After secretly communicating with the God of Plague's Fang, Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry. He felt that this right fang was not only arrogant, but also a little cunning.
According to what it said, its right fang was smarter than the left fang, so it awakened its consciousness first.
It was precisely because it had consciousness that it began to learn to be picky about food. It liked to devour all evil substances and energy and was resistant to "stinky dog sh * t" such as vitality and righteousness.
However, the left fang was different. It had not awakened its own consciousness, so it could not distinguish between good and evil. It was also not picky about food. Even if the food was splashed with "stinky dog sh * t", it could still eat it, so it encouraged Ding Ning to let the left fang "eat".
Ding Ning did not care whether it was the left fang or the right fang. As long as it could help, it was a good fang. He unceremoniously banished the right fang and took out the left fang to prepare to eat.
Kaboom!
A thunderous explosion instantly illuminated the entire world.
Ding Ning was shocked to realize that the sky was actually covered with thunderclouds. The horrifying power of heaven filled the air. Rays of purple lightning transformed into lightning snakes dancing wildly in the air. It actually dispersed part of the black fog with one strike.
"Is it that even the heavens are unhappy with it? That's why they sent down lightning to punish these evil black fog. "
Ding Ning muttered to himself.
However, as the second bolt of lightning descended, it actually formed a beam of light that bombarded the black fog. Using the lightning to disperse the black fog, he actually saw Ling Yun and Angel, who was dressed in men's clothing. His expression changed drastically.
He never thought that this was not a heavenly punishment, but Ling Yun and Angel's Retribution.
Are they crazy? They actually dared to undergo Retribution in the black fog.
Ding Ning was furious. If he did not understand the black fog, he might still admire Ling Yun and Angel's courage. However, after understanding what the black fog was, his heart instantly tightened to his throat.
According to the inherited memory of the right fang, this black mist was refined into an extremely evil item by extracting the resentment and negative emotions of the remnant soul from the corpse using extremely cruel methods before the soul completely dissipated after the death of the living. It was refined into an extremely evil item using a special method.
This refining method was extremely cruel and insidious. The person whose remnant soul was extracted would turn into ashes, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation. The black fog that was refined was the most ancient source of plagues. Even in the Mythological Era, where the strong were as numerous as the clouds, people would still turn pale at the mention of it. It was feared like a tiger, so it was called the Corpse Devil Plague Source.
The most terrifying thing about the Demonic Corpse Plague Source was its speed of transmission. As long as the living beings had insignificant wounds, they would be quickly corroded by the plague.
Various chaotic negative emotions invaded the brain of the living beings like parasites, controlling their thoughts and turning them into a tireless lunatic that only knew blood and killing.
When these parasitized living beings were overexerted, the plague source would take the opportunity to devour their negative emotions and continue to grow, turning into black fog to continue to corrode other living beings.
Of course, this was just one of the ways the Demonic Corpse Plague Source spread quickly. The most terrifying thing was that even if the living beings had no wounds, as long as they were in the Demonic Corpse Plague Source for a long time, they would also be corroded silently.
Although this method of corrosion was slow, it was more difficult and terrifying to deal with because it had a more hidden characteristic. There were no signs before it went crazy, and it was no different from a normal person. However, once it broke out, it would cause a devastating disaster.
In human terms, the plague spread in this way had a certain incubation period. The incubation period was different according to the physique of the living beings. The longest incubation period could even be as long as ten years. No one knew when it would suddenly break out.
However, although the right fang had the inherited memory of the Thousand-Eyed Plague God, after all, the degree of awakening was not high, and the memory obtained was not complete.
The Demonic Corpse Plague Source seemed to have been invented by a small character who had been bullied for a long time during the Mythological Era. With this Demonic Corpse Plague Source, that small character quickly became a terrifying devil. In the end, he aroused public anger and was killed by all the powerhouses.
However, although the devil was dead, his Demonic Corpse Plague Source did not dissipate because of this. It continued to wreak havoc in the world, and the once prosperous Mythological Era rapidly declined because of this. It could be said that if the Thousand-Eyed Plague God had not eaten it and eliminated this disaster unknowingly, perhaps all the living beings in the world would have been destroyed by the Demonic Corpse Plague Source in the end.
Ding Ning was very interested in the Mythological Era that the right fang mentioned. He did not know whether it belonged to the Archean Era or the Ancient Era. Unfortunately, the right fang was not sure either. The Thousand-Eyed Plague God was killed by Ding Ning before he was fully mature, so his inherited memory was incomplete. He could not tell the reason at all.
In fact, if it was not because the Demonic Corpse Plague Source was the Thousand-Eyed Plague God's favorite food, which made it the only nemesis of the Demonic Corpse Plague Source, and this inherited memory was especially deep, even the right fang would not have recognized the origin of the black fog.
The only difference from its memory was that the Demonic Corpse Plague Source in the Mythological Era did not contain the "smelly dog shit" that contained vitality. Therefore, the spread speed and power of this terrifying plague were reduced by many times.
Therefore, this was the reason why Ding Ning was not too worried. With the Plague God's fang, the nemesis of the plague, even if it was in the incubation period, it could instinctively sense the smell of the plague source.
However, Ding Ning was really anxious now. Ling Yun and Angel were going through the Heaven's Tribulation in the Demonic Corpse Plague Source. Wasn't this courting death?
If it was any other Heaven's Tribulation, Angel would not be afraid of the Heaven's Thunder Talisman, so Ding Ning would not be so worried. However, they were going through the Divine Martial Tribulation.
