"If there is a next life, Lang Kui is still willing to follow Marshal to conquer the world. Farewell, Marshal, we will meet again in the next life …"
Lang Kui had lost too much blood and was on the verge of death. He murmured in a low voice and his eyes began to dim.
"The next life is too far away, I can't wait. My personal guard Commander Zuo, I won't agree if you want to be lazy. Don't worry, I won't let you die. Even King of Hell doesn't have the guts to snatch people from me."
Ding Ning's domineering voice suddenly echoed in his ears. Lang Kui tried hard to open his eyes and look at the Marshal that he was willing to sacrifice his life for at any time, but his eyelids were too heavy, so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes at all. He just wanted to have a good sleep.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to vaguely hear the marshal's voice ring out in the distance. "Sleep, sleep. You're too tired. You'll be fine once you sleep. When you're better, I'll take you to see the outside world, which is even more exciting."
The outside world? The Infinite Sea or the depths of the Wasteland? Does the Marshal want to conquer these two places?
I really look forward to following the Marshal on the battlefield, but I am too sleepy. Then I will listen to the Marshal and have a good sleep. When I wake up, I will accompany the Marshal to conquer the world.
Ding Ning put Lang Kui into the ice coffin. His heart ached as if it was being torn apart. He still came too late. Whether he could survive or not depended on his will to live.
The Demon Race was full of vitality, and Lang Kui shouldn't be so weak. However, he wanted to die and didn't stop the bleeding after losing his arm. The excessive loss of vitality caused his vitality to fade away. Then, he was tortured by Bai Chuanxin, and his willpower almost collapsed, causing the fire of his life to quickly extinguish.
Ding Ning realized his dangerous state, and in order to arouse his will to live, he said those words in his ear. It was to make him have a strong desire to live so that he would have the hope to survive.
"You all deserve to die!"
Ding Ning twisted You Ye's neck and put the body into his space. His eyes instantly turned blood red, and his voice was as cold as the spring from hell.
"Marshal …"
Seeing Ding Ning's eyes suddenly turn to him, Lang Kui was instantly terrified and turned to run.
Puff!
A bright saber light flashed.
Lang Du's head was separated from his body and floated into the air. His face was still full of fear and grievance. He did not understand why Ding Ning did not kill Bai Chuanxiu but targeted him first.
Ding Ning seemed to have gone mad, but his mind was unprecedentedly clear. Among the lords of the Eight Majestic Halls, the weakest one was Qing Que 'er who was only at the intermediate stage of the Daemon King Stage, followed by Bai Chuanxin and Lang Du who were at the advanced stage of the Daemon King Stage. If he wanted to establish his dominance, he naturally had to pick on the weaklings first. Only then would he be able to instill fear in them and prevent them from unleashing their full combat power.
"You … as a general, you willfully kill the innocent. Where do you put the emperor?"
Being stared at by Ding Ning, Kong Xuan's heart started to tremble. Even though he was a Half Step Pericelestial, he was still scared out of his wits by Ding Ning. He shouted fiercely, wanting to drag the Overlord into the fight.
Unfortunately, his plan was destined to fail. The Overlord crossed his arms and completely ignored his words, as if he was just an outsider.
Ding Ning looked at him expressionlessly. "Logically, I should call you grandpa, but what you've done is too disappointing. For a cold-blooded person like you who doesn't care about the lives of your own blood relatives, how can you still have the face to live in this world?"
Kong Xuan's hands were trembling, and his huge aura was rising. His expression gradually turned ferocious. "Ding Ning, are you sure you want to fight me?"
"For the sake of your grandpa Kong Lei, break your arms and I can let you go this time."
Ding Ning's eyes were like steel as he said calmly.
Kong Xuan's expression was uncertain, and he was very conflicted. Finally, his aura started to recede, and he sighed faintly. "Forget it, forget it!"
With a crack, he broke his arms and staggered away. It was not that he did not have a chance to fight to the death, but he was a smart person. He knew that even if he could survive Ding Ning's attack, the Wing Tribe's Patriarch would not let him go.
As an old fox who cherished his life very much, he would always make the best choice for himself. He could regrow his arms if they were broken, but everything would be over if he lost his life.
Ding Ning remained calm, but he was secretly relieved. If he was at his peak, he might have the power to fight against Kong Xuan, but he had not even fully recovered his physical body. If they really fought, he would definitely be no match for Kong Xuan. Moreover, there was the Wing Tribe's Patriarch eyeing him covetously, so he did not dare to go all out.
Being able to subdue the enemy without fighting was the most ideal situation for him. Moreover, Kong Xuan had fled without fighting today, so the seed of fear had been planted in his heart. His martial path would stop at Half-step Pericelestial, and he would not be able to advance any further in his life, so he would no longer be a threat.
When Niu Yue saw Ding Ning looking at him, he grinned and said frankly, "This time, I, Old Niu, was wrong. Although I didn't do anything wrong to Marshal, I admit that I had selfish motives. I wanted to steal Marshal's battle formation joint attack technique, so I watched Lang Kui being punished. It was my fault. I owe Marshal my life, so if you want it, you can take it anytime. I, Old Niu, will not retaliate."
After saying that, Niu Yue closed his eyes and put on a posture as if he was ready to be slaughtered.
"You don't deserve death. Break your arms and leave!"
Ding Ning's heart softened when he recalled Niu Yue's fearlessness on the battlefield, and he sighed faintly.
"Thank you, Commander, for showing mercy and sparing my life."
