Medical Sovereign

The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the chaos of the world is for profit. In the face of huge interests, there are always people who take risks and make people have to be cautious.

This is a very simple thinking, but it is also a cruel fact, which makes people feel ironic and sad, but this is human nature, the most difficult to guess and the most untested human nature!

If they change places, they will kill without hesitation. There is no right or wrong, it's just because of their interests.

Ding Ning quietly led the crowd to move a little bit, just right for the reinforcements from both sides to arrive at the same time, and made the illusion that the black-blooded people were surrounded, forcing the black-blooded people to go all out, so a tragic battle took place in Ding Ning The ingenious arrangement broke out in an instant.

There are a large number of demon clan reinforcements, thousands of people, but the peak demon king has less than a hundred people, and most of them are strong in the middle and late stages of the demon king, which is supposed to be a good strength.

However, the black-blooded people came out in full force. Although there were only six or seven hundred people, and their cultivation levels varied, the number of strong men far exceeded that of the reinforcements on the wall. There were several strong men who had only half-stepped into the divine realm. Ten, there are more than three hundred peak demon kings.

Therefore, as soon as the battle was fought, the monster clan reinforcements fell like rain like stubble, and were killed abruptly.

Ding Ning and the demon kings had discussed it long ago. They mingled in the crowd and yelled that the battle seemed fierce, but in fact they were all working and not working hard, so as to wear down the strength of the demon clan's reinforcements.

The black-blooded people did not expect that the previous men in black had been wiped out. After plunging headlong into the "encirclement", they felt the desire to retreat, and tried their best to fight a bloody road to escape.

But I didn't expect that the Yaozu was so weak, and they killed hundreds of them in a round of concentrated fire as soon as they came up. Immediately, their confidence was greatly increased, and they were not in a hurry to escape.

The monster clan reinforcements secretly complained. They didn't expect these black blood clansmen to be so powerful and cause so many casualties as soon as they came up. No wonder the Wingman Alliance asked them for help.

But it has to be said that although this round of killing has lost troops and generals, it also made the demon clan reinforcements feel the same hatred against the enemy. If these black-blooded alien races cannot be wiped out, the entire Ten Thousand Monsters will be enslaved by the alien race, and they will have no way to escape.

As a result, the reinforcements rose up to counterattack, desperately stabilized the situation, and began to counterattack frantically, but the difference in strength was too great, and the monster clan's reinforcements kept falling.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter that Ding Ning guessed that it was almost done, so he secretly transmitted the sound, and the demon kings who had been playing soy sauce showed their real strength and started a sharp counterattack.

The battle became intense in an instant. The black-blooded people who had been fighting for most of the night were exhausted, and the ones who were killed by this new force quietly recuperating fell like rain.

In particular, He Xiang, a serious and ecstasy-level powerhouse, has hatred in his heart. If it weren't for the bewitching of these black-blooded bastards, how could the apprentice he taught himself stab him in the back? How could the tribe betray?

In terms of strength, he already crushed the enemy, and after most of the night of cultivation, the wound has basically healed, and the sword control technique he used was unpredictable, quietly harvesting the black blood powerhouse who had stepped into the god Life is simply a one-sided massacre.

With the continuous fall of the black-blooded half-stepped gods, the morale of the monster clan is like a rainbow, and the shouts of killing are loud, and the black-blooded people are retreating steadily. Wonderful, they joined hands to block He Xiang's killing, and managed to maintain the situation, otherwise the Black Blood tribe would have been defeated for thousands of miles.

At this point in the battle, although the overall situation cannot be said to be settled, it is only a matter of time before the defeat of the black-blooded people. Instead, Ding Ning secretly raised his vigilance.

The old donkey hasn't made a move so far, which shows that the black-blooded man must have some useless cards, otherwise he wouldn't have deliberately pushed the black-blooded man to such an extent.

Sure enough, with the black blood man's inescapable escape, the constant battle...

Falling, the leader finally couldn't bear it anymore, and released a red flare into the sky.

Roar!

The terrifying coercion rose up, like the power of heaven, which made people tremble from the depths of their souls.

Everyone was terrified, and looked towards the direction of rising pressure with pale faces. He Xiang's expression changed drastically, and he lost his body and screamed: "The demon insect of Huashen level."

"Don't worry, everyone. Naturally, someone will deal with him. Now, let's kill all these black blood bastards together."

Ding Ning's clear and bright voice suddenly resounded, which relieved the depression and fear in everyone's hearts. As long as someone in the Transformation God Realm monster worms dealt with them, they would still be afraid.

It's just that everyone quickly realized that there was a strange look on their faces. Where did the Wan Yao leader come from to resist the Huashen-level monster insects? How did Ding Ning know?

Especially Yiren Patriarch, for the first time began to doubt Ding Ning's origin, did he really come from the Great Wilderness? Who is standing behind him?

boom!

There were loud noises that shook the mountains in the distance, and the God-level demon insect was stopped by someone, and it roared angrily.

That terrifying fighting power seems to destroy the world, and the distance makes everyone tremble with fear.

hiss!

Ding Ning didn't bother to explain, in order to end the battle as soon as possible and reduce casualties, he summoned the Spider God to join the battle.

The black-blooded people were already at a disadvantage, and their hole cards were blocked by an unknown strong man. At a time when people were panicking, the Spider God's participation in the battle was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Their morale collapsed, and ghosts and wolves howled everywhere. flee.

But Ding Ning had already made the preparations to wipe them out. Where would they be allowed to escape, the army of monsters and insects emerged from all directions, and the battlefield was completely surrounded.

