"So, these people will definitely not watch this precious spider god die here, and they will definitely save it, right?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ding Ning's mind, and he suddenly understood the old donkey's intentions.

"Yes, I originally planned to do so, but the plan can't catch up with the change, Hexiang is here, I'm going to leave first, be careful yourself, don't die here." ”

The old donkey gave a vague explanation, and disappeared without a trace, no matter how Ding Ning asked, he couldn't get a response.

Who is Hexiang and why is the old donkey so jealous of him?

Ding Ning was confused, but he secretly raised his vigilance and was on guard carefully.

Whoosh!

Thirteen figures wearing white robes and carrying ancient swords suddenly appeared on the scene, which shocked Ding Ning's heart.

Although he didn't release his divine sense to investigate in order to avoid causing trouble, with his perception, he didn't even find the traces of these thirteen white-robed people in advance, which was enough to see how terrifying these people's strength was.

Looking carefully, I saw that the leader was an old man in a white robe with white hair, a ruddy complexion, and immortal wind bones like a person in a fairy, who was frowning at the moment and carefully looking at the Lock Dragon Star Array.

Behind him, there were men, women, old and young, all staring at the Lock Dragon Star Array with interest, and a strange look flashed in their eyes.

As soon as the thirteen white-robed people landed, they all stared at the Lock Dragon Star Array, and they actually ignored the battle between the Winged Man Ancestor and the Purple Sparrow Demon King, as if the battle of that level could not arouse their interest at all.

Ding Ning was secretly frightened, where did this come from, the aura exuded by the weakest of the white-robed people seemed to be inferior to the half-stepping god of the Winged Man Ancestor, wouldn't it be said that the weakest of the thirteen white-robed people were all half-stepping gods?

What was even more unexpected to him was that the Winged Man Ancestor and the Purple Sparrow Demon King, who were in the middle of the fight, immediately stopped fighting after discovering the arrival of the thirteen white-robed people, jumped to the ground and bowed respectfully: "Peng Guke (Purple Sparrow) greets the seniors." ”

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows in surprise, this was the first time he had learned the name of the Winged Ancestor, and it was the first time he had seen her respectful appearance.

"Hmm!"

The white-robed old man led by him had a calm face, and he just squeezed out a monosyllable from his nose in response, but the Winged Man Ancestor and Zi Que Er were not the slightest dissatisfied, and stood respectfully, as if the old man's attitude was natural, which made Ding Ning amazed.

At this time, Peng Tianao and the others also slaughtered the remnants of the demon king, ignoring the blood stains and stains all over their bodies, and came up to see them one after another, their attitude was extremely respectful.

The white-robed old man at the head ignored their visit, as if they were not qualified to talk to him, and circled back and forth around the Locking Dragon Star Array, as if he was observing the layout principle of the Locking Dragon Star Array.

A middle-aged man behind the old man stepped forward and pointed to the Lock Dragon Star Array that trapped the Spider God and asked domineeringly, "Who set up this array?"

Everyone subconsciously looked at Ding Ning, Ding Ning frowned, stepped forward and said, "It's me." ”

"What kind of formation is this?

The middle-aged white-robed man stared at Ding Ning with burning eyes, and asked in an arrogant tone.

Ding Ning didn't like it in his heart, and said coldly: "What is this formation, and what does it have to do with you if there is a formation diagram?"

The Winged Ancestor's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly raised his voice and said, "Ning'er, don't be rude, this is the elder of the Crane Clan, the guardian clan of my Ten Thousand Demon Leader. ”

The middle-aged white-robed man had a gloomy face, raised his eyebrows proudly after hearing this, and glanced at Ding Ning with disdain.

Ding Ning frowned, and said with a sneer: "Guardian Clan? Hehe, it's really ridiculous, I didn't see them show up when the insect plague was rampant, but now the spider god is trapped, but they came after the insect plague was stopped, I really don't see what they look like a guardian group." ”

"Boy bold!"

"You dare to insult my crane clan. ”

"Look for death!"

The middle-aged man suddenly pulled out the ancient sword behind his back, glared angrily at Ding Ning, and drew his sword against each other if he didn't agree with each other.

The faces of the Winged Ancestor and the others changed drastically, and they were about to step forward to dissuade them, but Ding Ning sneered, and said fearlessly: "What? Am I wrong? ”

"You...... Look for death!"

The middle-aged man was furious, and the ancient sword in his hand suddenly slashed down at Ding Ning's head.

"Stop!"

The old man in charge suddenly shouted, and the sword in the middle-aged man's hand stopped abruptly as if it violated the laws of physics, stopping at Ding Ning's neck, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his neck with the cold cold.

"Patriarch, this kid ignores the majesty of my Crane Clan, and must be severely punished to set an example......"

The middle-aged man said unwillingly, but suddenly found that everyone had strange expressions, looking at him with strange eyes, and he was surprised in his heart, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Lowering his head in horror, he saw that a hideous fangs were against his chest, and with just a light send, it could pierce his heart, and he couldn't help but sweat drops the size of beans on his forehead, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the patriarch's shout to stop saved his life, and if he didn't stop, maybe the two of them would have died together by now.

Fight like Kilkenny cats?

The corners of Ding Ning's mouth hooked up with a touch of disdain, if it weren't for the spiritual attack contained in the old man's shout, which made his movements pause for a moment, this middle-aged man would already be a dead man at this moment.

"Little friendly skills, good means. ”

Hexiang's eyes flashed, staring at Ding Ning and saying something in his words.

Ding Ningyun lightly stretched out his hand to push away the ancient sword that the middle-aged man had put on his neck, and said with ridicule: "Each other!"

