Speaking of this martial arts conference, Ding Ning is certainly the one who takes the limelight.

But in comparison, when it comes to losses and being slapped in the face, the Holy Medical Sect ranks first, while the Holy Sword Villa ranks second, and the Divine Origin Organization and the Long Family are tied for third.

But when it comes to embarrassment, the Long family definitely deserves to be number one. Not only was their future wife robbed in public, but the acting family leader Long Feiyang, who had the greatest potential to break through to Shenwu, was also slaughtered.

The Long family still dared not speak out about this. This face has already been lost in the Pacific Ocean and will definitely become a talked about topic in the martial arts world. One can imagine the resentment of the Long family towards Ding Ning.

The Long family may not be the only ones who want to see Ding Ning die, but the people who want to see him die the most are definitely the Long family.

Ding Ning listened to their gloating over their misfortune. Although he knew what these people were thinking, he didn't take it seriously at all. There were already many people who wanted to kill him, and he didn't care about one more Long family.

As long as they don't take action, he doesn't bother to provoke them, but if someone doesn't know how to live or die, he doesn't mind giving them a painful lesson.

"There's something weird here."

Ding Ning looked at the long stretch of yellow sand under the scorching sun in amazement.

Because he found that as he went deeper and deeper into the desert, the body's water loss rate was also accelerating, which was very different from that in ordinary deserts.

If he hadn't had the totem of heavenly water and the water space to replenish water all the time, he would have been evaporated and dried up.

The riding red-haired? Huilun faction scoffed and punished the protruding bandits frequently, thumb poppets, poppets, and glutinous system? Kong card wandering banana skills?

Ding Ning put away the red hair?

Xuanji wood grill?/p

I don’t know how long I have been walking, but the scenery in front of me seems to be unchanged forever. It is still an endless desert, the scorching sun is baking the earth, and the hot gravel makes people feel hot all over.

Ding Ning was like a lonely traveler, staggering forward dizzy and alone until mucus dripped from the end of his nose, and he was shocked to find that he was sick again.

Cold is the most common and ordinary disease, but it is the biggest abnormality when it appears in someone who shouldn't be sick.

This made Ding Ning's face become extremely solemn. He took out the medicine he had prepared before and took it, and his groggy mind became clear.

Suddenly, faint screams, curses and sounds of fighting came from the front. Ding Ning was shocked, his ears trembled slightly, and he instantly entered the invisible state. He crept forward and hid behind a small sand dune to look quietly. He was immediately fascinated by it.

Startled.

He knew both sides of the fight. On one side was the young master Gruul of the Atlantis family and his four guards; on the other side was the Warcraft Emperor, the Ice Bear Emperor and his group of followers, numbering in the hundreds.

many.

It's just that Gruul, who was so radiant at the beginning, now has a gray face, covered in blood, his eyes are blank and desperate, and he looks extremely embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that neither the Warcraft Emperor nor the Ice Bear Emperor took action, but just watched Luang Po Canaan Ye, Du Wa and several other followers fight with their hands behind their backs, and his four bodyguards loyally protected him behind him, I'm afraid

They were defeated long ago.

"Master, go quickly, go quickly, go find Lord Minos Green."

A guard covered in blood shouted at the top of his lungs, with a look of determination flashing in his eyes, and rushed towards Canaan Ye and the others regardless of his own safety. The muscles in his body suddenly swelled, and he exploded with a loud bang. The explosion caused flesh and blood to fly everywhere and dust to fly.

"MD, they are all crazy."

Canaan Ye was so frightened that the dead souls were scared. He didn't expect these guards to be so loyal. They would rather self-destruct to protect the kid. The dead souls turned around and fled, but they were still affected by the aftermath of the self-destruction and flew backwards.

He fell heavily to the ground, got up in disgrace, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed loudly.

"Caslik..."

Gruul let out a shrill cry like a cuckoo weeping blood. Instead of running away, he rushed to the place where the guard blew himself up, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Master, go quickly, go quickly, go and meet the Glindars."

The three guards were staggering, obviously at the end of their strength, but they still protected Gruul, who was crying heartbrokenly, and yelled at the top of their lungs.

"Haha, want to leave? None of you can escape today. Hand over the artifact, and maybe I will leave you a whole body."

The Warcraft Emperor sneered sinisterly, and his cold, snake-like eyes greedily glanced at the sea-blue pendant on Gruul's chest.

Speaking of which, Gruul was unlucky. He was randomly teleported to the desert of ten thousand ants. Fortunately, the Atlantis family has a special contact method, and it happened to be teleported to the eight Atlantis warriors nearby.

He immediately rushed over to protect Gruul.

Unexpectedly, this desert was extremely weird, with water loss extremely quickly. They were also unlucky enough to encounter the most terrifying army of man-eating ants in the desert, forcing them to panic and flee desperately.

After a night of desperate running, although they finally escaped the pursuit of the man-eating ant army, they also lost two warriors, and the remaining six warriors were at the end of their game and faced a serious shortage of water.

Although Gruul has a strong desire for expression, he is actually just a flower that grew up in a greenhouse. He is simple-minded, has no scheming at all, and is relatively kind-hearted.

