"What? As a Divine Servant, my words don't work? How can master come back in a short time after conquering this island? Send me to downtown Ninghai immediately. With the speed of the flying boat, it will take at most half an hour to go back and forth. It won't delay the business. "
Ye Xiao's face darkened, and he said coldly with extreme displeasure, "Even if master knows, he won't blame you. Everything will be taken care of by me. If I starve to death, you have to consider how to bear the master's anger."
The two Divine Slaves agreed. The Divine Servant was now a useless person without any cultivation. If he really starved to death, they couldn't explain it to the Divine Son.
What's more, if they really annoyed this new Divine Servant, they would have a hard time in the future as long as the Divine Son whispered something in his ear.
"Well, let's send the Divine Servant to eat now."
The two Divine Slaves quickly made a decision. It would take at most half an hour to eat, and the Divine Son would not come back so soon. Therefore, they drove the flying boat to downtown Ninghai quickly.
"Don't … don't come over. I'm just following orders. If you want to take revenge, don't look for me."
In a gloomy gray space, the small-eyed Divine Slave was shivering all over. He looked at the old couple on the fishing boat that he had just killed and shouted in horror.
He didn't know what was going on. Just as he was about to rush up to the island and start a massacre so that he could perform well in front of the Divine Son, he felt his vision blur. He appeared in this eerie space and saw the old couple he had killed earlier.
"Hehe, this Yin-Yang Five Elements Reversal Formation is really interesting. This kid actually thinks of us as deadly ghosts."
The old man said with a smile, stroking his neatly trimmed beard.
"Humph, disregarding human life and killing innocent people. Such scum should go to hell after death. Don't dawdle, kill them quickly."
The old lady angrily stared at the small-eyed Divine Slave and urged him.
Fortunately, they were a couple. If they were ordinary fishermen, they would have been dead by now.
"Well, this bullshit Death Temple dared to chase you for more than 40 years. Let me help you vent your anger today."
The old man reached out and took out a large kitchen knife from nowhere. He looked at the small-eyed Divine Slave as if he was looking at a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"So you're not ghosts? Aiyo, you scared me to death. It's good that you're not a ghost, good that you're not a ghost. "
The small-eyed God Slave finally reacted. Instead of being shocked, he patted his chest and almost cried tears of joy.
He was afraid of ghosts, not humans. Although he was only a bottom-feeder in the temple, in the secular world, he was a god. What could mere ants in the secular world do to him?
"Hehe, this kid is afraid of ghosts but not humans. Doesn't he know that sometimes humans are scarier than ghosts?"
The old man said with a smile as he swaggered toward the other party with a large kitchen knife in his hand.
A hint of mockery appeared in the small-eyed slave's eyes, and a terrifying aura suddenly radiated from his body. He arrogantly crooked his finger at the old man and said, "Old man, ant-like things actually want to slaughter the divine dragons of the Nine Heavens. Since you were lucky enough to survive, it won't be too late for me to send you to the afterlife now."
"Alright, this old man is tired of living. You can send this old man to the next world."
The old man didn't get angry. He just kept smiling and had a harmless expression on his face.
Although the small-eyed God Slave spoke very casually, how could he not be careful when this old couple appeared in such a strange place?
However, he had absolute confidence in himself. The cultivators in the secular world were at most Demigods, but when it came to cultivation techniques and combat skills, they could not be compared to the people of the temple. Their combat power was not on the same level.
Furthermore, this old man's footsteps were light and the spiritual power around him was scattered. He must have cultivated a low-level cultivation technique. Not to mention the fact that he could not be a Demigod, even if he was, he would not be a match for the small-eyed God Slave.
"Old thing, go and die."
The small-eyed God Slave's eyes shone with a ferocious light. His fist was wrapped in a ball of spiritual power as he fiercely punched the old man's face. It was as if he could already see the old man's head exploding like a watermelon. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.
The old man waved the large kitchen knife calmly and casually, as if he was a chef chopping carrots. There was not the slightest trace of anger.
However, the small-eyed God Slave's expression changed. It was such a casual knife, but it made him feel that he could not resist it and could not resist it at all.
In his senses, everything seemed to have come to a standstill. Only the gigantic blade light, which seemed to be able to split the heavens and earth apart, filled his entire mind with an awe-inspiring divine might, causing him to be so terrified that even his soul was trembling.
"No, impossible. What kind of knife technique is this? I don't even have the ability to resist it … "
The small-eyed God Slave stared at the back of the old man, who had already put away the knife and turned to leave as if nothing had happened. He let out an unwilling roar. However, before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly. His body was strangely split in the middle, and his body was split into two pieces, which fell to the ground with a thud.
What was shocking was that after the old couple supported each other and left, the body, which had a very smooth cut, suddenly started to bleed. The intestines and internal organs mixed with white brain juice and blood flowed all over the ground.
"Grandpa is really … bloody."
In the main hall of Paradise Island's castle, Ding Ning sat with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth. He sighed emotionally as he looked at the projection that was split into countless pieces on the wall.
Behind him, the old man from the Crane Tribe and many women were sitting on the chairs as if they were watching a movie. They were watching the projection with great interest.
