In the west, three black dragons with two wings on their backs pull a cart. On top of the cart sits a handsome young man with dancing blue hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes, whose eyes are as bright as lightning.

Behind his chariot, in addition to the vast number of elite disciples of the Qingjiao tribe, there were also many impressive young talents from various races following him. It was none other than Ao Tu, the unparalleled genius of the Qingjiao tribe.

In the east, a giant white tiger with two wings on its back pulled a chariot across the sky. Standing on the chariot was a tall and tall man with black hair reaching his waist. He was holding his father-in-law's halberd and his eyes were shining brightly.

It is Lan Jue, the first genius of the Black Tiger Clan.

The top geniuses from the four major families each defended their side and surrounded him from all directions. They wanted to catch the turtle in the jar and vowed to kill Ding Ning!

"The commotion is really quite big. These four major families sent them to knock down the mountain and shake the tiger, and at the same time pull out the genius children of our Winged Human Race!"

Peng Tianao narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth: "If the best members of the younger generation of the four major families are lost here, I wonder if those old guys will regret this decision!"

"Brother, you are now at the peak of the Demon King. Is it appropriate to take action?"

Peng Tianjie asked worriedly.

"Is there anything inappropriate? Although I am already at the peak of the Demon King, I am not over five hundred years old. Naturally, I am considered a younger generation. I have not violated any rules. Even if I kill them all, they won't be able to say anything."

Peng Tianao was so arrogant that he looked down upon the world and said.

"Big brother is the best, hee hee!"

Peng Tianjie's eyebrows were curved, and she looked at her elder brother with admiration, and said with envy: "It would be great if I could break through to the peak of the Demon King before I am five hundred years old."

"You can definitely do it. Your ancestral blood has mutated, you are born with smooth wings, and your aptitude is far better than ordinary people. Your future prospects are limitless. You may be able to surpass the achievements of your ancestors, the Winged Emperors."

Peng Tianao smiled fondly and encouraged him softly.

"I don't dare to think about surpassing my ancestors. I will be satisfied if I can achieve half of the achievements of my elder brother."

Peng Tianjie playfully spit out her sweet tongue, her autumn eyes shining with longing.

"Let's go, let's get close to the battlefield first, and wait until the little guy can't hold on any longer before we take action."

Peng Tianao was very satisfied with Ding Ning's previous performance. Seeing that the four major families actually sent the most outstanding genius disciples of the younger generation to surround and kill him, there was already an undisguised cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Although he is ready to rescue at any time, he is not ready to take action now. After all, the Winged Human Race is a fighting race. The more desperate the situation, the greater the pressure, the more potential fighting talents and instincts can be stimulated. This is also a good thing for Ding Ning.

A grind.

However, Ding Ning's fighting power far exceeded his imagination. As he was constantly being chased and intercepted by elites of various ethnic groups, although he looked bloody and in a precarious situation, he was able to turn danger into danger and turn defeat into victory every time, not forgetting to collect the spoils of war.

Then he walked away.

This shocked Peng Tianao, because he had long seen that Ding Ning's true realm was not even a big demon. It was already amazing that he could kill a big demon by leapfrogging. He could also fight his way out of the encirclement and killed countless people.

The great demon, this fighting power is absolutely unparalleled.

"Our human race is about to produce a monster-level character."

Peng Tianao said excitedly, his usually calm eyes sparkling with a fiery color. He must save such a monster even if he loses his life. With him here, the re-emergence of the Winged Human Race will no longer be a thing.

Empty words.

Peng Tianjie's beautiful eyes were filled with sparkles. She had always admired her eldest brother the most, but at this moment, the object of her admiration was Ding Ning.

The eldest brother is an invincible genius at the same level, but this Ding Ning is a monster who can leapfrog and kill enemies. In terms of talent, even the eldest brother is far inferior.

Ding Ning was very upset. How come these guys came one after another to die as if they had a grudge against his father? Although he likes to collect ingredients, he doesn't collect all ingredients. Like the weasel before, he thought about that stinky fart.

There is no appetite whatsoever for the taste.

What made him most angry was that Huang Sheng of the Weasel Clan successfully escaped from him and became the only legendary figure who could fight him without dying. This made this guy very proud and became a being admired by thousands of people.

As a result, its successful experience inspired the enthusiasm of countless young people from the Demon Clan. Two young people from the Skunk Clan rushed forward without hesitation and wanted to copy Huang Sheng's path to success. Unfortunately, they died before they started. They pouted.

Butt Ding Ning knew it was bad and killed them as fast as possible without hesitation, but Stinky Butt just held back.

Unexpectedly, this move fulfilled Huang Sheng's wish again, making the guy even more jealous. Enjoying the admiration of everyone, he proudly declared that being a stinker without strength is in vain, and without strength, he will die in vain.

Well, now some of the demon youths who had looked down on Huang Sheng before were suddenly in awe. It turned out that he could not die just by relying on his stinky farts. He also had to have real strength to escape from the hands of the ghoul.

If Ding Ning knew that he had inexplicably obtained the title of a ghoul, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged. He was just passively collecting ingredients. How could he be a ghoul?

You can't blame these guys from the monster clan for giving them random nicknames. He is really too annoying. He just kills the monsters and doesn't even spare the corpses. So far, more than a hundred big monsters have died in his hands.

There are no corpses left in his hands, and so far only the corpses of the two brothers from the skunk tribe are thrown on the ground and no one cares about them.

