Now, the strength and influence that Ding Ning displayed made him not dare to underestimate him. He was worried that Ding Ning would hold a grudge against the Tianyin Temple because of this.
He had come here to explain to express his goodwill and repair their relationship. Moreover, it was thanks to Ding Ning that Wutong was able to break through to the Holy Martial Arts Realm. He was truly grateful.
Although in Ding Ning's eyes, breaking through to the Holy Martial Arts Realm was not a big deal, it was a sensational event for the Tianyin Temple that had not had a Holy Martial Artist for a long time. The Tianyin Temple had to accept this favor.
"Son of the Holy Light, do you need us to stay behind and help?"
The two red-robed archbishops of the Holy Church asked respectfully. They were both sly old foxes. How could they not tell that Ding Ning was deliberately staying behind to deal with Millies?
As enemies of the Dark Parliament, they understood the Blood Race better than ordinary people. They were afraid that Ding Ning would fail miserably because he did not know how difficult it was to deal with the Blood Race.
Ding Ning felt a great headache about the Holy Church. His personality was like this. If someone treated him well, he would treat them wholeheartedly. Even if he felt that the Holy Church had ill intentions and was expressing goodwill to him to obtain the light, he would not be able to keep them at arm's length.
Therefore, he used a gentler tone to reject them. "It's different. It's just a vampire."
"Son of the Holy Light, the life force of a dirty vampire is very strong. Even if there is only a drop of blood left, it can be revived. Unless there are some special items, it is very difficult to kill it."
One of the red-robed archbishops took out a glass bottle with a serious expression and handed it to him. "This is filled with Holy Water. It is filled with holy power and can cause great harm to the Blood Race."
"Isn't Holy Water one of the seven Holy Artifacts of the Holy Church?"
Ding Ning did not stand on ceremony. He took the holy water and sized it up, asking with great interest.
The red-robed archbishops smiled in relief. "That's right. Holy Water is indeed one of the seven Holy Artifacts, but it is different from the other Holy Artifacts. It is a Holy Artifact that exists to bless and spread the faith of the Lord. It exists for all believers to bathe in the Lord's holy light. It is not unique, and everyone carries it with them."
Ding Ning finally understood. This thing was not a limited edition and could be sold in bulk. It was also something that had a strong restraining and killing power against dark creatures. He could already sense a trace of holy power from the Holy Water.
"Good stuff!"
Ding Ning opened the bottle cap and felt it. His eyes were filled with amazement, and he could not help but exclaim in admiration.
He didn't expect the Holy Church to be so resourceful. The water was just ordinary water, but the Holy Church somehow merged Holy Light into the water, giving it the special effect of suppressing dark creatures and curing all kinds of diseases for ordinary people.
This made him very interested in this method. After all, it was impossible to preserve something that had a form but no substance. However, the Vatican had forcefully melted something that had no mass into water and preserved it. It was not an exaggeration to say that this method was a miracle.
"Naturally. Otherwise, why would Holy Water be known as a Sacred artefact?"
The Arch-Cardinal said proudly, his wrinkled face smiling like an old chrysanthemum.
"Alright then, I'll gladly accept this holy water. When I have time, I'll pay a visit to His Highness the Pope. You guys can leave first."
Ding Ning was creeped out by his laughter. He waved his hand and said perfunctorily.
"Then we'll be waiting."
The two Arch-Cardinals nodded with smiles on their faces as if they had received a great promise. After bowing deeply, they turned around and left with the Holy Knights.
Ding Ning rubbed his nose speechlessly. If it was possible, he really didn't want to have anything to do with the Holy Church. However, at the thought of this Holy Water, he felt that he really had to find some time to pay that Pope a visit. At the very least, he had to figure out how this Holy Water was' blended '. Figuring this out would be of great help to him in understanding the nature of the world.
If it was in the past, he would never have taken the initiative to go to the Holy Church. However, he was no longer the same as before, and he had no fear now.
He had even met the top masters of the three realms like the Human Emperor, the Immortal Emperor, and Emperor Hades. He really didn't think that the Pope would be a threat to him. Even the God of Light behind him didn't think that he could gain any advantage in front of the Crane Ancestor. Therefore, he was very confident now.
He had a vague feeling that other people needed to have a state of mind that matched their own realm in order to cultivate. However, he didn't have any bottlenecks, and his state of mind was already sufficient. However, he needed to comprehend the nature of the world in order to break through quickly.
He glanced at Millies, who was still fighting with the eight-trace blood ant. He had to admit that the eight-striped rod was really awesome. The tornado scared away all the ants, but they didn't move at all. They looked like they wouldn't stop until they killed Millies. It seemed that Millies' act of eating ants had completely infuriated them.
Ding Ning frowned. He realized that after Millies swallowed two six-trace blood flying ants, his strength suddenly skyrocketed. Even his shriveled body had returned to normal, and he looked energetic. When he was fighting with hundreds of eight-trace blood flying ants, he even looked at Ding Ning provocatively.
This guy's strength had skyrocketed, and so had his confidence. Ding Ning sneered disdainfully. He wasn't moved by his provocation at all.
Do you really think I'm stupid? Now that all the flying ants except for the eight-trace blood flying ant had fled, Millies no longer had any flying ants to eat. This guy was clearly provoking Ding Ning so that Ding Ning would join the battle and share some of the pressure.
Although the eight-trace blood flying ant had a relatively high level of intelligence, it definitely wouldn't think that the enemy of its enemy was its friend. If Ding Ning joined the battle now, it would only make the eight-striped rod think that he was provoking them. It would be strange if they didn't gang up on him.
