As a result, this team that was originally filled with bitterness and hatred put down their grudges for the first time under Ding Ning's strong command. They worked together to fight against the foreign enemies and advanced at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, everyone put down their grudges. There was no distinction between skin color, friend or foe. There was no difference between East and West. They only had one common identity, and that was the human race.
Looking at this scene, Ding Ning's heart was filled with emotion. The human race was really a strange race. In the face of a strong foreign enemy, they would put down all their grudges and stand together to fight against the foreign enemy.
But when the external pressure disappeared, the Human Race would immediately have internal strife, scheming against each other, deceiving each other, and plotting against each other. Plots and schemes would emerge one after another, and they would even fight each other until their heads bled. It was hard to tell whether to feel sad or ironic.
This was human nature. It had its bright side, but it also had its ugly side. Wasn't Su Zhe's experience a bloody lesson for him?
Even the powerful Giant Star Beast could not destroy his will. But in the end, he fell under the blade of his own people whom he tried his best to protect. It was really infuriating.
At this moment, Ding Ning secretly made up his mind. He would not allow Su Zhe's tragedy to repeat itself. If there was such a day, he would not allow anyone to hurt the people he cared about, even if he had to slaughter the entire world and bear the infamy of being a devil, for the sake of the people he cared about.
Rumble!
As he continued to use Brutal Charge and War Stomp, he found that these two combat skills were undergoing rapid changes. The killing range of the shockwave had also increased from 15 meters to 30 meters. It was more powerful and had a longer range, which made it easier for him to deal with it.
In fact, he could summon the wind element and form a huge tornado. He could control the tornado to sweep the densely packed colony of ants into it and wipe them all out in an instant.
But he did not do so. Firstly, he did not want to disband the team that had worked so hard to gather together. The catastrophe of the human world was coming soon. Although these people were not the absolute leaders of their respective forces, they were still the elites of the younger generation. In the future, it was very likely that they would become important figures in their respective forces. He hoped that by joining forces this time, he could plant a seed of unity in their hearts. When the catastrophe really came, they would be able to quickly unite.
Secondly, although this was only a temporary group, as the leader, he was everyone's savior. In the future, even if some of them would inevitably be enemies, with the existence of this incense, when the enemy invaded, he just needed to raise his arm and call for help, and there would always be people who would remember this kindness and respond, which would save a lot of trouble.
Thirdly, he was selfish. The organs of the ants he killed were shattered, but their outer shells were intact. This kind of outer shell not only had extremely strong defense, but it also had the special effect of breaking armor. It was a refining material that could not be found on Earth. If he used a tornado to shred them to pieces, he would not be able to get anything. Thus, he would rather work hard and use combat skills to shock them to death and secretly collect their corpses to be used as refining materials.
As the range of War Stomp and Brutal Charge increased, Ding Ning became more and more relaxed. He even had the time to enjoy Millies's battle with a gloating expression.
It had to be said that Millies was really unlucky. Because he had relied on his superhuman speed to almost break through the eight-striped flying ant's blockade, he had completely angered the eight-striped flying ant.
Thus, the eight-striped flying ant began to call for its friends. Hundreds of eight-striped flying ants at the scene participated in the battle against Millies. Millies, who was chasing after him, had nowhere to run. In order to save his life, he was constantly burning his blood essence. At this moment, he had become as thin as a stick and looked like a skeleton. It was extremely miserable, but it also greatly reduced the pressure on Ding Ning and the others.
Ants were different from humans. There was no division of cultivation realms, but Ding Ning estimated that the eight-striped flying ant's strength was at least equivalent to a human powerhouse at the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm.
If it were not for the fact that their internal organs were their biggest weakness, and that they did not know any cultivation methods or martial arts techniques, Millies would be able to grasp their trajectories. Relying on his astonishing speed and endless secret techniques, he would be able to struggle until now under the siege of hundreds of eight-striped flying ants.
However, this was only temporary. If this continued, it would not be long before Millies would undoubtedly die. Although Ding Ning was a little regretful that he could not personally kill Millies to avenge Ling Yun, he would not make things difficult for himself by helping Millies attract hatred and firepower.
However, Ding Ning had forgotten one thing. Millies was a true vampire. He dared to burn his blood essence so crazily. Even though he had his own difficulties, he was confident that he could replenish his blood essence at any time and place.
Soon, Millies quickly withdrew from the siege. While the eight-striped flying ant had yet to react, he grabbed two five-striped flying ants, opened his mouth, and threw them into his mouth. Then, he started chewing.
Looking at the five-striped flying ant's hind legs struggling at the corner of his mouth, Ding Ning could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. Goosebumps rose all over his body.
Even though he had eaten many live insects and other things during his survival training in the wild, such a ferocious way of eating was too frightening. Moreover, the ants here were highly poisonous, and their shells were so hard. Was Millies not afraid of biting off his teeth?
However, reality proved that the biting strength of a vampire was far greater than that of an ordinary person. The two five-striped flying ants were chewed to pieces just like that. His pale face flashed with a dark green color, which was obviously a symptom of being poisoned. This caused his body, which was floating in the air, to sway.