After seeing that two of the eight guards died trying to protect him, and the remaining six had chapped lips, and a severe lack of water would make them die of thirst at any time, he took out water from the heart of the ocean, an artifact, to quench their thirst, and also

It was extremely luxurious to get a lot of fresh water to wash my face.

It's just that he didn't have any experience in the world, so he didn't observe the surrounding situation in advance when collecting water. He was clearly seen by Warcraft Tianzun and others who were also facing a serious water shortage crisis.

Here, the storage ring cannot be opened at all. Something that can store a large amount of water must be an artifact that surpasses the storage ring. As the saying goes, wealth is attractive, and I don’t want to provoke the Atlantis family’s Warcraft Emperor and others.

He wanted to kill people and seize the treasure, so he attacked them brazenly.

Gruul fought and escaped under the protection of six guards. He relied on two guards to self-destruct along the way before escaping here. However, since Warcraft Emperor and others had decided to kill people and seize the treasure, they had no intention of leaving anyone alive to cause Atlan

Tisi's revenge, so he always pursued them like maggots on the tarsus. When they were exhausted and unable to escape, they slowly took action.

"Master, let's go, let's go quickly!"

The three remaining Atlantis warriors were desperate, but as guards, their duty was to protect Gruul's safety. Even if they could not even walk steadily at this moment, they still tried their best to pull Gruul to escape.

"Let's go, where else can we go? We can't escape."

Gruul shed tears and said sadly: "You go, their target is me, you go quickly, go."

"Haha, the love between master and servant is really deep. It's a pity that none of you can leave today. Only if you are all buried in this desert, the Atlantis family will not cause trouble to us."

The Warcraft Emperor laughed wildly.

"Master, our lives are worthless and death is not a pity. You must not give up. As long as you join up with the Glindars, you will be safe. Let's go. You can leave quickly. After you escape, let the family avenge us."

The three guards knelt down on one knee with a look of determination on their faces. One of the guards forcibly pulled Gruul and fled desperately, while the other two guards turned around and pounced on Warcraft Tianzun and others.

"No..."

Gruul cried hoarsely. He couldn't tell that the two guards were going to blow themselves up to buy him time.

"Master, cheer up and don't let our sacrifice become worthless."

The guard who led him to escape had blood and tears in his eyes, and for the first time in his life, he spoke harshly to the young master.

Gruul had tears in his eyes, but he knew that the guard was right. Now he must find a way to save his life in order to take revenge, otherwise, everyone will die here.

At that time, there will be no evidence to prove the death, and these executioners will be free from justice, and the family will only think that they were buried in the desert, and will not think that they were murdered by others.

Ding Ning shook his head and smiled bitterly as he watched. He admired the loyalty and bravery of the guards, but also despised Gruul's stupidity and indecisiveness.

But I have to say that this stinky guy's innocence and kindness that have not yet been extinguished still moved him. After all, a person's character can best be reflected in this life-and-death situation.

Gruul's unwillingness to give up his guard and escape alone shows that his nature is not bad, and such a person is worthy of his help.

Bang!

Bang!

Two consecutive earth-shattering self-destructions bought Gruul some time to escape.

But Ding Ning knew very well that the short time the two guards fought for was not enough for Gruul to escape. Especially when the only remaining guards had run out of gas and were seriously slowing down their speed, they could not escape at all.

How far out.

Sure enough, after the violent sand dust filled the air, the Warcraft Emperor and the Ice Bear Emperor had already taken the lead, leading a group of subordinates to chase after the stumbling Gruul.

"Master, it's all up to you. Remember, you must survive. Alava is leaving first, waiting for you to avenge us. Leave quickly and don't look back."

The guard named Arawa suddenly stopped, grabbed Gruul's hand, shook it with all his strength, and threw him out. After shouting, he turned around and rushed towards Warcraft Emperor and others resolutely.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ding Ning saw a sinister smile on Alava's face, which made him feel faintly uneasy.

Gruul seemed to become mature in an instant. He suppressed the grief in his heart and ran forward without looking back. His vision had already been blurred by tears.

Compared to others, he has a divine weapon close to him. The loss of water will not have a big impact on him, and his physical strength is relatively intact. As long as he doesn't stupidly turn around and fight with Warcraft Tianzun and others, the chance of escaping is still

Very big.

"Hahaha, go to hell, you all deserve to die."

Alava laughed heartily, and the muscles in his body began to expand, looking like he was brazenly self-destructing.

The faces of Warcraft Emperor and others were extremely ugly. Even though they were outnumbered, but due to severe lack of water and non-stop pursuit of Gruul and others for several hours, their physical strength was almost reached to the limit. They wanted to talk to Gruul.

Well, it's not that easy. Seeing the cooked duck flying away like this, how can they not get angry?

Especially when they thought that once Gruul escaped, Atlantis would usher in almost endless revenge, this made them feel deeply fearful and troubled.

"Damn it, go to hell."

In anger, the Warcraft Emperor took out the whip and whipped it towards Alava, hoping to prevent Alava from self-destructing.
Chapter completed!