Ding Ning looked at the old donkey's body with a dull expression on his face, with a big question mark written on his forehead?

What's going on? He just knocked out the old donkey, and suddenly wanted to test whether the will door can take the old donkey in.

As a result, Lao Donkey’s body is still outside, but his soul has entered the will space?

But that's right, it seems that the will space can only collect illusory things like consciousness, and real objects cannot enter. For example, all the spiritual things in this ancient temple can be entered.

What depresses him the most is that now he can't get out the old donkey's soul, at least not until he completely opens the door to will.

This made him very distressed. Is it useful to just modify the body's genes?

There is no other way, just give it a try!

Ding Ning gave it a try, okay, let alone transformation, the genetic map is blurry, and transformation is nothing.

But this also made him understand that genetic modification is not just a matter of physical modification, but also has a great relationship with the soul.

"This bastard, Old Donkey, knows how to cause trouble for me all day long."

Ding Ning cursed angrily and complained to himself that he was just looking for trouble. Wouldn't it be over if he directly modified the genes? He would have to experiment in random ways.

These are good, but once they go in, they can't come out. The most terrible thing is that in order to maintain the best peak condition, he woke up early in the morning and used up all the training time in the Will Space.

"Forget it, never mind, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. We can only wait until we can enter the will space tomorrow and see what happens."

Ding Ning's face was full of depression. If he had known that he would not be so active in practicing today, it would be good to leave half an hour to practice.

It stands to reason that Jiutian Xuannv should be hiding in the ancient buildings, but she never appeared. Thinking of this, Ding Ning searched the ancient buildings without giving up, but still found no trace of Jiutian Xuannv.

She had a bad feeling. Could it be that she went directly to the Holy Mountain?

Ding Ning frowned and quietly walked towards the altar of ancestor worship.

At this moment, the ancestor worship temple stood there quietly, lifeless and without any spirituality.

Ding Ning squinted his eyes and looked at the holy mountain in the distance between reality and reality.

The Holy Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, making it so hazy that people cannot see its true face clearly.

Ding Ning once asked Kong Lei and others about the arrival of the Holy Mountain when they worshiped their ancestors, but to his surprise, everyone replied in surprise that the Holy Mountain was always there and nothing unusual was found.

This gave him a glimmer of understanding. Maybe he was the only one who could see the scene when the Holy Mountain came?

It's no wonder that no one from the demon clan has been able to explore the secret of the Holy Mountain for so many years. Perhaps the Holy Mountain is only complete when worshiping ancestors.

The shamans of the Fox Clan were all busy with the opening ceremony of the Ten Thousand Demons Imperial Court. Looking at the time, it was almost time to worship their ancestors.

There is no need to worship ancestors in the court opening ceremony. The key is that Peng Tianao and Qing Queer are getting married today.

According to the rules, ancestor worship should be held on the first day of the wedding. However, since the imperial court was just established, the officials of the Outer Nine Territories have many affairs every day. After attending the ceremony, they have to return to their respective posts. It is not appropriate to go to Wanyao for the emperor's wedding.

No matter how long I stayed in the city, I simply put the ancestor worship and wedding on the same day as the court opening ceremony.

Of course, this decision has also caused great controversy. Some people think it goes against the ancestral system, while others think the procedures should be simplified. After all, the ritual procedures of the Fox Shaman are too cumbersome and a waste of time.

Coupled with the precedent of Ding Ning simplifying the wedding procedures, Peng Tianao persisted and finally passed this resolution.

boom!

With the cheers coming from outside the ancient building, the opening ceremony of the Ten Thousand Demons Imperial Court finally came to an end.

Ding Ning, who was bored, finally waited for the ancestor worship ceremony to begin. As the fox shaman jumped up and down on the altar and muttered words, the spirit of the altar seemed to wake up from its slumber, and the phantom of the holy mountain came again.

Ding Ning took a deep look at Peng Tianao and others who were kneeling on the ground with pious faces, and whispered softly in his heart: "Brother Tianao, take care!"

He resolutely turned around and walked towards the ancestral mausoleum. He knew that the time for the Holy Mountain to manifest was limited. If he didn't take advantage of this moment to enter, he would have to wait until the next time he worshiped his ancestors before he could have a chance to enter the real Holy Mountain.

Entering the ancestral mausoleum of the demon clan, Ding Ning was no longer invisible. He flapped his wings and turned into a golden stream of light. At the moment when the phantom of the holy mountain merged, he took advantage of the portal where the holy mountain appeared and flew in without hesitation.

No one noticed that when he entered the holy mountain, the Great Shaman of the Fox Clan seemed to sense something. His cloudy old eyes suddenly emitted a frightening light, but soon returned to normal, drooping his eyelids, and continued to recite.

That ancient sacrificial saying.

Ding Ning felt as if he had fallen into a huge whirlpool, and his body was spinning uncontrollably in the whirlpool, making him dizzy and giving him a strong sense of weightlessness.

As if it was only a moment, and as if countless centuries had passed, the overwhelming feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Ding Ning shook his groggy head. The feeling of being down to earth made him slightly relieved. At that moment, he thought he was going to die inside.

The portal of this holy mountain is really terrifying. It is completely different from the feeling of space teleportation. It gives him a feeling that time and space are chaotic and his destiny is not under his control at all.