Sigh, it's over. This guy is dead meat.
Just as Ding Ning was secretly sentencing him to death, an unhealthy flush flashed across Millies' face. His dispirited spirit was roused, and even his shriveled skin became a little fuller. His eyes were filled with ecstasy as he greedily glanced at the other flying ants.
Ding Ning was shocked. Damn, was the detoxification ability of a vampire so strong? Even he did not dare to ignore the ant's poison, but Millies had only shaken it a little, and it was as if nothing had happened. Instead, it was as if he had obtained great benefits. Wasn't this too abnormal?
Millies revealed a ferocious smile. His figure flashed, and he dodged the eight-striped flying ant's attack. He reached out to grab another six-striped flying ant and stuffed it into his mouth to eat.
Ding Ning was in a bad mood because he suddenly remembered that when Mu Qing was shot, Su Su had once said that the Blood Clan was an extremely strange race. Their vitality was extremely strong, and even if their hearts were pierced, as long as they could replenish their blood essence in time, they could quickly recover.
Unless they were killed with a silver weapon, even if they only had a drop of blood left, with enough blood essence to replenish them, they could still come back to life. These poisons might not be able to kill him. This was also why Su Su had suggested turning Mu Qing into a member of the Blood Clan.
Although Millies had the bloodline of the Blood Clan, he was clearly not as abnormal as the Blood Clan. However, with the replenishment of the mutated ant's blood essence, it would not be easy for these eight-striped flying ants to kill him.
In particular, these golden-patterned ants contained the strange energy from the water moon stones. Under the transformation of this energy, Ding Ning could almost foresee Millies becoming stronger and stronger, and eventually killing the eight-striped flying ants.
This made his mood very ugly. Millies was someone on his death list. If he became stronger, who knew what kind of trouble he would bring to Ding Ning in the future. Ding Ning was not afraid, but what about his women? If Millies attacked his women, with his speed, it would really be impossible to guard against him.
However, Ding Ning was busy at the moment, and he had to lead the team that had just been formed to fight a bloody path. He did not have the time to kill Millies.
Thus, Ding Ning quickly made a decision. Even if he had to abandon these ant corpses, he could not let this threat, Millies, continue to live.
The wind rose!
A small tornado suddenly appeared. In this Ten Thousand Ant Desert, water elements were very rare, but there was absolutely no shortage of wind elements.
The small tornado frantically absorbed the surrounding wind elements, and very quickly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it became a giant tornado that covered the sky. It rushed in a straight line towards the terrifying swarm of ants. Everywhere it passed, the ants were sucked in without any ability to resist, and in an instant, a straight and spacious path was cleared.
Ding Ning stopped in his tracks and said in a low voice to Dragon Xiaotian, who he had specially arranged to follow behind him, "You have not made a move yet, which means that you are not ready. Now, I have something to do. Lead the team and follow the tornado, and you will be able to walk out of the encirclement of the ants."
Dragon Xiaotian looked at him with a complicated gaze, and nodded. He and the Long family members, who also had complicated expressions, lowered their heads and followed the tornado.
The team cheered. Although they did not know why Ding Ning would suddenly think of such a way to lead them out of this situation, they were very wise not to ask any questions, and quickly followed behind the Long family members.
It was just that everyone who passed by Ding Ning would salute him with their eyes full of gratitude and awe. Of course, there were also people with extremely complicated eyes, such as the Dark Congress, the Descendants of God Organization, and the Fusang Samurai.
But no matter what, no matter how much they hated Ding Ning in their hearts, they had no choice but to accept his kindness at this time. They looked deeply at him and ran forward with large strides.
Anyone with eyes knew that once the tornado appeared, the ants had already started to flee out of their instinctive fear of nature. They plunged into the yellow sand, and they were actually already safe.
When Master Wu Tong passed by Ding Ning, he stopped in his tracks. He did not say anything, but solemnly led the monks to bow to him with their palms pressed together. There was a clear look in his eyes, as if he had achieved great enlightenment.
Ding Ning smiled and nodded, "Congratulations, Master!"
Even though Master Wu Tong had become a real eminent monk, he still could not help but show a happy expression. For many years, the Tianyin Temple had not had another expert in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Although he had not really broken through, he had already touched the thin bottleneck, and it was only a matter of time before he broke through. How could he not be overjoyed?
He solemnly bowed with his palms pressed together again, nodded with a smile, and turned to leave. Master Kongming seemed to feel that this was a little impolite, and explained to Ding Ning in a low voice, "Martial Uncle is about to break through, and he practices silent meditation, so he can't speak. Benefactor, please don't blame him."
Ding Ning nodded in understanding. He had heard of this kind of Buddhist practice method. He did not understand its principle, but it should be to keep the Primordial Gang and the Essence Qi. When he was about to break through a realm, practicing silent meditation could quickly stabilize the realm after the breakthrough. Anyway, there were many Buddhist practice methods that ordinary people could not understand.
Seeing that Ding Ning did not mean to blame him, Master Kongming quietly sighed in relief, bowed with his palms pressed together, and turned to leave. Previously, his attitude towards Ding Ning had been wavering.
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