Niu Yue opened his eyes and looked at Ding Ning with a complicated expression. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply. After breaking his arms, he staggered away, looking very desolate.
To be honest, he was already surprised that Ding Ning spared his life. After all, he wasn't related to Ding Ning by marriage like Kong Xuan, so he was satisfied that he could keep his life.
"Should I break my arms too?"
Peng Tianao looked at Ding Ning with a complicated gaze and joked.
"Of course not. Speaking of which, I'm the one who owes you," Ding Ning said sincerely.
"Brother Tianao is a true gentleman. I hope that the Myriad Demon Territory will become a peaceful and beautiful world under your leadership in the future."
"Me?"
Peng Tianao pointed at his nose in shock, not knowing what to do.
"That's right. The Overlord will abdicate immediately, and you'll be the Overlord of the Royal Court in the future. Don't you think so, Patriarch?"
Ding Ning looked at the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe.
To Peng Tianao's surprise, the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe nodded. "That's right. From now on, you're the Overlord of the Royal Court."
"Wh … Why? Patriarch … "
Peng Tianao was dumbfounded. He looked at the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe in confusion.
"Brother Tianao, you can leave first. I'll have a chat with the Patriarch."
Ding Ning didn't give him the answer he wanted. After the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe nodded, Peng Tianao walked out of the Royal Court in a daze.
Along the way, the thick smell of blood and the corpses of the guards made him shudder. He suddenly realized that there was no one alive in the entire Royal Court other than the three of them.
"Brother Tianao, please stop Zi Que 'er and the rest. Don't let anyone in."
Just when Peng Tianao was shocked by Ding Ning's ruthlessness and unpredictability, Ding Ning's voice transmission suddenly rang in his ears.
Peng Tianao nodded instinctively. He suddenly felt a little wronged. 'Why should I listen to him? He's my rival in love! '
However, when he remembered that Ding Ning was someone who could be mentioned in the same breath as the Patriarch, he couldn't help but feel depressed. 'How can I live like this? It's such a tragedy to be born in the same era as him.'
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe looked at Ding Ning with interest.
"I'm afraid. I'm very afraid!"
Ding Ning said emotionlessly.
"You dare to face me alone if you're afraid of death?"
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe's murky old eyes were frighteningly bright.
"You can't kill me. Why wouldn't I dare?"
Ding Ning said carelessly as if he didn't take the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe seriously at all.
"I can't kill you? Hahaha … "
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe pointed at his nose in shock as if he heard an extremely funny joke. He laughed so hard that he couldn't stop.
Ding Ning didn't laugh. He just stared at her without blinking. His stare made her hair stand on end. Then, she gradually stopped laughing and snorted coldly. "Why do you think I can't kill you?"
"Because you can't bear to kill me!"
Ding Ning suddenly winked and said ambiguously.
"How dare you disrespect the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe!"
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe shouted angrily. His huge aura began to rise. The terrifying power crushed Ding Ning and made him feel a little breathless.
However, he suddenly laughed very happily. He panted heavily and said with difficulty, "Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens, are you trying to kill your husband?"
"How … how did you know it was me?"
The terrifying power of the Patriarch of the Winged Tribe dissipated instantly. His face was full of disbelief.
"Our hearts are connected. I can't even recognize my own wife. How am I supposed to live in this world?"
Ding Ning smiled brightly and stretched his arms to hug her. "Come, let your husband hug you."
"Get lost. Who's your wife? Go home and hug your wives."
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe's old voice suddenly changed into a sweet young woman's voice. There was a hint of anger and a faint secret joy in her tone. However, the strong jealousy in her voice could be smelled even three streets away.
"Hehe, are you jealous?"
Ding Ning smiled mischievously.
The Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens was embarrassed and angry. "Only a ghost would be jealous of you."
"You're that jealous ghost, and a beautiful one at that."
Ding Ning teased. Then, his voice changed into a gentle voice filled with warmth. "Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens, I'm so happy to see you."
The Patriarch of the Winged Tribe shuddered. He turned around and returned to his true form, revealing his beautiful face.
There was a hint of redness on her fair and flawless face. Her beautiful eyes were sparkling. She said hypocritically, "You're happy? Why don't I feel it at all? "
"I'm telling the truth. If I'm lying, let me be struck by lightning …"
Ding Ning swore to the heavens. He was indeed very happy. Of course, it was not the happiness of meeting an old lover. It was the happiness of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. With this god-level formation master here, he was more confident in leaving this world.
"No, don't swear. Although this is a lawless place, the higher your cultivation, the stronger the Heavenly Dao's senses. Even if you don't suffer from heavenly punishment, you'll still have inner demons in the future."
The Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens hurriedly covered his mouth and warned him seriously.
Ding Ning felt comfortable in his heart. "Damn it. In the past, as long as I swore, those women would either look at me with interest when I swore, or they would roll their eyes in disdain. Today, I finally met a normal woman. This is in line with the melodramatic scenes in movies."
"By the way, you still haven't told me how you recognized me."
The Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens found that her actions were a little too intimate. She blushed slightly and tried to divert Ding Ning's attention.
Ding Ning grabbed her hand and said nonsense with a smile, "Didn't I say that our hearts are connected?"
"You … If you keep talking nonsense, I'll ignore you."
The Mysterious Fairy of the Nine Heavens struggled subconsciously. But Ding Ning held her hand so hard that she couldn't break free. She also let him hold her hand and said coquettishly.
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