The martial soul clone has no water space, and the martial soul has wasted a lot of ingredients when it acts alone before.

It was shameful to waste food, so after Ding Ning learned from the pain, he gave each martial soul two storage rings, which were used to collect ingredients.

The demon kings were dumbfounded, looked at Ding Ning's deity, and then looked at the white-haired Ding Ning, with a bewildered and dazed expression, unable to understand why there were two Ding Ning, although the hair color was different, but the length was exactly the same.

You must know that the cultivation methods of the demon race and the human race are different, and the human race can condense the martial soul clone when it reaches the Shenwu realm, but the length of time it exists in the outside world varies according to the level of cultivation.

But the demon clan cultivates the power of qi and blood, although it can also condense the martial soul, but it is condensed by the power of qi and blood, and the shape is their ontological demon beast, and the humanoid martial soul is the first time they have seen it, no wonder they will make a fuss.

Ding Ning didn't have the mood to explain to them, and while they were stunned, he instantly entered the second personality and fell into the demon at the same time, and brazenly rushed into the crowd to fight.

"Ahh

A series of screams came, and in a short period of time, seven or eight demon kings were severely injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

The demon king who reacted hurriedly counterattacked, but what was terrible was that Ding Ning's figure suddenly split into three, and two doppelgangers appeared again, plus the white-haired Ding Ning, who had already turned back, divided the battle circle into four with four enemies.

The three elemental clones are immune to physical attacks, and they are like fish in water in battle, with ease, but they share a huge pressure for the deity, and the Douzhuan Xingyi once again exerts terrifying lethality, constantly passing on attacks, so that the panicked demon kings are hit one after another, and let out a ghost crying wolf-like scream.

The starlight enveloped Ding Ning, making him as invincible as a god, and in a short period of time, he turned more than twenty demon kings into his food reserves.

The three doppelgangers and his deity rescued everywhere, greatly reducing the pressure on the Winged People Alliance camp, and suddenly his spirit was greatly lifted, and he mustered up his spare strength to quickly eliminate the demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon City, and under the advantage of one another, the number of demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon City decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon occupied an overwhelming advantage, launching a bloody massacre.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Seeing that the general trend had gone, the demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon City also began to blow themselves up, instantly bringing a lot of casualties to the Winged Human Alliance.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Peng Tianao shouted loudly, turning into Dao Dao golden light, frantically slaughtering those desperate demon kings.

Ding Ning saw Peng Tianao's move for the first time, and secretly admired in his heart, this kid is worthy of being the first genius of the younger generation of the Winged Human Race, and his combat effectiveness is terrifying.

He didn't use any so-called killing moves, nor did he use any terrifying bloodline powers, but he just used Jinpeng to the extreme, and he was able to easily kill the enemy, and even he was ashamed of that speed.

Martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, and it is indeed an eternal truth that remains unchanged.

When the speed reaches the extreme, there is no need for any embellishment of moves, and the extraordinary speed is the way to increase the strength, and the lethality is not inferior to any supernatural power.

However, although the lethality of this extremely fast combat method is amazing, the consumption is also terrifying, no wonder Peng Tianao did not dare to go all out before, and always fought with his hands and feet, seeing that the overall situation was decided, he began to slaughter regardless of consumption.

Ding Ning secretly praised him, he still has a good impression of Peng Tianao, this is a good person with a simple and upright personality, but unfortunately, because of Kong Lei, the two are destined to become close friends who talk about everything.

In order to avoid shocking the world, at this moment, Ding Ning had already recovered the three martial soul clones and set his sights on the most intense battlefield.

It was the battle between the Purple Sparrow Demon King and the Winged Man Ancestor, and at this moment the battle had entered a white-hot heat, every move and every style was full of the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and even the void was constantly being drawn out of the terrifying spatial cracks.

The Purple Bird Demon King sometimes spews black flames from his mouth to scorch the air, sometimes turns into lightning and splits the sky, sometimes ice picks rain like pear blossoms, and sometimes golden lotus blooms and shakes the void...... All kinds of supernatural visions emerge in an endless stream, overwhelming and terrifying.

Ding Ning had always thought that the battle was so difficult because the Winged Ancestor had selfish intentions and never did his best, and was extremely dissatisfied with her, but at this moment, after seeing the true strength of the Purple Sparrow Demon King, he knew that the Wingman Ancestor was wrong, this Purple Sparrow Demon King was too strong, and the nine divine powers were cast in turn, and the Winged Ancestor who was pressed only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back, and could only barely maintain an undefeated situation with the extreme speed of Jinpeng.

Ding Ning watched from the side with relish, giving birth to all kinds of enlightenment from their battles, watching it as if he was intoxicated, and kept deducing and simulating in his heart, Zique'er had many magical powers that he could add to learn from and integrate into his magical martial arts.

Most importantly, this is a rare opportunity to figure out the true form of the Nine-Tailed Finch and the true form of the Golden-winged Dapeng, once he understands it, two true forms will be added to his savage transformation.

The nine-tailed finch is agile and small, coming and going like the wind, and its every move is full of terrifying supernatural powers;

There are commonalities between the two, but they are also not the same, the speed of the Golden Wings in a straight line is unparalleled, and the nine-tailed finch is invincible in a small area, and it is similar to the world alone.

One macro, one micro-control, Ding Ning had a look of enlightenment on his face, his eyes stared at the changes in Zique'er's pace without blinking, constantly comparing with the world, but finally came to an unbelievable conclusion that the Demon King of Zique'er used the combat footwork of the world.