"This guy likes to eat corpses. He must be a ghoul from the wilderness."

Someone's relatives and friends participated in the interception and were killed by Ding Ning, he said angrily.

In the wilderness, eating the corpses of prey is a normal thing, but in the Ten Thousand Demons Territory, few monsters will eat the corpses of their enemies. After all, the Ten Thousand Demons Territory is already equivalent to a rudimentary civilized society. Eating corpses

It is equivalent to eating the same kind. Only those monsters that have not yet transformed will become the meal.

Therefore, the residents in the Ten Thousand Monster Territory actually look down on the monsters in the wilderness, thinking that they are an uncivilized and ignorant race, a brutal and bloodthirsty monster tribe, so they like to eat the corpses of the transformed monsters.

All monsters are called ghouls.

"Whether he is a ghoul or not, he is really strong. Even so many monsters can't stop him. I seem to have seen the rise of a peerless genius."

The young girls from the demon clan, who were full of youthful feelings, looked at Ding Ning fighting in a bloody battle with spring-like eyebrows. They were deeply fascinated by the figure that looked like a god and a demon.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, the best geniuses from the four major families are surrounding him. He will definitely die this time."

Someone sneered sourly and threw cold water on the demon girls.

"The more this happens, the more I feel that he is extraordinarily brave. He is able to defeat the talented disciples of the four major families. Only when the four of them join forces does it prove that he is powerful enough."

A demon girl's unconvinced retort left some demon youths speechless and became even more jealous and hateful towards Ding Ning.

"kill!"

Ding Ning was covered in blood, and he was originally worried about the integrity of the ingredients. But with the addition of strong men in the early stage of the Demon King, he felt more and more strenuous, and he no longer cared about the integrity of the ingredients. Relying on his fast speed, he took

Using the tactic of flying kites, the powerful monsters surrounding them were killed one by one independently.

"He's dying, let's all come together!"

A big man from the lion clan who surrounded Ding Ning but had one of his arms torn off saw Ding Ning staggering and thought he was dying, so he shouted and rushed forward.

"MD, it's incomplete without an arm. It's a pity." Ding Ning turned around and tore it in half alive with his hands. When he put the body away, he glanced at the lion's legs on the ground that had been trampled into flesh.

He muttered with regret on his face.

Although his consciousness has been suppressed, he can still feel four faint and powerful auras from four directions firmly locked on him. He has not taken action yet. He is probably relying on his identity or wanting to consume his physical strength.

That's why he deliberately pretended to be exhausted in order to lure these guys into action.

Although he had killed so many monsters before, although his strength was extraordinary, it did not make him feel strenuous. He never showed his true strength and relied solely on his physical strength to fight, which can be regarded as a kind of training.

As for consumption, haha, just kidding, he is the body of Aoki. In addition, he has swallowed a lot of monster meat during this period, and the life essence is stored in his flesh and blood. Let alone fighting for a few hours, even if he fights continuously for a year

No problem at all.

Of course, since his spiritual consciousness was suppressed, he would still feel mentally exhausted, but he was able to persevere and save his ultimate move to wait for those strong men to take action.

"roar!"

A powerful mid-stage Lion Demon King with a majestic aura rushed over. Seeing the lion's legs that had already been rotted into pieces on the ground, he couldn't help but let out an angry roar: "Give me my brother's life."

"Back off, you've crossed the line!"

An old voice suddenly sounded, echoing over the entire Ten Thousand Demons Territory, and the lion king was blocked by a green light curtain that appeared out of thin air.

"It was King Huai who took action!"

Someone's expression changed and he murmured softly.

Ding Ning's face changed slightly, and he felt a little guilty. Who is this Sophora King? He seems very scary!

The powerful lion king roared unwillingly: "Lord King Huai, this is not a competition of skills. Is it wrong for me to avenge my brother?"

"Hmph, your brother is a strong man in the early stage of the Demon King, but he is just five hundred years old. He is barely considered a younger generation. He came to kill a junior who is not even a great demon. If he was killed in return, he was not good at learning. No wonder anyone

Man, you are over 500 years old, so what qualifications do you have to participate?"

The Sophora King said in a leisurely voice, but it contained such powerful majesty that it made the Lion King speechless. Finally, he looked at Ding Ning with a spiteful look and retreated.

Ding Ning felt relieved. Although he was not afraid of this lion king, if he wanted to kill it, he would inevitably expose his trump card, which would be extremely detrimental to his subsequent battle.

Especially the information revealed in King Huai's words made him feel even more relaxed. The demon clan that besieged him was only under 500 years old, so he became even more fearless.

"Thank you, Lord Huai Wang, for upholding justice."

Ding Ning cupped his fists and thanked the missing King Huai.

"You're welcome, I'm just ensuring the fairness of this competition."

King Huai's tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Ding Ning said with a shy face: "Since Mr. Huai Wang wants to ensure fairness, let's just let them fight me one-on-one. There is no fairness in having a group of people like this surround me."

"That's against the rules. The fairness I can guarantee is that the older generation over 500 years old won't take action. It's just a battle between young people. If you can recruit some helpers, that's your job. I will never interfere."

King Huai said calmly, without giving him any face.

Ding Ning curled his lips helplessly, and suddenly shouted: "Is there anyone who is willing to fight with me? Wait until I win the battle. Tiger meat, bear meat, lion meat, venison, beef, leopard meat, snake meat
Chapter completed!