This made him subconsciously increase his vigilance. Just a portal is so terrifying. The terror of this holy mountain can be imagined. If he didn't want to find a way back to the earth, he would never want to enter here in his life.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment and comparing it with the safe route in his memory when the Holy Mountain appeared, Ding Ning quickly determined his location, which was at the southwest corner at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

The sky was gray, without the sun, moon or stars. There was only a winding path in front of me, winding forward and leading to nowhere. The ground on both sides was full of jagged rocks of different sizes. It seemed like there was no place to stay.

It makes it difficult to walk.

If there was no safe route in his memory, Ding Ning might have no choice but to walk along the winding path, but now, he walked towards the pile of strange rocks on the side without hesitation.

Because he remembered very clearly that if he walked along the sheep's intestine path, he would soon encounter a terrifying rotting corpse. Although he was not necessarily afraid of the ghost, it would be less troublesome. After all, he was not here.

They are here to slay demons, but they are here to find a way home.

Although the pile of strange rocks was extremely difficult to walk, it did not cause much trouble to Ding Ning. While he looked around vigilantly, he silently counted how many steps he had taken.

You must know that this place looks ordinary, but in fact it is densely covered with formations. One wrong step will trigger a silent and terrifying formation.

The formation is actually not terrible. With his level as a divine formation master, ordinary divine formations really can't do much to him.

But the scary thing is that these formations are intricately intertwined and affect the whole body. Once triggered, not just one or two formations will be activated. Even he may not be able to escape completely. This makes him walk on thin ice and his speed is slow.

Like a snail, you have to calculate the distance every step you take and check the safe path in your mind.

In fact, he knew very well that walking along the sheep's intestine path would not be that troublesome. The only obstacle was those terrifying carrion corpses.

But he would rather put in some effort than run into those disgusting rotting corpses. Although he didn't know how strong the rotting corpses were, even the old donkey said that his current strength was not enough to enter the Holy Mountain.

Those rotting corpses were very dangerous and would threaten his life.

He was careful not to make a wrong step. After walking for five or six hours, he finally walked out of the rocky beach. In front of him was a spring forest and a tree-lined path. Ding Ning stood in front of the tree-lined path with a face on his face.

With a look of confusion on his face, he remembered clearly that there was an extremely powerful rotten corpse buried in the ground in front of the tree-lined path.

The reason why he was entangled was because he knew that there was a Tao Fruit not far ahead. If he wanted to get the Tao Fruit, he would definitely encounter a rotting corpse; if he wanted to avoid the rotting corpse, he could only walk aside the forest.

If you go through the swamp, you will miss the Dao Fruit.

Dao Fruit, to want it or not? This was a dilemma before him.

Anyway, I haven't seen the path deep in the holy mountain clearly, so sooner or later I have to explore on my own. I have to fight the rotten corpse first to weigh the opponent's strength.

To find wealth in danger, I fought hard.

Ding Ning gritted his teeth and made a decision, but he did not blindly seek death. He quietly took out the human skin brother and put it on his body, then took out the fangs of the plague god and held it in his hand, and boldly stepped forward.

Bang bang!

Ding Ning was getting closer and closer to the place where the rotting corpse was, and his heart began to beat wildly. His palms holding the fangs of the plague god began to sweat, and he subconsciously slowed down his steps. He stared at the ground warily, because he knew that the rotting corpse was

The corpse is hidden underground.

Although he was ready to fight the rotting corpse, what if he could avoid disturbing the rotting corpse?

It's a pity that the ideal is very full and the reality is too skinny.

Just as he was holding his breath and trying to tiptoe through the territory of the rotting corpses, his feet suddenly tightened and he couldn't move. He lowered his head and looked, and suddenly the ghosts of the dead emerged in horror.

I don't know when two cracks opened on the ground, and two jagged bone claws grabbed his ankle and dragged him hard into the ground.

"Go away!"

Ding Ning was frightened. He raised the fang of the plague god in his hand and struck hard at the bone claw holding his right foot.

puff!

The white bone claws were unscathed by the fangs that could cut through gold and jade, and made a sound like beating leather, which surprised Ding Ning.

Fortunately, the rotting corpse was in pain, and subconsciously released its bone claws, letting out an angry roar. The ground began to shake violently, and a terrifying aura filled the air crazily.

Ding Ning's expression changed drastically, and he did not dare to hesitate at all and swung his fangs to strike at the bone claw holding his left leg.

There was another pop, and the bone claws finally let go. Ding Ning regained his freedom and hurried forward without saying a word.

For Ding Ning, who had been contending with the pressure of half-step immortal corpses for a whole year, the pressure exuded by this rotten corpse was all too familiar. This ghost turned out to be a half-step immortal powerhouse. How could he not do this?

He was so shocked that he ran as far as he could.

hiss!

The aura of terror filled the air, and a huge crack suddenly opened in the ground. A rotten corpse with half of its face covered with bones and half of its face covered with disgusting rotten flesh came out of the ground. The black eyes were staring at Ding Ning's fleeing body.

Looking back, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

Ding Ning only felt a terrifying suction force coming from behind him. The figure that was running away suddenly paused, and stepped backwards uncontrollably. His face turned pale with shock, and large drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Gravity field!"

In the flash of lightning, Ding Ning shouted without thinking, and the terrifying gravity came, causing his figure to fly backwards, and finally stopped.

breathe……

The rotten corpse was furious, exhaled a breath, and inhaled hard again, and there was a suction force that was countless times more terrifying than before.
Chapter completed!