulnerable? He was trapped by a barrier from the very beginning. This caused their morale to plummet, and their will to fight was also greatly reduced. In addition, they were also injured. As time went by, more and more Daemon Kings screamed and fell one after another.
The Lion King, Black Tiger King, and White Bear King were all heavily injured, so they did not participate in the battle. When they saw this scene, their faces were filled with fear.
The Lion King's eyes were very sharp, and he quickly found the key point. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't continue fighting. Free up some people to kill Ding Ning. As long as he is dead, the Spider Goddess will be able to escape."
The Monster Kings of the Myriad Demon City were at a disadvantage. When they heard the Lion King, they immediately gathered their remaining strength and forced their opponents to retreat. Five Monster Kings soared into the sky and pounced towards Ding Ning.
The expressions of the Winged Tribe's Patriarch and the others changed. After a round of fierce attacks, they wanted to rescue Ding Ning, but the Monster Kings of the Myriad Demon City had already realized their situation. If the Spider Goddess did not escape, they would definitely die today. They were not afraid of death, and even if they were injured, they still entangled with the Winged Tribe's Patriarch, forcing them to be unable to rescue Ding Ning.
Kong Lei was very anxious. She shouted angrily and opened her mouth to spit out a five-colored light. She used the Five Elemental Spirits to forcefully smash the enemy's bones and tendons.
However, the Monster Kings of the Myriad Demon City were already determined to kill Ding Ning. There was no time for her to rescue Ding Ning. A few more Monster Kings rushed over without any regard for their own safety, forcing Kong Lei to use all her strength to deal with them.
It had to be said that the Monster Kings of the Myriad Demon City had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers. Even though most of them were injured, once they fought with their lives on the line, the Monster Kings of the Winged Tribe had no choice but to fight with all their strength.
Just as the Winged Tribe's Patriarch was burning with anxiety, Ding Ning raised his voice and shouted, "Don't worry about me. I can handle it."
"Brat, go to hell!"
A Lion Monster King was the first to pounce on Ding Ning. After a hideous smile, he opened his fan-like palm and slapped Ding Ning's head.
"Hmph, you're the one who should die!"
Ding Ning shouted coldly. Suddenly, his voice strangely disappeared and was replaced by the Black Tiger Demon King, who had a dumbfounded look on his face.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The lion demon monarch was alarmed. He didn't understand why Ding Ning had suddenly become the black tiger demon monarch. He wanted to stop, but it was too late. He slapped the black tiger demon monarch on the head.
Bang!
He had used all his strength in this slap, and the Black Tiger Demon King was caught off guard. His head was smashed like a watermelon, and red and white matter flowed all over the ground. The poor peak-level Demon King didn't even know how he died.
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