Therefore, even if Ding Ning wanted to kill this guy right now, he had to be patient and see how long Millies could last.
But soon, when he saw Millies grab an eight-trace blood flying ant and stuff it into his mouth, Ding Ning's expression changed. Meng Ran realized that she had been tricked. Millies was deliberately provoking him not to use him to share the pressure, but to make him suspicious so that he could buy time to digest the energy of the six-trace blood flying ant.
Now that the energy had been digested, his strength had skyrocketed again, and he had the ability to hunt the eight-trace blood flying ant.
"Go to hell!"
Ding Ning's expression was as gloomy as water. He had actually been tricked by this stinky bat. This made him feel very ashamed, and he attacked out of anger.
"Hehehe, do you think I'm still at your mercy? It's not that easy to kill me. "
Millies's figure flashed, and his speed was as fast as a ghost. He easily dodged Ding Ning's fist, and he laughed insolently. His cold eyes were full of mockery.
Ding Ning's heart sank. He didn't expect Millies's speed to increase once again. Millies's normal speed had already reached the speed when he burned his blood essence, and he was already on par with Ding Ning's speed. If he burned his blood essence, even Ding Ning might not be able to catch up.
The most frightening thing was that Millies's speed had increased after digesting the six-trace blood flying ant's energy. He had just devoured an eight-trace blood flying ant, and he didn't dare to imagine how terrifying his speed would be once he digested all the energy.
Of course, if he transformed into a Golden Roc and displayed the true speed of a Golden Roc, Millies wouldn't be able to match his speed. However, unless he had no other choice, he really didn't want to transform and expose his demon form.
"Hmph, your speed has just increased a little. With these eight-trace blood flying ants blocking your way, let's see where you can escape to."
Ding Ning wasn't at a disadvantage verbally, and he naturally wouldn't be at a disadvantage verbally. He was secretly testing Millies.
Millies didn't suspect anything. He felt the earth-shattering changes in his body, and he laughed heartily. "Hahaha, speed is just one aspect. When I finish digesting the energy of this eight-trace blood flying ant, I can evolve into a Duke. At that time, it will be your time of death."
Ding Ning's heart trembled, but his face revealed a look of disdain. "So what if you evolve into a Vampire Duke? You will still be defeated by me."
"Defeated by me? Hehehe, you think too highly of yourself. A Blood Kindred Duke is an existence equivalent to the Initial Stage of the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Even if he is suppressed here, he is still not someone that a kid at the Divine Martial Arts Realm like you can contend with. "
Millies had a fanatical look on his face, and his aura continued to rise.
Ding Ning secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Damn, he had thought that a Duke was powerful, but it turned out that he was only at the Initial Stage of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, and his cultivation was the same. But don't forget, he had a physical body at the Peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, so he still had an absolute advantage.
But what Millies said next made his heart sink. "A Blood Kindred Duke is not someone that you ignorant human warriors can compare to. There is a huge gap between Marquis and Duke, but once you break through, you will reach the heavens in a single step. Your strength is more than ten times that of a human in the Initial Stage of the Holy Martial Arts Realm."
"So what if that's the case? Since I said that I will kill you, you must die today, "Ding Ning said coldly.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed an eight-trace blood flying ant that had come to attack him. His finger was like a knife, and he forcefully cut open its shell and squeezed out its blood. He forcefully signed a master-servant contract with it, and put it in the medicine spiritual ring.
"Eh, a storage ring?"
Millies exclaimed in surprise. He looked at the medicine spiritual ring with greed in his eyes. It was not his fault that he did not have good foresight. The main thing was that there were no blacksmiths in the West, and he had been eyeing the storage rings of the Eastern warriors for a long time. He did not expect that there would be a storage ring that could store living things.
"Do you want it? I have a lot of them. Be obedient and recognize me as your master, and I will reward you with two. "
Ding Ning proudly took out a storage ring and weighed it in his hand, showing off. He casually grabbed an eight-trace blood flying ant and forcefully signed a master-servant contract with it.
Millies's eyes were red. He grinned and said, "Good, very good. When you are dead, these will all be mine."
"Dream on!"
Ding Ning leisurely strolled around, continuously grabbing eight-trace blood flying ants to sign a master-servant contract. At the same time, he fought with Millies. He was afraid that Millies would devour more flying ants and evolve to a higher Prince level.
But it was obvious that he had worried too much. The Blood Kindred needed to hold an ancient ceremony to promote their rank. In other words, Millies could only evolve to the current Duke level. If he did not go through a ceremony to have the entire Blood Kindred recognize his Duke title, even if eight-trace flying ants lined up for him to eat, he would not be able to break through to the Prince level.
Therefore, it was very difficult for the Blood Kindred to break through to the next rank. Most of the Blood Kindred might not be able to break through to the next rank even after hundreds or thousands of years. Breaking through two ranks in a row was even more unheard of.
Millies's aura gradually stabilized, and his overall aura was at least twice as strong as before. This made Ding Ning feel a faint threat.
But it was just a threat. He really did not care about a mere Duke. Of course, if Millies were to run for his life, it would be a headache for him.
Therefore, Ding Ning could only pretend that he was not a match for Millies and fight him with great difficulty. He looked for an opportunity to take him down in one fell swoop, lest Millies turned and fled.
Those eight-trace flying ants were not fools. Seeing that their companions were either eaten or captured, they finally understood that these two were not to be trifled with. They simply turned around and dispersed.
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