"How powerful is Grandpa exactly? How can a Demigod powerhouse be as helpless as a chicken in his hands?"
Zi Que 'er asked with deep respect and curiosity in her eyes. She was confident that she could kill that Demigod powerhouse easily, but she would definitely not be able to do it as easily as the old man.
Even the few old men from the Crane Tribe were shocked because they could tell that Ding Ning's grandpa's attack did not exceed the range of a Demigod powerhouse, but it could instantly kill powerhouses of the same level. They knew that if they suppressed their cultivation to the same Demigod level, they would definitely not be a match for him. His control of power had reached the peak level.
"How powerful is he? To be honest, I'm afraid he doesn't even know himself. Anyway, I only know that he might be able to fight an Immortal powerhouse. I really don't know his exact cultivation. "
Ding Ning said with a bitter smile.
"Hubby, isn't he that crazy old man? How did he become your grandpa? "
He Ling 'er had seen the old man's prowess in the Ulun Valley and knew that he was very powerful. However, she could not figure out that such a terrifying person was actually Ding Ning's grandpa.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you when I have time in the future. Now, if anyone wants to try, you can tell Xi and ask her to let you into the formation."
Ding Ning did not go into detail about the process of reuniting with his grandparents and said excitedly.
"I want to try."
He Ming, who had just rushed back, rubbed his palms together and said. His eyes were shining with eagerness. He had traveled through half of the Divine Continent and understood the Heavenly Way. He already had a vague feeling that he could take that step, but he still lacked the experience of battle. These Demigod powerhouses trapped in the formation were the best opponents for him to spar with.
"I want to try as well."
Zi Que 'er's eyes lit up. Her hands had been itching for a long time, but Ding Ning did not say anything and she could not figure out what he was planning. She was too embarrassed to bring it up. Now that Ding Ning had spoken, she naturally would not miss this opportunity.
"Me, me too. I want to practice too." Kong Lei and He Ling 'er raised their hands excitedly and took the initiative to save their lives.
Although Bai Xun 'er and the others also wanted to sign up, they knew that the difference in strength between them and the people of the Divine Hall was too great. If they went in, they would not be training but sending themselves to death. This made them extremely depressed.
"It's alright. Go if you want to. Xi can control the formation to suppress their strength to the same level as you."
Seeing their frustration, Ding Ning said with a pleasant face.
"Really? Then I want to sign up. "
Ling Yun was the first to jump up and cheer. Ever since this girl fought in the Ulun Valley, she had become a battle maniac. Her hands would itch if she did not fight for a day. The men of the Clear Sky Security were almost traumatized by her.
"Me, I want to fight too."
Although Bai Xun 'er looked quiet and indifferent, she still had the battle instinct in her. She also raised her hand and asked to sign up.
"Me, I also want to participate."
"I also want to sign up."
"And me, Xi, I also want to fight."
…
Now, except for the three Miaomiao sisters, all the women of the Demon Clan raised their hands and asked to fight. It seemed that they had been holding back for a long time.
Since the women of the Demon Clan were so brave, how could the women of the Human Clan be willing to show weakness? Except for the two pregnant women, Ye Duxing and Ding Qianlie, and Luoxue, who disliked fighting the most, even Ying timidly raised her hand and strongly requested to fight to sharpen herself.
Ding Ning looked at Du Mosheng, Guan Shilin, and Qingyun, who also raised their hands, and couldn't help but say, "You guys don't have to. Alchemy is your main job. Fighting and killing are not suitable for you."
"Even Sister Xun 'er can fight. Why can't we?"
Du Mosheng did not want to accept this. This girl had always been competitive. She wanted to do what Bai Xun 'er could do.
"That's right, hubby. Didn't you say that the ancient alchemy techniques were all for the benefit of martial artists? Although Alchemy is our main profession, we are also martial artists. "
Qingyun said softly, but her tone was full of firmness.
"Yes, yes, yes, I want to be a chivalrous heroine like Sister Yun."
Guan Shilin nodded her little head like a chicken pecking rice and echoed repeatedly.
She did not worship anyone now, only Ling Yun. After all, like them, she had become a powerful warrior from an ordinary person.
"Xi, can you ensure their safety?"
Ding Ning was still not sure, so he asked Xi, who presided over the formation.
"No problem. At most, they will be injured and suffer a little, but they won't die."
Xi replied calmly.
Ding Ning felt at ease. "Well, since you want to ask for trouble, then go and have a try."
"Yeah! Long live husband, long live Sister Xi. "
Guan Shilin immediately cheered and shouted happily, which made a faint smile appear on Xi's cold face. She was very happy to be recognized by her sisters from the bottom of their hearts.
Ding Ning looked at the girls who were doing the preparation work excitedly and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. He really couldn't bear to see his wives suffer.
But the flowers in the greenhouse could never grow into towering trees. Strength came too easily, so it was easy for them to slack off. Suffering a little would help their cultivation.
Since there was such a rare opportunity, Ding Ning simply called Angel and Lee Eunhui and asked them to teleport over to experience the feeling of fighting.
Of course, it was voluntary. If they were unwilling, he would not force them.
But as expected, the two women did not hesitate at all. They immediately teleported over less than ten minutes after hanging up the phone.
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