Ling Aotian was a sixth-level spirit ghost in the ghost realm, and was treated by the yellow demon with blue eyes. Now that he has returned to his true form, his cultivation seems to be still above Ling Zifeng's.
The level of cultivation is relative, in Huang Yao's eyes, they are all weak.
The soul-sealing formation was destroyed and Huang Yao was furious. This incident will definitely alarm the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce.
Ding Fan urged: "Brother Ling, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly!"
"Kindness without saying thanks!"
Ling Zifeng clasped his fists and said solemnly: "When I send Xiaotian to a safe place, I will repay him with my life!"
“See you later!”
Ling Zifeng stretched out his hand, put the necessary things into the storage ring, took his son's hand, and ran downstairs in the blink of an eye.
Ding Fan followed closely behind. As soon as the group went out, they heard a cold voice: "Great Protector, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?"
Ling Zifeng's face darkened, and he clasped his fists in the air: "Second Protector, you and I have no grievances, so please don't wade into muddy waters."
"joke."
Whizzing!
Two figures flashed across the sky, and then two people appeared in the sky.
He Qi, the second protector of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, and the other one was slightly younger, Ling Zifeng's face darkened, "The fourth protector has always been idle, why are you here today?"
"Ling Zifeng!" Pang Lu, the fourth protector, called you by your name and gloated: "The chamber of commerce usually favors you, but I didn't expect that you would become a traitor after taking all the benefits!"
"I joined the Chamber of Commerce to save my son." Ling Zifeng's cold eyes were filled with frost, and his tone was icy: "But my only son is in the hands of the so-called own people."
"Stop talking nonsense and take your life!"
Pang Lu pulled out a spiked steel whip from his waist and struck Ling Aotian in the face without any courtesy.
If he dares to attack his son, Ling Zifeng can fight him to the death!
Whoosh!
The steel whip was still and no one saw it. At some point, it was firmly held by Ding Fan.
"You?" Pang Lu was startled, and he drew back the steel whip in embarrassment.
"Brother Ling, you go first!" Ding Fan ordered.
snort!
He Qi fell to the ground, his face as cold as frost, "I can't go anywhere. Great Protector, I'm sorry!"
He Qi turned his palms into swords, carrying pieces of snowflakes, and attacked Ling Zifeng on both sides, trying to block his way.
Pang Lu was ruthless and cold-blooded. He raised the steel whip again, with a cold explosion that shot through the sky. The tip of the whip curled up like a snake letter, trying to break Ling Zifeng's neck.
Ding Fan took action in a hurry, and with a bang, Pang Lu disappeared!
Ding dong!
A small object fell at He Qi's feet. He looked down and was horrified to see that it turned out to be a bent, charred steel whip.
"Ding Fan, you, what are you doing?"
He Qi was stunned and suddenly remembered this mission, only to find that Ling Zifeng had already taken his son and strode away in the air!
The first thought was to chase him, but Ding Fan stood in front of him with a heavy face. He Qi gritted his teeth and wanted to rush over. Thinking of Pang Lu who was in ashes, he didn't dare to take a step.
"It's natural for the Second Protector to be called Shunqi, but his behavior today is aggressive and unkind." Ding Fan sneered.
"If Qi is not a king, how can he be truly free and at ease?" He Qi snorted.
"Brother Ling is a person that the Second Protector knows better than anyone else. His fate today may be your fate soon."
"Ding Fan!" He Qi clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes: "You keep doing bad things, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself!"
"It's better to think about how you will return to life when you see your master."
Ding Fan laughed, walked away, passed by He Qi, knocked him staggering, and then disappeared into the night sky.
A chill rose from the bottom of his heart. He Qi finally loosened his clenched fist and left in a hurry.
Returning to Fuyun Residence, Ding Fan looked out the window. The desolation in the suburbs was enough to drown out one or two strange sounds. Tomorrow's sun would still rise slowly.
“Ouch, hum…”
Since coming back, Witten has been half-dead.
Ding Fan had a headache from the noise, so he sat down and said, "Brother Wei, what's wrong?"
"I'm very tired. Oops..."
"Everyone is working hard." Ding Fan said deliberately.
"I'm the most pitiful. The little spiritual energy I absorbed has been vomited out." Witten sighed, crying: "Brother Fan, I'm so weak now that I can't even transform into an image. You can only hear my voice.
Already."
"Can't do anything?"
"right……"
"Oh, what a pity. I have prepared a hundred spiritual stones for you..."
"Haha, anyone who knows me is my younger brother!"
The virtual image of Wei Teng immediately appeared in front of us. It was pitiful and even more imaginary. It is sad that such a majestic divine beast has been reduced to its current situation and can only be stored in a small corner of the Tianmeng Order.
Ding Fan kept his word and released hundreds of spiritual stones in a big way!
The feeling of being poor and suddenly becoming rich!
Witten was so happy that he took a deep breath, and in the blink of an eye, there was a pile of gravel in the room.
Still unfinished!
That’s gone too!
Leng Ling'er was stunned. In the same time, she didn't even absorb a single innate Yin Qi butterfly.
"Brother Wei, thanks to you this time, I will try to find the spiritual vein as soon as possible and let you suck it up." Ding Fan said with great ambition.
"Of course I understand Brother Fan's intentions. However, I let the Ling family and his son take advantage in vain, but there is nothing in return." Wei Teng is cautious and is still thinking about this matter.
Leng Ling'er looked down at the butterflies on her skirt and smiled without saying a word. She had benefited the most from this trip.
"Poor Xiaotian, he is trapped alone in the magic circle. Moreover, this body is younger than his actual age." Ding Fan explained.
"Brother Fan, don't look at appearances in everything. If Ling Aotian was an ordinary child, how could he be taken away by the yellow demon?"
"..." Ding Fan choked and couldn't answer for a while.
"Also, even if they are taken away, the other ghosts are wandering in the forest, and the memories of the human world are disappearing, but Ling Aotian seems to be alive. He has reached the sixth level of ghost ghost cultivation in a few years. It can be seen that Huang Yao is not ordinary to him.
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"Brother Wei, is it because this kid is so talented?" Leng Ling'er asked.
"That's one thing. In addition, you have to pay attention to fate. Hehe, the boy named Ling is actually the reincarnation of the Black Tiger Immortal!"
Ding Fan was shocked!
It turns out that the Black Tiger Cliff in Dongqingshan is not a legend.
"Could it be that Xiaotian and Sister Feifei are in the same situation?"
"It's different. The real body has already died. It's like natural death. It can't survive the fate, but when it's reincarnated, it carries a lot of spiritual power. Hehe, whether it's biological or adopted, Ling Zifeng still works hard as if he's a treasure.
Little tiger cub!”
Wei Teng gave an affirmative answer. There was no mark in Ling Aotian's body, indicating that the original body had died.
"It's impossible for Brother Ling to not be aware of this matter at all." Ding Fan thought.
"I don't know what mortals think. Just think about it yourself."
Wei Teng's shadow disappeared, but Ding Fan really didn't feel sleepy at all.
Huang Yao once said personally that his affection for Ling Aotian was no worse than that of Ling Zifeng, which showed that the friendship between the two was extraordinary.
Maybe, we were friends before!
Ling Aotian has no evil spirit in him, he has a good nature, and his relationship with Ling Zifeng is much stronger than that of Huang Yao.