Seeing that Ding Fan was unwilling to give up, Witten had no choice but to inject his own foundation into it.
"Hey, it tastes bad to eat it and spit it out again."
Ling Aotian noticed Ding Fan's intention, and a look of sorrow filled his melancholy eyes. He first waved his little hand, and then used Yin Qi to shape two words in the air.
Go quickly!
Heavy pressure came from the top of his head. Ding Fan's legs trembled, and finally he couldn't support it anymore. He fell to one knee and gritted his teeth to persist.
Ling Aotian saw the opportunity and flew toward the magic circle. However, the remaining energy in the crack was huge, and he was ejected again. His figure became blurred for a while, and he seemed to be injured.
puff!
A mouthful of black blood spurted out, sprayed on the ground, and trickled down his chin to his neck.
Leng Ling'er's liver and gallbladder were split, and she said in a trembling voice: "Xiaofan, let's go, I can't lose you!"
"Give me some more time."
Wei Teng was also anxious and persuaded: "Brother Fan, I'm almost an empty shell. You want to persist, but I can't hold on."
Suddenly, a black and yellow aura emerged from under the feet, soared upwards, and merged with the energy of wind and thunder. The crack in the previous magic circle almost doubled in size in an instant!
Before he could figure out the situation, Ling Aotian suddenly flew out and appeared in the ghost mist forest.
"Uncle Ding!" Ling Aotian quickly helped Ding Fan up and was able to escape from the magic circle, which was unexpected.
"It's not a good time to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly." Ding Fan urged.
Where to go?
What Ding Fan thought of was naturally to turn back and wait at the gate of the ghost realm until the alarm clock rings and return to the human world!
"Xiaotian, come into my body quickly!"
"good!"
Ling Aotian ducked into Ding Fan's body. Needless to say, Leng Ling'er had seen a big boss say hello to him, and he was living somewhere in Ding Fan's palm.
Ling Aotian was quite surprised. The ghost forest was always hidden, and the most indispensable thing was the cold, the kind of coldness that came from the heart. At this moment, Ling Aotian actually shivered, it was a sense of awe that came from the bottom of his heart.
"May I ask who this strong man is?" Ling Aotian asked tentatively.
Hahaha, Witten burst into laughter and said proudly: "I am an ancient griffin, and I came to the world with a mission. I am so powerful!"
Ling Aotian trembled again and said respectfully: "Xiaotian has seen Mighty God!"
"Quite polite." Witten praised, thinking of the black and yellow aura just now, and asked: "Xiaofan, where did the third force come from just now?"
"It's earth energy!"
"Why did it turn black?"
Thinking about it, Wei Teng understood that the earth here was different from the human world, and was nourished by the innate yin energy.
The Black Dragon Jade Pendant is divided into four parts. Heaven, earth, wind and thunder can complement each other and form one whole! Just imagine, if the four pieces come together, it will surely shake the power of the sky and make ghosts and gods tremble.
Ding Fan ran along the Nuomi Road. Along the way, there was a forest of ghosts, and there was almost no gap in the ghost mist forest.
The soul-sealing formation was violently dismantled, and the ghosts fled. Although they were not here to attack Ding Fan, they were still running around like headless flies, interfering with the way back.
Perceptually, another hour had passed, but Ding Fan's pace slowed down.
In the ghost realm, there is no front or rear direction!
Even if he turned back, the direction was still forward. Ding Fan actually saw the road sign for the Soul Condensing Valley!
"We can't run anymore. There are nine Lijue beasts guarding the Ninghun River, and when we get to Yinshan Mountain, there are hundreds of mandrills blocking the way. It's better to stay in the Ghost Mist Forest." Ding Fan looked solemn.
"Hmph, just a few little beasts dare to block my way. I think back then..."
While Wei Teng was recalling his past bravery, Ling Aotian exclaimed, "Uncle Ding, it's bad, Kuixian is chasing me!"
His body stiffened, and Ding Fan stood on the spot.
"Who is Kuixian?" Witten asked.
"It's the Yellow Demon." Leng Ling'er explained.
"The gryphon that descends to earth is not as good as a rat, just fuck him!"
After running away all the way, he was chased after him. Wei Teng was so angry that he encouraged Ding Fan to fight with him!
It won’t work without fighting…
Ding Fan appeared in the form of a spirit ghost, and the pressure was slightly reduced. As the trembling footsteps approached, the vision became much clearer. The group of ghosts panicked and fled as far as they could.
Ghosts passed by one after another, there were too many, the images overlapped, the eyes were dark, but it was like a still picture.
Just an illusion!
The ghost images converged in two places, forming two violent tornadoes reaching into the sky, twisting and stagnating.
Suddenly, the tornado pulled to both sides, the ghosts dispersed, and the sky suddenly became clear.
Are the reinforcements coming?
of course not!
What Ding Fan saw in front of him was a yellow illusory image. Compared with the time when he bravely entered Kuixian Palace, it was much clearer and still did not turn into a human figure.
In other words, Huang Yao still didn't take Ding Fan seriously.
"It's you again." Huang Yao spoke with great dissatisfaction in his tone.
"It's against the laws of nature to detain a person's soul while alive. Xiaotian, I must take him away!" Ding Fan straightened his chest.
"Level 2 spirit ghost?" Huang Yao smiled scornfully, "How dare you yell at me? Ding Fan, last time you got away with a trick, of course you thought I couldn't deal with you?"
"Then what do you want?"
"I want you to see how I take away everyone around you one by one, and you run around in vain, and you can only surrender to me in the end."
Ding Fan was about to speak, but he felt his mind wandering, and he uttered a childish voice similar to that of a teenager, "Hahaha, stinky weasel, your wishful thinking is quite loud."
Huang Yao was startled. Although he was suspicious, he still showed his human form.
It was the same as the one I saw outside the soul-sealing formation. He was a skinny old man. He was not tall, with a yellow robe that reached the floor. He had small eyes and sharp chin, and a few sparse yellow beards crossed to form runes. The light flowed and was very strange.
.
"Whose voice was it just now?" Huang Yao asked sensitively.
Ding Fan tried to remain calm, but complained about Wei Teng, "Brother Wei Teng, don't push yourself until you're not strong enough!"
"Humph, so what if he knows, he can only worship him verbally!" Witten said proudly.
"Say it quickly!" The yellow demon was angry, and the pressure dispersed, destroying all the surrounding trees and turning into Yin Qi rising into the sky.
Wei Teng didn't dare to speak harshly, but he placed the basin on Ling Aotian's head and said with the help of Ding Fan, "Hey, I'm Xiao Tian!"
"Xiaotian? Your voice?" Huang Yao's face was full of suspicion, and his disbelief was even greater.
"Yeah, who is it if it's not me?" Witten's playful voice made you feel Ling Aotian's helplessness. He was a civilized and good boy.
"Xiaotian, you and I have known each other for a long time. How can you be such a dirty and dirty person?"
Damn it!
Wei Teng was embarrassed and cursed angrily: "You are a human being, but you have the opportunity to cultivate and become a spirit, and you dare to make plans for others! That's bullshit to revitalize the ghost way. To put it bluntly, neither heaven nor earth can tolerate you, so you can only live in this world."
I found some solace in the ghost of nothingness. I quickly put my tail between my legs and found a hole to hide my old face. Oh, no, hide my butt too. The weasel’s stinky fart is simply notorious..."
Huang Yao's two little eyes widened one and a half times, and a cloud of yellow mist rose up from each hand, "Ding Fan, I don't care what tricks you do, today is the day you die!"