At this moment, the seventh son of God was covered in scars, with a look of horror on his face.

His intestines were about to turn green. If he had known that this island was equipped with a divine formation, he wouldn't have dared to offend it even if he had the guts to do so.

Although there are no formation masters in the Temple of Death, it does not hinder his understanding of god-level formations.

He is a strong man who stands at the peak of the demigod level. Formations below the god level may be able to trap him, but they cannot kill him at all.

But the formation in front of him can kill him easily. What is it if it's not a god-level formation?

However, the owner of the divine formation may have had a cat-and-mouse mentality and never killed him, so he was allowed to survive until now.

How could there be a god-level formation mage in this mortal world?

Is this a divine formation left over from ancient times?

Or is it a divine formation set up by a god-level formation mage?

If it's the former, it's better, but if it's the latter, it's really terrible.

Even the three major temples would not dare to easily provoke a terrifying god-level array master.

In other words, even if he died here, his death would be in vain. The Temple of the Death God would never provoke a terrifying god-level formation mage just for him, a mere divine son from an outer temple.

Yes, he is the Son of God in the Outer Temple.

Even though he is the son of a god, in the eyes of the slaves of the gods, he is the smallest and most insignificant person besides the palace master. But when he reaches his status, he can vaguely understand some of the inside stories.

The palace master who is regarded as a god by the slaves of the gods is actually just the palace master of the outer palace. Anyone who comes out of the real inner palace can make the palace master stand up to him, and he is obedient and does not dare to show any slights.

Thinking of this, the Seventh Son of God feels inexplicably sad. In the eyes of outsiders, he, the arrogant Son of God, may be just a humble ant in the eyes of those in the inner palace.

puff!

A ray of light that could threaten his life flashed without any warning. The Seventh Son of God rolled on the spot almost instinctively, and narrowly avoided the blow without any delay, only to add new scars to his already bruised body.

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Just when he was still in shock and quietly using his spiritual power to repair his injuries, a young man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The Seventh Son of God perked up and looked at the young and somewhat exaggerated young man in front of him vigilantly. He bowed his hands and said, "Little brother, I am the Seventh Son of God of the Temple of Death. I didn't know that there was a senior Formation Master here.

If you know about it, you will definitely not dare to come and offend me. I also ask my little brother to report it to the senior Shenzhen Master and ask him to have a lot of money and let me wait for a while. I will never dare to offend my senior's power again in the future."

"Want to leave? Yes, as long as you can defeat me, I can make the decision to let you go."

Ding Ning was stunned, and then realized that this guy mistakenly thought that he was a junior of "Senior Divine Formation Master", so he wanted to beg for mercy through his mouth.

Just kidding, after finally trapping these guys, how could he easily return to the mountain? You must know that although Xi can be regarded as a "Senior Divine Formation Master", now is the time when his cultivation is completely destroyed and he is starting over. If it weren't for this

The gang has come to invade Paradise Island regardless of life and death, and I don’t know how much it will cost to catch them.

There are more than two hundred demigod-level experts. Their power is enough to level the entire martial arts world. Even if he wants to defeat them without bloodshed, it is impossible without paying any price.

You must know that although the elders of the Crane tribe have advanced cultivation, they are restricted by the will of the world. If they are also in the demigod realm, they may not be the opponents of these guys.

After all, they have been immersed in this realm for who knows how many years, and they have honed their combat power bit by bit. This is not something that the elders of the Crane Clan who seldom fight can easily compete with.

What's more, these bastards almost killed Ye Manyao and A Lang, and injured many people in the Zodiac Corps. With his character of always protecting calves, how could he possibly

Let them go easily.

"Little brother, are you serious about what you say? Can you be the master of the senior divine formation master?"

The Seventh Son of God was delighted when he heard this, but asked with some uncertainty.

Even though he is just a young man on the surface, he is actually an old monster who is hundreds of years old. Calling Ding Ning "little brother" is not a big deal.

Except for the Son of God who ranks higher than him in the three major temples, he really has no fear of anyone, let alone a young man in the secular world. He is just worried that the young man in front of him cannot make the decision at all.

"Of course I take it seriously. I definitely mean what I say and I make the decision."

Ding Ning said decisively.

He has finished refining his body, but he still doesn't know what level his strength is, and whether he is stronger or weaker compared to the demigod-level experts.

Although He Ling'er and the others were both semi-god-level powerhouses, they were also his women. Even when they competed, they were timid and did not dare to use their full strength. They were unable to test their true strength at all.

Therefore, he set his sights on the Seventh Son of God and the Sons of God of the three major temples, Long Luo and Lei Lie, and wanted to see who was stronger compared to himself and the Son of God.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll have a discussion with my little brother."

The Seventh Son of God was overjoyed and had secretly made up his mind to defeat the opponent later. He must not hurt the opponent's life, lest he make the senior Divine Formation Master furious and kill himself.

He already had a rough idea of ​​Ding Ning's cultivation. He was able to cultivate to the Holy Martial Realm in his early twenties. This made him even more amazed at the inscrutability of "Senior Divine Formation Master" and how he could cultivate such a monster disciple.

Fa made up his mind that even if he could not be friends with such a terrifying old monster, he could never be his enemy.

