Ding Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy and said expressionlessly: "Are you ready?"

"Okay, you can start anytime."

Long Luo didn't pay attention to Ding Ning at all, and shouted with joy: "Senior Divine Formation Master, I know you are listening. I will treat what this kid said as true. Please don't deny it later.

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"Stop talking nonsense. Every spit is a trap. You don't have to worry that I don't mean what I say. Just take the move."

Ding Ning gritted his teeth and punched Long Luo.

Originally, he only planned to slightly hurt this guy, but now, he decided that he had to make this angry guy suffer.

When he punched out, the world seemed to be eclipsed by it.

Long Luo's expression changed, he put away all his contempt, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, quickly forming layers of cyan spiritual shields in front of him.

A strange color flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. This Long Luo turned out to be a god-level powerhouse, and his application of the laws of heaven and earth had reached the point where he could point at his fingertips.

But so what?

After he passed through the Immortal Meteor Tribulation, his physical body was already comparable to that of an immortal-level powerhouse. If his cultivation had not been far insufficient, he might even have been able to condense immortal bones.

Click!

Long Luo watched in horror as his proud Azure Dragon Shield had no ability to resist at all under the indestructible fist, and was directly destroyed like a torrent. The remaining force of the fist did not disappear, but it came straight towards his chest.

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Ouch!

A thick life-and-death crisis enveloped his heart, causing him to let out a horrified roar and use his strongest defense almost instinctively.

A tearing sound.

Long Luo's clothes were torn apart inch by inch, and the muscles all over his body began to expand rapidly. The surface of his skin kept squirming, and layers of dense blue scales appeared strangely. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a human-headed monster covered with blue scales.

Dragon Temple? Dragon Man? Snake Man? Or Jiao Man?

Ding Ning looked at this scene in great surprise, looking thoughtful.

Bang!

As if Mars hit the earth, the violent collision erupted with a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye. Long Luo flew out like a discarded rag doll and fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit in the ground.

Splashing smoke and dust all over the place.

Pususu!

Long Luo crawled out of the pit in disgrace. The green scales all over his body were retracted by the terrifying force, and he regained his human form. He stared at Ding Ning in disbelief for a long time, and his mouth was filled with blood.

It overflowed, dyeing half of the chest red, and the breath quickly became weak.

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched. Damn, he can still accept turning into a monster. Now that he has returned to his human form, a naked butt-dressed man is standing there carelessly. It's really eye-catching, especially since this guy has a lot of money.

Making him feel even more weird, he took out a set of clothes and threw them to him expressionlessly: "You lose."

Long Luo put on his clothes silently, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled miserably: "I underestimated you. I am willing to admit defeat and I will let you do whatever you want."

"Surrender or die."

Ding Ning was much more pleased with Long Luo, who was wearing clothes. He proudly raised his chin at a forty-five-degree angle, and said with his hands behind his back like a master.

"I, a member of the Dragon Temple, will never surrender to anyone. I choose death."

Long Luo said proudly, raising his hand and slapping himself on the forehead without fear.

If this palm was real, his head would definitely shatter like a broken watermelon.

"What you say doesn't count? Didn't you say you'll let me do whatever you want?"

Ding Ning's figure flashed, her hand grabbed his wrist like an iron hoop, and she said jokingly.

For a tough guy like Long Luo, Ding Ning felt sympathy and appreciation in his heart, and couldn't bear to see him fall, so he took action in time to stop him from committing suicide.

Long Luo looked deeply

She glanced at him: "I said I'll let you do whatever you want, but that doesn't mean I will surrender to you."

"Is it because you are a proud dragon?"

Ding Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully.

Long Luo was suddenly startled, then regained his composure, lowered his eyes and said, "Whatever you say."

Ding Ning let go of his wrist and snapped his fingers. The divine formation changed and an exit gradually appeared.

Ding Ning pointed to the passage and said rather boringly: "Let's go."

Long Luo raised his head and looked at him in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Still not leaving? Maybe I will change my mind later."

Ding Ning said angrily.

Only then did Long Luo believe that he was really planning to let him go. He solemnly bowed with fists in his hands and said, "Thank you very much. I owe you my life, and I will definitely pay it back to you in the future."

