That obscure spell seems to have some kind of magical power. The God-Eating Gu King has always fed on spiritual power and has no sense of blood essence.

But at this moment, under the influence of the spell, he actually stepped forward to absorb the drop of blood essence and complete the master recognition ceremony with the villagers.

Just when the villagers were in ecstasy, something unexpected happened.

A gust of breeze blew by. The whole person in the village stood frozen on the spot, unable to move. He looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock and said sternly: "Who are you and what have you done to me?"

"Who am I? You are not qualified to know yet, otherwise you think this god-eating insect can evolve independently and become the Gu King?"

Ding Ning smiled and stretched out his hand, and the God-Eating Gu King let out an inaudible neigh. It flew into his hand happily like a child seeing its parents, and rubbed it back and forth affectionately.

"Did you cure my poison?"

Zhai Fang felt as if he had fallen into a valley of ice. He looked at the young and somewhat exaggerated face in front of him and asked in disbelief.

"What do you think?" The corner of Ding Ning's mouth curled up. The God-eating Insect had devoured his mental power. With his character that always refused to suffer losses, how could he harm himself and benefit others, so that the villagers could take advantage of this?

The God-Eating Insects had no spiritual intelligence before, and there was nothing he could do about it. But after they devoured each other and became the Gu King, Ding Ning was pleasantly surprised to find that the God-Eating Insect Gu King had already acquired primary spiritual intelligence. Although it was only equivalent to a one or two-year-old baby, it was

It was enough for him.

It was just a matter of genetic modification, and the God-Eating Gu King became his first insect spiritual pet. This made him decide to immediately follow the clues and let the God-Eating Gu King lead the way to the village. After all, there was a dispute between them.

The spiritual connection with Ding Ning was not severed.

The only thing that surprised him was that when transforming the genes of the God-Eating Gu King, more supernatural energy was consumed than when transforming the Black Panther. This made him very excited about what kind of unique abilities the God-Eating Gu King had.

Unfortunately, although the God-Eating Gu King has elementary spiritual intelligence, his intelligence is obviously still very low, and he does not have the ability to communicate directly with him. There is nothing he can do to make him anxious.

Fearing that the stronghold might have some way of overturning the situation, Ding Ning immediately cut off the spiritual connection between the stronghold and the God-Eating Gu King.

"puff!"

The village guard opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as ferocious as a ghost. He stared at Ding Ning viciously and yelled: "How dare you steal my Spiritual Gu King? You and I are at odds with each other."

"Are you an idiot? Since I can subdue the spiritual Gu King you call me, I will still be afraid of you, a little Gu Master."

Ding Ning teased the God-Eating Gu King carelessly, wondering what to name it.

Seeing that its body was as crystal clear as jade, Ding Ning smiled casually and said: "From now on, you can call me Xiaoyu."

The God-Eating Gu King rolled happily on his palm. He didn't know whether he understood it or not, but he showed great excitement.

The corner of Zhai Fang's mouth twitched, Xiaoyu Nima, this is the Spirit Gu King. Even the elders in the sect have spent decades cultivating their own spiritual Gu. However, he is not the Gu King yet, and this guy actually gave it to the Gu.

The king had such a vulgar name.

"Tell me, who are you? Who assigned you to bewitch Crown Prince Harridan?"

Ding Ning's face was calm, and his eyes were calmly looking towards the village.

Zhai Fang glanced at Xiaoyu with pain and said viciously: "Hmph, you robbed my Spirit Gu King and you want me to betray my employer, don't even think about it."

"It seems that you still don't realize your current situation. I hope you are a tough guy. I like tough guys best."

Ding Ning had already expected this. He slowly took out a seven-inch long silver needle and disinfected it with an alcohol cotton ball he found from nowhere: "I am a doctor, a doctor with very professional ethics.

, before using silver needles, they must be disinfected first. This is responsible for your body, and it is also my professional quality requirement."

"What...what...are you...going to do?"

The village leader looked at the seven-inch silver needle that shone with a cold light, and immediately imagined some evil scenes that were unsuitable for children, such as silver needles poking chrysanthemums, silver needles skewering eggs, etc., and asked in a stern tone.

"I'm here to see you. Don't you know you're seriously ill?"

The corners of Ding Ning's mouth were slightly raised, showing an innocent smile, but in the eyes of the villagers, it was simply a devil's smile.

"You... don't mess around. I am a disciple of the Witchcraft Cult. If you kill me, the Witchcraft Cult will not let you go."

The village leader shouted with a stern expression.

"Ah, are you a disciple of the Witch Demon Cult?"

Ding Ning's face was full of shock, but he was muttering secretly in his heart, what a bullshit Witch Demon Cult, it doesn't sound like a good thing.

"Of course, I am Zhai Fang, one of the most outstanding disciples of the Witch Demon Sect, and I am very valued in the sect. If you let me go now, return the Spirit Gu King to me, and kowtow to apologize, I will consider it.

I’ll spare you this time.”

The villagers thought that announcing the name of the Witch Demon Cult had shocked Ding Ning, and they suddenly gained confidence and spoke arrogantly.

"Crack!"

Ding Ning slapped him in the face, and said calmly: "What kind of witchcraft sect, I've never heard of it."

Although Zhai Fang was anesthetized by the pulse-cutting hand and felt no pain, he still knew that he had been slapped on the face. He immediately became angry and threatened: "How dare you hit me? The leader of Wu Demon Sect, Wu Tianxie, is a warrior."

The 317th big shot on the list, crushing you would be like crushing an ant, just wait for his revenge."

"Battle list? What is it?"

Ding Ning suddenly became interested and raised the silver needle in his hand, "Let's talk about it. Maybe I'll let you go after you scare me."