"Then I'll start, be careful."

Ding Ning's hands had been itchy for a long time. When he saw that he agreed, he kicked off the ground and punched the Seventh Son of God with a whooshing sound like a boring shell.

Bang!

The Seventh Son of God casually blocked it, but the next moment his face changed drastically. He felt an irresistible force coming towards him, causing him to fly backwards involuntarily. He stepped back more than ten steps with a thump under his feet.

Stabilizing his body, the energy and blood in his body surged, his throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ding Ning frowned: "Is this the strength of a demigod? It really disappoints me."

The seventh son of God put away the contempt in his heart, his face became serious, and the fighting spirit in his bones was aroused. He said with a solemn expression: "I admit that I underestimated you before, let's do it again."

"I hope your strength can satisfy me, otherwise, it would be better to kill you directly to save trouble."

Ding Ning said calmly.

But his words shocked the Seventh God Son, and he suddenly understood the thoughts of "Senior Divine Formation Master". It turned out that the senior wanted to use his own hands to sharpen his disciples, so he never killed him and left a small hole for himself.

life.

This made him angry and annoyed, but also mixed with a hint of secret joy. If this was the case, it meant that what the evil boy in front of him said was still credible. As long as he could defeat him, he might be able to let himself go.

"Come again!"

After understanding this, the Seventh Son of God immediately cheered up, put away his underestimated thoughts, and unleashed the terrifying pressure unique to the demigod level.

"Coercion is of no use to me, show your true ability."

Ding Ning said calmly, his figure was like lightning, and he punched out again without hesitation.

"The reason why the demigod level is called demigod is because this realm can already initially utilize the laws of heaven and earth."

The Seventh Son of God said proudly with his hands behind his back. The energy of heaven and earth around him continued to fluctuate, forming a transparent spiritual shield to protect him behind him.

"You just touched

You have only scratched the surface of the laws of heaven and earth. You are not yet qualified to use the laws of heaven and earth."

Ding Ning said disdainfully, but his fist did not pause at all. He directly smashed the spiritual shield like a piece of stone, and hit the Seventh Son of God's chest heavily, sending him flying into the air again. While he was still in the air, he began to spray from his mouth.

blood..

"It really disappoints me. Since you are so useless, you might as well die."

Ding Ning didn't pause at all, followed closely like a tarsal maggot, and punched out again.

boom!

Terrifying pressure filled the air, and the Seventh Son of God raised his arms among the lightning and flints to block the punch. Although he was knocked backwards again, he obviously did not suffer any damage.

Ding Ning did not pursue the victory, but grinned and said: "This is a bit interesting. I will give you five minutes to adjust your breath and fight with all your strength. Otherwise, you are a useless waste, I don't mind killing you directly.

"

The seventh son of God had blood on his lips, looked at Ding Ning solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "I was wrong. I didn't expect that you have the strength of a semi-god at such a young age. In that case, wait a minute.

Of course I will do my best.”

"Don't worry, you can use all your strength. I'm here to give you reassurance. As long as you can beat me, even if you kill me, you can leave alive."

Ding Ningyun said calmly, then changed her tone and said coldly and ruthlessly: "If you lose to me, there is only one end, and that is death."

The Seventh Son of God looked stern, knowing that the other party was not joking. If he didn't show his true strength, the other party might really kill him.

As for whether he could kill the opponent and leave safely, he no longer wanted to think about it. The tyrannical strength shown by Ding Ning had forced him to go all out. Under such circumstances, it was still unknown whether he could defeat the opponent. How could he still do it?

There is room for mercy.

He immediately stopped talking nonsense and immediately sat cross-legged to meditate to repair the injury. The time was limited and he had to return to his peak condition within five minutes.

Ding Ning did not disturb him and waited patiently on the side. If he wanted to fight, and if he wanted to fight heartily, he had to push the Seventh Son of God with no way to retreat, and had to use his true strength to go all out.

Xi, who was in charge of the divine formation, was always paying attention to all this and wanted to speak out to dissuade him. However, seeing Ding Ning's unquestionable determination, he knew that his mind was made up, so he said nothing in the end.

But he made up his mind in his heart that if he really came to a life or death situation, he would immediately mobilize the power of the divine formation to kill the seventh son of God to save his life.

How could the Seventh Son of God know that the "Senior Divine Formation Master" was so shameless? But even if he knew, he could do nothing about it. After all, everyone is a knife and he is a fish. From the moment he stepped into the Divine Formation, his life was completely out of his control.

Take control yourself.

While the Seventh Son of God was repairing his injuries, in the corners of the other two divine formations, Zique'er and Kong Lei were also undergoing a life-and-death struggle.

They did not let Xi suppress the opponent's strength, but prepared to compete with the opponent with their true strength.

These are two middle-aged men, two middle-aged men who remain calm and composed even if they are trapped in the divine formation. One of them is the Death Guard who secretly protected the Seventh Son of God last night, and the other is the Dragon Temple.

The Dragon Guard.

Each of the Sons of God in the three major temples actually has a divine guard who is dedicated to protecting them. After all, it is not easy to cultivate a Son of God. The temple allows the Son of God to die in the competition between insiders, but it will never allow the Son of God to die in the hands of outsiders.

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Chapter completed!