And in such a short time, Fan Tingting had already rushed up from the mountain road out of breath.
I happened to see the sight of white smoke rising from the head of a middle-aged man with a mustache.
Without taking any rest, Fan Tingting pointed angrily in the direction of the middle-aged man with a mustache.
"I'm so kind to you, little one!"
How dare you betray me? Believe it or not, I will let you blow yourself up now!"
After psychic Ruyi broke away from the middle-aged man with a mustache, he immediately restored contact with Fan Tingting.
And Fan Tingting had done a recognition ceremony for the psychic Ruyi.
Not only are the two mentally connected, Fan Tingting can also control Ruyi's life and death at any time.
Fan Tingting instantly felt the strong fear and begging for mercy from psychic Ruyi.
This made Fan Tingting's heart soften again.
He snorted arrogantly: "You're a little kid who knows what's going on.
Now that you know you're wrong, why don't you get back here quickly!"
Nangong Lingjue, who was standing aside, looked on stupidly and saw that the white smoke coming out from the head of the middle-aged man with a mustache turned into a line.
Then he crashed towards Fan Tingting and disappeared instantly.
The middle-aged man with a mustache looked a little tired for a moment.
But he didn't give up the idea of escape, and suddenly ran away.
But the speed is obviously much slower than before.
Yang Haoran's expression turned cold and he kept staring at that guy.
He rushed out like an arrow and was about to catch up with the middle-aged man with a mustache.
At this moment, the middle-aged man with a mustache, knowing that there was no escape, suddenly turned around and faced Yang Haoran.
The face is ferocious and the look is vicious.
He raised his arm and slapped Yang Haoran on the face.
Yang Haoran had a cold look on his face: "How dare you try to do the same thing even though you have a small skill?
If your skills were stronger, maybe I could still be affected.
But with this little ability, you are looking for death!"
While speaking, Yang Haoran's punch was so powerful that it directly collided with the palm of the middle-aged man with a mustache.
With a muffled bang, the middle-aged body with a mustache flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off.
It actually flew out more than ten meters away and landed on the ground with a thud.
Nangong Lingjue on the side was full of surprise and was sighing at the power of Yang Haoran's punch.
Yang Haoran stomped his foot bitterly.
"You bastard, you actually cheated!
But you can’t run away. If I don’t catch you today, Master Tao will never wash his feet for the rest of his life!”
As he spoke, Yang Haoran rushed out like an arrow from a string.
And quickly arrived at the side of the middle-aged man with a mustache.
Nangong Lingjue looked at it stupidly, a little confused.
I thought Yang Haoran would mention the middle-aged man with a mustache.
Unexpectedly, Yang Haoran ran over like the wind without even looking at him.
While Nangong Lingjue was looking confused, Fan Tingting was already chasing after him like a whirlwind.
Nangong Lingjue couldn't help shouting: "What are you going to do?"
"Of course I'm going to help. You should hurry up."
"oh."
Nangong Lingjue agreed stupidly, a little confused about the situation.
The speed was very fast, and he rushed to Fan Tingting's side in one step.
I happened to pass by a middle-aged man with a mustache and pointed with his finger.
"Isn't he right here? What is Mr. Yang chasing?"
Fan Tingting glanced at him, looking strange.
"Of course we are going after that world-guarding spirit. This guy is just a shell that has already died."
Nangong Lingjue swallowed hard, feeling that he was a little indigestive from such sudden news.
I was about to ponder for a while when I saw Fan Tingting running in the direction of Yang Haoran.
Nangong Lingjue quickly followed him, raised his eyes and looked ahead, but Yang Haoran was already gone.
Fan Tingting didn't hesitate at all, threw her legs and ran as fast as she could.
Nangong Lingjue couldn't help but be puzzled: "Mr. Yang has disappeared. If we keep running around like this, we will cause trouble to Mr. Yang.
How about we just wait here."
Fan Tingting said while running: "I'm not running around.
I have a navigation here, so it’s not wrong at all.”
The navigation Fan Tingting talks about naturally refers to the psychic Ruyi. That guy can easily sense the existence of the guardian spirit.
Nangong Lingjue, however, didn't know why and was too embarrassed to continue asking.
He could only run around behind Fan Tingting in confusion.
After running for about four miles, we basically reached the top of the mountain.
Nangong Lingjue's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw Yang Haoran in front of him.
Yang Haoran was standing in an open space, motionless with his back facing the direction of Nangong Lingjue.
In mid-air above Yang Haoran's head, there was something like a Bagua disk suspended.
The thing that Nangong Lingjue thought was the Bagua Pan was naturally the Qimen Dunjia Pan that Yang Haoran separated again.
At this moment, a faint white light was being released, covering the entire area of more than ten meters around Yang Haoran.
Nangong Lingjue felt surprised and was hesitating whether to get closer.
Fan Tingting had rushed to Yang Haoran's side regardless.
"Brother, have you trapped him? Do you want me to help?"
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up and he laughed.
"You came at the right time to give Tong Ling Ruyi a chance to make up for his mistakes.
Let him force the world-guarding spirit out of me, otherwise I will never let him off lightly!"
"I know, little thing, hurry up and come out!"
Following Fan Tingting's shout, Psychic Ruyi transformed into a white cloud floating next to Yang Haoran.
Then he was kicked into the formation by Yang Haoran.
Then I saw the white cloud that appeared from the psychic wishful thinking fell to the ground, and then turned into the shape of a big black dog.
In the distance, Nangong Lingjue's mouth twitched and he pinched himself hard.
Only then was he sure that what he saw was a real scene and not a dream.
He felt that his world view had been severely impacted, and he could not understand the scene in front of him at all.
At this time, the big black dog let out a roar, pounced into the void, opened its mouth and bit down.
Following the black dog's bite, a scream came from the originally empty void.
Then a black shadow appeared.
The black shadow looked like a person, but it was very illusory.
At this moment, I was bitten tightly by the big black dog. I tried my best to break free but couldn't get rid of it.
Yang Haoran's hand flashed red, and he held the Soul-Eating Sword in his hand.
Then he stepped into the formation and approached the black figure bitten by the big black dog.
Without saying a word, he picked up the Soul-Eating Sword and stabbed the black shadow.
Then I heard a stabbing sound, like the feeling of a red-hot iron rod piercing the pig's skin.
"ah!"
The black shadow let out a heart-rending scream and struggled even more fiercely.
But he was enveloped in the white light of the formation and could not break free.