"Get out of here."

Ding Ning said impatiently.

Long Luo looked at him deeply, turned and left without saying a word.

"Why?"

Xi quietly appeared beside Ding Ning and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"He is from the Dragon Clan and has a close relationship with me."

Ding Ning's eyes flashed with a soft color, and he explained calmly.

"oh!"

Xi seemed to understand, but did not continue to ask, thinking that maybe it had something to do with the Pikachu in his memory.

Little did he know that letting Long Luo leave was not Ding Ning's whim, but that the intermittent old voice suddenly became clear in his memory when he left the Sunset Continent.

"Ta... Cang... Blood... Source... Long... Please... Thank you..."

The intermittent original words are: The ancient blue dragon is trying to seize the source of blood. I will manifest the blood river to help you seize the origin of the dragon clan. The future of the dragon clan is entrusted to you. As an expression of gratitude, the descendants of the dragon clan will regard you as their lord for thousands of years.

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Ding Ning estimated that the old voice must have sensed Long Luo's pure dragon blood, and was afraid that he would really kill the dragon descendant, so he used a method that he could not understand yet to make this sentence clear.

And this old voice is undoubtedly the ancestor of the dragon clan, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon.

It seems that even though the Chaos Ancestral Dragon has been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, the continuation of the race is still the biggest obsession it cannot give up.

The dragon clan is proud, so how could they be willing to accept people as their masters? Therefore, when they left the Sunset Continent, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon deliberately made his voice intermittent to make him confused.

In fact, it is laying the groundwork by doing this. If he cannot grow to the point where the Chaos Ancestral Dragon recognizes him, this foreshadowing will have no effect. But once he reaches a certain standard, this foreshadowing will come into play. With the Dragon Clan

Consider him your Lord for ten thousand years and seek his refuge.

Ding Ning couldn't say he was disgusted with this. Just as his sister said, he can be used because he has the value of being used.

When it comes to the continuation of the dragon clan, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon cannot be too cautious, and it is understandable to play some tricks.

However, because of this, Ding Ning also realized that Long Luo was definitely not just a simple descendant of the dragon clan, and that he must contain a big secret.

At least, for the Chaos Ancestral Dragon, he is definitely an indispensable and important role, otherwise, it would not bet in advance to protect him.

Yes, just place a bet.

Ding Ning has vaguely noticed that whether it is the Ancestral Dragon of Chaos or Su Zhe, or the will of Emperor Hades and Kunpeng, or even the Five Elements Martial Spirit and the Sun God Apollo in the Western Paradise, they all represent a certain force, and are using his three deities.

With blood as the guide, a shocking game is going on.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, but he had been in the game since he was born. He had no ability to jump out of the chessboard and become a chess player. For the time being, he could only continue to act according to their script.

Although he didn't know what their purpose was, he had a feeling that the fact that he had so many confidantes was a disguised form of compensation from these ancient beings.

Be it Xi or Li Enxi, including my sister, Luo Xue, Zi Que'er, He Ling'er, and the others, none of them are the most beautiful beings in the country and the harm to the country's farmers and people.

It is an incredible thing that they were born in the same era. If ordinary people could have any of them, their ancestors would burn incense. What's more, they are all willing to serve the same husband.

No one can believe it.

Ding Ning looked at Xi Jue's pretty face, took a deep breath, and his eyes became more determined than ever before.

So what if it’s compensation?

They are the women they love deeply, this is an ironclad fact.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if those ancient beings use him as a chess piece, even if he has to face unknown horrors in the future, he will have no regrets. Without him, there is only one word - protection.

He will march forward with great success, overcoming thorns and thorns, killing gods when gods stand in his way, and killing Buddhas when Buddha stands in his way, and uncovers the many fogs.

One day, he will jump out of this chessboard, change the world, overturn the world, and become the master of destiny, and will never be manipulated by anyone again.

A strong heart was constantly condensing. Xi Mei looked at him with colorful eyes. She felt that he seemed to have changed. He exuded an indescribable special charm, which made her fascinated by it.

The fall.
To be continued...