Ding Ning's face became extremely strange, and he was full of malice, thinking, why didn't the Winged Ancestor go alone in the world, but Purple Bird would? Could it be that Purple Bird was the concubine of the old donkey? Or did the old donkey's solitary walk in the world actually learn from the Nine-Tailed Sparrow clan? This made his brain chaotic and puzzled.

"What's so strange, the Nine-Tailed Sparrow Clan, like the Winged Human Clan, is originally a descendant of Kunpeng's orthodox bloodline, and it is not surprising that they have awakened the footwork of the world. ”

The old donkey's voice sounded abruptly in his mind, which surprised Ding Ning, although he had already guessed that the old donkey would be nearby, but he didn't expect that he would never be able to find his traces, the old donkey's skills are really unpredictable.

Looking around, he didn't find out where the old donkey was hiding, and he couldn't even transmit the sound, so he could only mutter: "The nine-tailed finch is also a descendant of Kunpeng?"

"What's more, all the demon races in this demon country are evolved from the bloodline of Kunpeng, and each race can be said to be the bloodline descendants of Kunpeng, but the concentration of the bloodline contained in it is different from the bloodline of the descendants. ”

The old donkey threw out a bombshell again, which stunned Ding Ning for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "How is this possible?" Kunpeng is a combination of Kunpeng and Peng, if it is a bit reliable that demon birds and fish and monsters are its bloodline, how can these races such as tigers, wolves, lions, leopards, and insects also be its bloodline descendants?"

"What you said is very reasonable, but it's not right, although the Kunpeng Ancestor is a combination of Kun and Peng, but it can devour all things, when it evolves into the small world in its body, there has been some kind of transformation in the life level, and all the things that have been devoured by it have been integrated into its bloodline, so the creatures born in the demon kingdom are all its bloodline descendants. ”

The old donkey's voice was erratic, and he patiently explained to him.

Ding Ning was never able to catch its position, but he muttered quietly and did not delay the communication between them, and after nodding his head in a sudden realization, he asked suspiciously: "Grandpa, what are you going to do? Can you tell me the truth now?"

The old donkey was silent for a long time, so that Ding Ning thought it had left before he spoke: "It's time to tell you the truth, there are a group of mysterious people hidden in the Ten Thousand Demon City, I suspect that they are black-blooded mongreds, they seem to be plotting something, but it's a pity that their whereabouts are too secretive, and I can't find their lair, so I want to lure them out and solve this hidden danger." ”

Ding Ning was not too surprised by this answer, but what puzzled him was whether the old donkey knew who the owners of those tyrannical divine senses were, and immediately asked this question.

"They are mountain spirits and tree monsters in the holy mountain, they have lived for an unknown number of years, and their spiritual power is naturally far beyond ordinary people. ”

Ding Ning was taken aback by the answer given by the old donkey, and hurriedly asked, "King Huai is also among them?"

"No, they are not all the way to King Huai, King Huai is a tree demon recognized by Kunpeng's will, and the king of demon plants born in the demon country, and those mountain spirit tree monsters are of unknown origin, no one knows how they were born, I suspect that they are the backhands left by those black-blooded mongrels who invaded the demon country back then. ”

The old donkey's tone was extremely solemn, and he said seriously: "Including this big spider, it is possible that it was cultivated by a black-blooded mongrel. ”

"Cultivated?"

Ding Ning was shocked, this is a god-level spider god who has fallen into the realm, that mysterious power of the suspected black blood plague clan can actually cultivate god-level demon insects, so how strong must they be?

As if seeing Ding Ning's doubts, the old donkey said leisurely: "Don't worry, these black-blooded plague clans have always dared to hide in the shadows, which means that their strength is not to be feared at all, and their strength is limited." ”

Ding Ning was a little disagreeing with this conclusion: "Even the spider gods who have entered the god level can be cultivated, how can their strength be weak? Even if they hide their heads and tails, they may not dare to show their faces, maybe they just disdain to show their faces?"

"You don't know the demon country, this involves the mystery of the origin of the demon ancestor, except for the demon clan, any other race in the demon kingdom will be rejected and suppressed by the Kunpeng will instinct, although the black blood plague clan wants to take the demon country as their own, but before the will of the demon ancestor is completely wiped out, this suppression will always exist, so that their strength can not be brought into play at all. ”

The old donkey patiently explained: "So, this is also the reason why they will cultivate this big spider at the cost of consuming a huge amount of money, that is, they want to cause the insect plague, and they have achieved a certain purpose." ”

Ding Ning nodded suddenly, if it makes sense, but this is terrifying enough, since that mysterious force can cultivate this spider god, it can cultivate the second and third heads, and the ghost knows how long they have been lurking and how many god-level creatures they have cultivated.

What's more, he knew very well that this spider god was actually a demon insect of the Transformation God Realm, and it was only because it had been sealed for 10,000 years and had just laid eggs that it had only cultivated and fell.

"Don't worry, there won't be too many, it's very likely that there will only be this one, you must know that the insect plague ten thousand years ago was set off by this evil obstacle, and the forces in the dark don't know how much time it took and how much it cost to cultivate this spider god, it is difficult for the demon insect to open the spiritual wisdom in one vein, and it is not so easy to cultivate the demon insect of the god realm. ”

The old donkey seemed to be able to read minds, saw through Ding Ning's thoughts, and explained slowly.