The black-blooded people had no escape, but their desperation inspired the ruthlessness in their bones. As the saying goes, the mourners must win. Once these alien races hold the determination to die, their combat power will suddenly increase, regardless of the crazy output of consumption. Instead, time suppressed the demon clan, and demon kings continued to fall.

The spider silk in the mouth of the Spider God spewed out like a horse, taking away the lives of the black-blooded people.

He Xiang was even more sword radiant, crazily slaughtering these crazy black-blooded aliens.

Ding Ning kept staring at the leader of the black-blooded man, always on guard against him spreading the curse of the plague like the previous leader of the man in black, because among so many people present, he was the only one who looked completely human.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of self-explosion sounded one after another, with black blood and screams one after another, but unexpectedly, it was no longer those demon kings who blew themselves up this time, but the desperate black-blooded people.

This wave of self-explosion took away the lives of more than a dozen demon kings in an instant, making Ding Ning want to burst into tears, but there was nothing he could do. After all, self-explosion was extremely powerful, and it was not so easy to avoid it in time.

What comforted him was that Spider God and He Xiang, the two powerhouses of Huashen level, took timely measures. They no longer focused on killing people, but kept an eye on those black-blooded people who were in dire straits. If there is a sign of self-explosion, kill it immediately so that it cannot self-explode.

Although the leader of the black-blooded people is a strong man who has half stepped into the divine realm and is extremely powerful, he is still full of dangers and can't take care of himself under the joint siege of Yiren Patriarch and Zi Que'er.

If the two of them hadn't received Ding Ning's sound transmission instructions, coupled with the curse of the plague, they would have killed him on the spot long ago.

With the desperate efforts of the black-blooded people, the battle situation became fierce again. Although Spider God and He Xiang tried their best to stop them, they still couldn't completely prevent the black-blooded people from self-destructing. He was dragged to be buried.

Ding Ning watched the familiar faces disappearing one after another, feeling very uncomfortable, holding two fangs, and frantically unfolded

kill.

bang bang bang!

Roar!

The brutal fighting lasted until noon and basically ended. Except for the leader of the black-blooded man who was still lingering, the rest of the black-blooded men were all put to death.

It's just that the price paid was extremely heavy. The total number of surviving demon kings was less than fifty, and basically all of them were wounded and exhausted.

Ding Ning didn't dare to be careless, so he sent them to stay away from the battlefield to prevent them from being affected by the curse of the leader of the black blood.

Everyone ran away as promised, even Hexiang and Spider God were forced to leave by him, leaving only the Yiren Patriarch, Zi Que'er and Ding Ning.

The leader of the black-blooded man was suppressed by the two together. Now that Ding Ning joined the battle circle, the pressure suddenly increased. In a panic, half of his body was cut off by the extremely fast cutting of the ancestor of the winged man.

"retreat!"

Ding Ning was afraid that the leader of the black-blooded people would release the plague, so he shouted violently.

Yiren Patriarch and Zi Que'er pulled back without hesitation, broke away from the battle group, and stopped a thousand meters away.

"No, Ding Ning didn't retreat."

After standing still, Zi Que'er realized that Ding Ning did not leave with them, and couldn't help but lost her voice.

Ancestor Yiren's eyes were deep, and he said softly: "Since he won't retreat, he must have a way to deal with it."

Zi Que'er suddenly remembered the fire of Nirvana, so she nodded in agreement, and fixed her eyes on Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's two fangs were like the scythe of death, and they never left the throat of the leader of the black-blooded man. He, who had been severely injured, did not even have time to heal his wounds, and let out angry roars like a trapped animal.

Ding Ning had to admit that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the strength of a half-stepped god is indeed so powerful that it makes one's heart palpitate. Even the leader of the black-blooded man who has been severely injured is not something he can take down in a short while. .

Of course, this also has a lot to do with him being constantly on guard against the opponent's dog jumping off the wall to release the plague curse, and not daring to go all out.

"Do you think this will kill us? Quack, we are immortal, and we will come back soon."

The leader of the black-blooded man had gloomy eyes, a look of madness on his face, and a creepy laugh.

Ding Ning's heart moved, and he secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Maybe others can be resurrected through reincarnation, but you, it's impossible."

The black-blooded man paused, his face suddenly changed, and he stared at Ding Ning with wide eyes in fear: "Who are you? How do you know about reincarnation?"

Ding Ning grinned, and the two fangs in his hands instantly turned into Tianmie. Taking advantage of the distraction of the leader of the black-blooded man, he chopped off his head with a single knife, and then waved Tianmie non-stop. , abruptly smashed the leader of the black blood into thousands of pieces.

"Idiot, I know a lot. Now that you have lost your soul and cut off your reincarnation path, let me see how you will come back. I really think I am a big gray wolf."

Ding Ning took out the fire egg protection as if he was facing a big enemy, and opened his sky eyes again, confirming that the leader of the black-blooded man was shattered before even releasing the curse of the plague, he was relieved, and whispered in a low voice.

The annihilation talisman is really a good thing, it can annihilate everything, including the opponent's soul.

In fact, the leader of the black-blooded man is also aggrieved. Although he has awakened the pure blood of the black-blooded plague clan, he is reincarnated after all. Perhaps it is the suppression of Kunpeng's will that makes such people lose the ability to actively release the plague curse. It can be released with the remaining sanity at the moment of dying.

Ding Ning's words disturbed his mind, and then decisively smashed his body into thousands of pieces and strangled his soul, causing him to be dissipated before he even had time to release the final ultimate move, and disappeared without a trace.

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