You can feel it without looking, it's the phantom wind coming again.
A look of horror appeared on Gong Peizhen's face, but it just flashed by. She laughed and said: "Haha, that witch is a sixth-level spirit ghost, and Huan Feng was attracted to her."
"I'm ugly, and I don't like anyone else." Leng Ling'er smiled disapprovingly.
Gong Peizhen wondered why Ding Fan and Leng Ling'er were not in a hurry?
What was even more puzzling was that a dwarf tree suddenly appeared next to Gong Peizhen. It seemed that she had seen it before, but it was too gorgeous. Just when she was thinking about what kind it was, the phantom wind had already arrived.
No!
Gong Peizhen exclaimed, let go of her climbing hand, and kicked her feet hard. She would rather fall to death and start over again than have her soul torn apart by the phantom wind.
"Ding Fan, when I am reborn, I will definitely kill you!"
Before she fell, Gong Peizhen was already wrapped in the phantom wind. She struggled unwillingly, but to no avail.
The surrounding rocks were crushed into dust, and Gong Peizhen finally turned into a thick black mass of deathly air, squirming in the phantom wind.
Spending this virtue and waiting for rebirth, I don’t know how long it will take.
Leng Ling'er sneered, and just when the phantom wind was about to disappear, her body was like lightning, directly dissipating the wind and Gong Peizhen, who had become a ball of black energy!
From now on, there will be no Gong Peizhen in heaven and earth!
Ding Fan was shocked. When Leng Ling'er turned back, he complained: "Ling'er, you are too reckless!"
"Hmph, I want this silly woman to understand that the life loan contract does not include the afterlife item." Leng Ling'er mocked.
"Then you shouldn't attack the phantom wind."
"The phantom wind continues, and I don't know how much spiritual power it will consume to transform it. If I can directly disperse it when it is weak, it can also relieve your worries." Leng Ling'er said softly.
Ding Fan was extremely moved and vowed: "Ling'er, you and I also have a contract. I promise that one day, I will make you a real ghost fairy!"
Leng Ling'er was very excited and said angrily: "Now it is the sixth level, which was something I didn't dare to think about before, let alone the seventh level ghost fairy."
Witten took over the conversation, "Why don't you dare to think about it? Ling'er, you are already at the sixth level of the intermediate level. If you can survive the Fantasy Wind Cliff, you may have reached the critical point of upgrading."
Of course Leng Ling'er knew that her cultivation level had improved, but she still couldn't believe it, "Brother Wei, can I really be a ghost fairy?"
"When you meet me, everything is possible. It's your destiny." Witten said boldly.
Leng Ling'er curled her lips, obviously it was because of following Ding Fan that she got where she is today, but she still thanked her happily and said, "Brother Wei's good words!"
Gong Peizhen's death brought happiness to the three of them.
Ding Fan worked hard and avoided the phantom wind again and again. After countless years in the ghost realm, he finally saw the peak within his sight!
The distance was still far away, but Ding Fan felt that the top of the mountain seemed different from the human world.
The edges were neat and there were not too many curves. Ding Fan suspected that it might be an underestimation or a ridge.
"Brother Fan, three phantom winds are coming!" Witten issued a warning.
The two streams are almost right next to each other, coming close to the cliff, and the other one is diagonally behind, but it is the way back!
"Xiaofan, emergency plan!" Leng Ling'er shouted.
With the movement of spiritual power, a group of low green plants appeared, and two groups of phantom winds rushed forward, causing sand and rocks to fly in an instant.
Unable to stabilize himself, Ding Fan fell from the cliff. In the process, he transformed into a short tree again, and the third phantom wind also hit him. Huge rocks fell one after another, and Leng Ling'er flew to smash them. Some of them couldn't avoid them, so they simply
Use your spirit body to resist.
Ding Fan was wrapped in the golden light of Weiteng and looking for a place to stay, another phantom wind came from the bottom up.
However, arriving at just the right time, Ding Fan transformed into a tree below, and with the help of momentum, he moved upwards without falling down, and finally fell into the cave above that was blown out by the phantom wind.
"Ling'er, how are you?" Ding Fan asked hurriedly.
"I've lost some cultivation, but it's nothing." Leng Ling'er pretended to be relaxed.
Ouch, ouch...
Wei Teng's voice came, and Ding Fan was helpless, "Brother Wei, when you go back, you will definitely be rewarded with spiritual stones!"
"Hehe, I didn't say I wanted it either."
Be good if you get a bargain!
"Brother Wei, I really admire your positive and optimistic attitude. I have been into the ghost realm several times and I am still affected by negative emotions." Ding Fan gave a heartfelt thumbs up.
well!
Wei Teng sighed heavily and said helplessly: "If you had been in Canglong Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, you would have reached my level."
Have fun in the midst of suffering.
The peak is just above, keep going.
A new difficulty appeared. Ding Fan was in a cave, which was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
If you want to rock climb to the rocks above, you need to hang vertically in the air, which is extremely difficult because you cannot leap.
Ding Fan lifted his feet off the ground and moved to the edge with his hands. Leng Ling'er stepped on him and climbed up first, then pulled Ding Fan so that he could continue climbing.
When we reached this height, we didn't encounter any other level four spirit ghosts, most of them had already fallen halfway.
The summit is getting closer and closer. Whenever hope is ignited in my heart, the sense of distance remains unchanged, as if I am doing useless work in the same place.
Tests are inevitable!
Ding Fan calmed down his mind and took his time, even if the phantom wind appeared, he would not change his rhythm.
It felt like seven days and seven nights, and finally, the peak was just within touching distance!
The heart that was almost withering began to beat violently again. Ding Fan was overjoyed. He kicked his feet hard and put one hand on the edge of the peak. Suddenly, a small scream came from the bottom of his heart.
Without paying attention, Ding Fan almost revealed his true form!
What was supposed to come, finally came.
Shocking bird!
The whole body is gray and black, except for a touch of gray on the neck. The body is like an eagle, but the head is round and big. The wings are spread out, about three meters, and the left wing supports a long black feather.
Fierce wind!
In an instant, a violent wind surged out from the gale and swirled around the frightened bird!
One thing kills another, and the fierce wind is indeed the enemy of the frightened bird.
But the frightening cries of the dying birds made Ding Fan's heart almost jump out of his chest, his eyes swollen and protruded, and every cell suffered the pain of bursting.
It wasn't until there was a muffled pop sound that the frightened bird disappeared, and Ding Fan gasped for air and leaned against the cliff in exhaustion.
Before he could recover, the screams of two frightened birds rang out, one from the left and one from the right, attacking from a flank!
A heart that had not yet calmed down was about to be torn into pieces. Ding Fan could no longer hold back and let out a painful roar.
Liefengmang couldn't hold it and fell off directly. Leng Ling'er caught it and handed it back.
He barely waved it out, and the frightened bird on the left was trapped, but Ding Fan was no longer able to deal with it, his mind was in chaos, and he would give up at any time, abandoning all the worries in the world.
In a flash before his eyes, the huge phantom of Witten appeared.
The Frightened Bird stopped suddenly in mid-air and stared blankly at Witten. After all, it was the ghost bird with a mind from Huanfeng Cliff. Soon, the Frightened Bird also discovered that this was just a bluff. It screamed again and again and launched another attack.
Wei Teng was embarrassed, and his spiritual consciousness connected with Ding Fan, helping him to unleash the fierce wind again!
The frightening bird on the right also disappeared. Witten was helpless. The little spiritual energy he had absorbed was exhausted. Seeing that the peak was just a leap away, three more black shadows shot out!