The village leader trembled all over, looked at the elongated silver needle with fear, swallowed, and taught him to read the book honestly.

It turns out that there is a mysterious list maker in the Chinese martial arts world, who calls himself Tiandao. He has drawn up the Chinese Battle Ranking to rank the warriors of the Chinese Kingdom.

No one knows who this Tiandao is, nor how the strength of the list is determined, nor where the source of this information comes from. It is extremely mysterious.

The rankings on the battle list do not look at background forces, realms of cultivation, nor are they divided into ancient martial arts, spiritual masters, national arts, or warlocks and superpowers. They are only based on the most realistic evaluation of the warriors' combat power, and only combatants are included in the list.

A warrior ranked among the top one thousand in strength.

Only then did Ding Ning know that the training system of modern warriors is called national martial arts in the martial arts world, and he felt that it was more appropriate.

It is said that when the battle list was first announced, many people scorned it and dismissed it, thinking it was something created by nefarious people.

However, after several ranking challenges, the results of the battle showed that although this list cannot be said to be 100% accurate, it is still close to the tenth. There is basically no error in the assessment of combat power. This is why in martial arts

It has been recognized and respected by the world, and even the country's special departments and international warriors will use the list as a basis to judge the true combat power of the warriors.

Of course, some warriors live in seclusion and do not walk out at all, so naturally they will not be on the list. However, as long as warriors are walking outside, they are proud to be on the battle list.

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in China, and there are countless masters. Under such circumstances, the leader of the Witch Demon Cult can actually be ranked 317th on the battle list. It is no wonder that this village is so arrogant and thinks that it can scare Ding Ning.

It's a pity that he met a young man who was just starting out and hadn't even officially entered the world. He was not afraid of anything, even the young master of the Long family dared to beat him, and the eldest daughter of the Feng family dared to crack a whip. He was also an ancient god.

Chi You inherits the master who possesses the Streaming Divine Artifact. Not to mention whether Wu Tianxie will find a way out for a disciple of the sect who is obviously not taken seriously, even if he does come to visit, Ding Ning will not be afraid at all.

So what if he can't beat him? He is a doctor, a doctor who can save people but also kill people. If he uses all his methods, I am afraid that even a strong man at the beginning of the True Martial Realm may not be able to get a good deal in his hands. Wu Tianxie is still a mere doctor.

I really wasn't taken seriously by him.

Besides, Wu Tianxie is ranked over 300 on the battle list. He is estimated to be at the peak of Tianwu Realm if he breaks through the sky. In his opinion, it would be good if there are ten real martial arts realm warriors walking around in China.

Therefore, as long as Wu Tianxie is still in the Tianwu realm, according to Xuan Ji, as long as he is within two realms of him, and the flow of light is like an instant kill situation, he has nothing to fear.

But after all his calculations, he still underestimated the weirdness of the warlock's methods, and did not realize what kind of attraction the Spirit Gu King had to the Witch Demon Cult, which almost led to an irreversible tragedy. Of course, all of this

This is a topic for later, so let’s not mention it for now.

After he got the information he wanted from Zai Zhaifang, he was a little hesitant about how to deal with him.

Let's kill the village leader. He is a little reluctant to do it. After all, he has no grudges against others, and he also robbed others of their God-Eating Gu King. Although he brought it upon himself, he will just kill him, but now it is a country ruled by law after all.

, he would try his best not to kill people if he could. Besides, the villagers only used people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, so just find the person behind the scenes to settle the accounts.

If he doesn't kill him, I'm afraid he will slow down and continue to harm Harridan.

After some hesitation, Ding Ning decided to abolish Zhai Fang's cultivation and hand him over to Harridan. Whether he was a witness or executed in private, it had nothing to do with him.

"ah!"

The village leader screamed, lying on the ground limply, staring at Ding Ning viciously: "I have told you everything I know, why do you still want to destroy me?"

"Even if I didn't kill you, I would be merciful, but you are still not satisfied."

Ding Ning was very dissatisfied with his attitude and felt aggrieved.

Unexpectedly, Zhai Fang's whole body was twisted, and all his orifices were bleeding. He roared at the top of his lungs: "I will never let you go even if I die."

A "hiss" sound.

As the village leader frantically recited incantations, seven poisonous insects suddenly jumped out from his seven orifices, turning into seven rays of light and disappearing in a flash.

All this happened so suddenly that before he, who had been on guard for the village, could react, the seven poisonous insects disappeared without a trace.

"What did you do?"

Ding Ning felt a little uneasy in his heart and stared at the weak villager and asked sharply.

Zhai Fang was already dying at this moment, his face was covered with black blood spurting from his seven orifices, and he looked as miserable as a ghost.

Hearing Ding Ning's question, the village guard grinned and showed his teeth stained red with blood. His flashing green eyes were filled with the joy of revenge, and he let out a shrill laugh like a night owl: "If you cripple my cultivation, you will kill me."

by me, by me

I am certain to die due to the backlash of the poison I raised, so I sacrifice my soul to Lord Witch and Demon and use my life to curse you. There is a long way to go. I will take a step first and wait for you underground. We will meet soon.

Jie Jie.”

There was a "boom" sound.

Zhai Fang's body was covered with a green luster, and suddenly exploded without warning. The power was not great, and it did not cause any harm to Ding Ning, but the debris and rotten flesh splashed all over his head and face, making him cry out for bad luck.

He didn't feel any guilt about Zhai Fang's death. He would always kill the murderer. Just because he didn't want to kill before didn't mean he was afraid of killing. He just didn't want to cause trouble for himself. He didn't take Zhai Fang's curse seriously.
Chapter completed!