There was a Soul Tribulation in the Divine Martial Tribulation. It was not something that could be resisted even if one was not afraid of the Heaven's Thunder Tribulation. If one's willpower was not firm, they would be invaded by the Heart's Demon, and their souls would be annihilated if they failed to pass the tribulation.
Moreover, they were going through the tribulation in an environment where the Demonic Corpse Plague Source was everywhere. This thing loved to corrode and parasitize. Who knew if they would be taken advantage of by this thing?
Therefore, Ding Ning exploded. He no longer cared about hiding. His whole body was covered with a layer of Light Armor, and he leaped into the black fog like a War God of Light.
Bam!
An almost undetectable sound was heard. Ding Ning's expression was ugly as he was bounced back. He staggered and retreated more than ten steps before he managed to stabilize his body.
He did not expect this Ghost Barrier to have the ability to reflect damage. If it was not for the fact that his body was strong enough, the force of the rebound would have been enough to injure him.
"Sh * t, I don't believe that a stupid barrier can stop me."
Ding Ning was really anxious. He waved his left fang with a cold expression and stabbed it fiercely at the Black Fog Barrier.
Puff!
The Thousand-Eyed Plague God was indeed the nemesis of the Demonic Corpse Plague Source. The Plague Barrier with a strong reflective power was like a piece of paper in front of the fang. It was easily pierced through.
The left fang was not picky at all, just like the right fang said. It began to swallow like a whale sucking in water. The thick black fog kept surging and surging into the left fang at a speed visible to the naked eye. The gap was constantly expanding.
In the dense forest, the Demon Ghost held his hands behind his back. He looked up at the faintly visible purple lightning in the sky through the thick black fog. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "You want to use God's Retribution to break the barrier? Come on, I want to see which is stronger, the Curtain of Death or God's Retribution. "
"Found him!"
In the black fog, the black-clothed ghost-masked men searched for Ding Ning's trace along the edge of the barrier like a headless fly. Just as they were struggling to find any trace of him, the movement of the left fang breaking the barrier alarmed them. They saw Ding Ning holding the fang and seemed to be absorbing the black fog.
They seemed to be absorbing the black mist. They were not moved at all. Their eyes shrouded in black mist were calm as they sprinted towards Ding Ning in the black mist like ghosts.
"Are you here to die? Great, I don't have a place to vent my anger. "
Ding Ning soon found these ghost slaves that had become walking corpses. There was a sharp murderous intention at the corner of his mouth.
As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion. Previously, he was anxious to stop Lingyun and Angel. But now he calmed down. He knew that since God's Retribution had come, even if he rushed there, it would be useless.
After all, they could only rely on themselves to overcome the inner demon. Even if he stayed by their side, he could not help at all.
This made him upset. Seeing that these ghost slaves were reckless and wanted to make trouble for him, he found a channel to vent his anger that he had nowhere to vent.
The Demon Ghost thought that even if the combat power of these ghost slaves was not as good as that strange "old man", they were immortal in the black fog. It would be easy for them to stall him for an hour.
But he did not expect that the strange "old man" happened to have the God of Plague's fang that could restrain the Curtain of Death. So, these ghost slaves were in a tragedy.
Their biggest reliance was that they could be replenished by the energy of the black fog. They were immortal, so even if they were fighting, they did not dodge. They had the attitude of exchanging injury for injury and life for life.
The first ghost slave pounced on him as if he was throwing himself into his arms. His body was easily penetrated by the God of Plague's fangs and greedily devoured the plague energy in his body. Although the black fog was constantly replenishing his vitality, it was not as fast as the speed of the fangs devouring.
Ding Ning suddenly thought of the immortal ghost that Lang Rong mentioned. He realized that these guys might not be so easy to kill, but he did not believe that they could come back to life after being dismembered.
After the first ghost slave turned into a mummy, Ding Ning shook his wrist hard, picked up the mummy and threw it into the air, and instantly performed the Cattle-butchering Skill. When the mummy fell on the ground, it had become a mess of broken bones.
Although these ghost slaves could talk and fight, in essence, they were just dead people. Seeing their companions were cut into pieces, their eyes did not change at all. They still rushed forward one after another, twisting their arms and hugging their thighs like gangsters on the street.
Ding Ning was so angry that he almost laughed. He was not afraid of living people, let alone these dead people. He punched and kicked away these disgusting things. He fully performed Cattle-butchering Skill without any scruples. In the blink of an eye, the team of ten people was dismembered into parts on the ground.
But something horrifying happened. The dismembered corpses scattered on the ground were constantly squirming under the dense black fog and were pieced together at a very fast speed. Except for the mummy that was dismembered into bones, the other nine ghost slaves were as good as before. They continued to throw themselves at him with dull eyes.
A touch of shock flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. He did not expect that the vitality energy contained in the black fog was so strange that it could put the dismembered corpses together again. This was too terrible.
Fortunately, he had the fang. Otherwise, although these ghost slaves could not pose any threat to him, they would annoy him very much.
Immediately, he was patient. He first used the fang to devour the evil energy in their bodies and then dismembered their corpses. Although it was a little troublesome, they could never be resurrected in this way.
When he found that the faces of these ghost slaves were disfigured, Ding Ning realized that they were probably the people of the Ghost Hunting Tribe. A touch of pity flashed in his eyes.
This group of people was blinded by hatred. Who had turned them into monsters that were neither human nor ghost? Was it the Demon Ghost? Or was it someone else?
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