He is not a fool, how can he not hear the ruthlessness of blaming him in Hexiang's words, and immediately his heart is on fire, and he does not hesitate to-for-tat.

"Bold, dare to be disrespectful to the patriarch!"

The middle-aged man lost face in front of everyone, and suddenly pointed at Ding Ning domineeringly and shouted angrily.

"I'm talking to your patriarch, what are you, there's no place for you to talk here. ”

Ding Ning's eyes widened, and for the first time, he used the pupil of control, and his eyes were full of purple and flashing with a demonic luster.

The middle-aged man's eyes were empty for a while, and then he shook his head in shock to regain his clarity, and couldn't help but take two steps back, lowering his head and not daring to look at his eyes again, his heart was full of fear.

At that moment just now, it seemed that his life and death were not under his control at all, and the power of the will that was so strong that it was irresistible made him feel a sense of fear that he despised himself.

Ding Ning sighed secretly, his cultivation is still insufficient, in the face of a strong person whose realm is much higher than him, he cannot exert the true power of the Pupil of Control, otherwise, the middle-aged man at this moment has already controlled his will and has become a slave who obeys his life.

But it's okay, although this middle-aged man has not been destroyed, the seeds of fear have been planted in his heart, and he will never dare to provoke himself again.

He Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a fine light flowing in his eyes, and he released his divine sense to carefully pay attention to the movements around him, but he never found anything.

At that moment just now, he seemed to sense a terrifying will coming that made him feel palpitations, but it disappeared into invisibility in the blink of an eye, making him suspicious, not knowing if it was an illusion or a strong person peeping beside him.

"Year of the Crane, what's wrong with you?"

A beautiful white-robed woman with a beautiful face like a girl couldn't help but ask curiously when she saw the middle-aged man drooping her head without saying a word.

"Uh, Crane Spirit, I'm fine. ”

Crane Nian raised his head, his eyes flickered, he didn't dare to look at Ding Ning, and he piled up a stiff smile and casually asked the crane spirit's perfunctory question.

Although Crane Ling felt a little inexplicable, he didn't think too much about it, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, focused his eyes on Ding Ning's body with interest, bowed to him with a fist, and said in a gentle tone: "This little brother, Crane Nian had a bad attitude just now, I apologized to you for him, please don't be surprised." ”

Now it was Ding Ning's turn to look weird, and he looked at her incredulously and said, "Little sister, how old are you this year, did you call me the wrong one just now, I think you should call me little brother." ”

It's no wonder that Ding Ning said this, after all, no matter how he looks, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he is a cute and beautiful little Luo Li, and he actually calls him a little brother, how can he not taste it.

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence was said, everyone burst into laughter, and even Hexiang no longer looked like a fairy wind bone, laughing back and forth, and was overjoyed.

Crane Lingqiao's face was dizzy, and she held back a smile, shaking her head and smiling bitterly.

"Little friend, the old man is 38,362 years old this year, and Ling'er is my daughter born when I was 33,500 years old. ”

Hexiang stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Ding Ning opened his mouth wide in astonishment, looked at the crane spirit who seemed to be smiling in disbelief, and was stunned for a long time before muttering: "My God, it turned out to be a thousand-year-old witch." ”

"What are you talking about? Tell me clearly, who is the thousand-year-old witch?"

The smile on Crane Ling's face immediately retracted when he heard this, and he pinched his waist and asked menacingly.

"Uh, you...... Hehe, it's no wonder that you lost your words!"

Ding Ning wanted to scold her twice, but when she saw that her big black and white eyes were faintly flashing with tears, her heart couldn't help but soften, and she laughed twice and apologized.

But in his heart, he was secretly complaining, he was an old monster who had lived happily for 5,000 years, and he was also a strong man who had half-stepped into the gods, and he couldn't even cry his nose at every turn, which was too naïve.

How did he know that the crane clan, as the guardian race of the demon country, has a long lifespan that other races cannot match, five thousand years is an unimaginable time for the human race, and for the demon race, it is also a long time in the demon life, but for the crane clan, five thousand years old is just an adult, which is equivalent to the eighteen years old of the human race.

So in the strict sense, Crane Ling is still a juvenile crane, equivalent to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, Ding Ning said that she is an old witch, how can she not feel wronged.

"Okay, okay, Ling'er, he doesn't know the Shouyuan of our crane clan, the so-called ignorant is not guilty, don't blame him. ”

He Xiang is the head of the family, but he loves the youngest daughter of He Ling, and when he saw her tears, he said with kindness on his face.

You must know that he doesn't look at the herds of children under his knees, but only the crane spirit has reached the half-step god realm when he is not yet an adult, and his demon qualifications can be seen in general.

"Humph!"

He Ling wiped away his tears, pouted his pink little mouth, glared at Ding Ning fiercely, and turned his head to ignore him angrily, exactly the same as the children in the kindergarten when they were angry, which made Ding Ning cry and laugh.

Hexiang shook his head speechlessly, and didn't care about her anymore, looked at Ding Ning with deep eyes, and bowed deeply with his fists: "Little friend, he was offended by the fact that he was not inferior in the year of the crane before, and the old man is here to make amends for him." ”

"Patriarch Crane is too polite!"

Ding Ning didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly held his hands to show that he didn't take it to heart, but in fact, he muttered to himself in his heart, and the old man was condescending, the ghost knows what he was thinking, he must be careful.

Don't look at him, he has never trusted the old donkey very much, but after all, he has a blood and family relationship, and he believes that the old donkey will not harm him, so he is 120,000 wary of Hexiang in his heart.