Chapter 907

Not only Ding Yi but also Shi Tianhu was scared to death.

Wuwu, he rushes over, picks the ghost mirror that Ding Yi threw away from the ground, and looks at Ding Yi.

Brush, a cold light shines on Ding Yi.

Ding Yi raised his head and yelled, "ah." I felt as if I had been pulled out of bone and flesh.

The black line just got in was pulled out of his body a little bit.

This black line should be the will of the deathmaker. The ghost mirror can attract and pull him out.

However, the will of the death emissary is stronger, and the black line begins to twist, struggle, and get into Ding Yi's body again.

Ding Yi tried his best to grasp the black line with his hands, but the black line seemed to condense like black smoke. It was an illusion of nothingness and could not be grasped at all.

Shi Tianhu is in a hurry. He throws the ghost mirror to the ground. Bang, bang, bang, bang, hit with his hands and kick with his feet. He wants to destroy the ghost mirror, but no matter how he hits it, it's useless.

Can only watch that black line a little bit, penetration, finally completely into Ding Yi's brain.

"Well." Ding Yi yells, plops, falls to the ground and covers his head with force.

He has felt the will of the death messenger enter Ding Yi's body.

"Hahaha - after that, I will be you, you will be me -" the death messenger laughed wildly.

Ding Yi's body began to change, her skin became dry and her life lost.

If not unexpected, he will soon become a mummy, like Zhitian Haoran, and later become the host of the death messenger.

Usually to control a person, we must control his brain.

The will of the death messenger is like a long black thread, which quickly enters Ding Yi's brain.

At the same time, the breath of death, decay, decay and so on, also quickly multiplied in Ding Yi, more and more.

Ding Yi is about to die.

"How can you compete with me?" The angry voice of the fairy bug is earth shaking.

That's right. She has been using Ding Yi's brain as a lodging. She lives well. Unexpectedly, one day, someone rushed in to rob her.

It's excrement. It's urine.

But at this time, the death emissary also came to Ding Yi's mind and saw xiaoxianchong.

"What are you? Eh, it's like a natural spirit. It's really good. It's devouring you too -- "the death messenger swoops at you.

"Go to hell." The little fairy insect opened her lovely mouth and bit on the black line.

Black line, also known as potential and into a small fairy insect into the body.

A fierce confrontation between black and white forces.

However, it seems that xiaoxianchong usually rushes to the sky, and can't cover it at the critical time.

Just after a while of fighting, Ding Yi's mind saw that xiaoxianchong's body began to turn a little black.

You're finished, little fairy bug. You can't even fight a devil's will.

Xiaoxianchong is also angry, and a little scared: "find someone to help me, find someone to help me --"

Who can I ask to help you? I can't protect myself. Ding Yi has a look around. Shi Tianhu is standing in front of him with a ghost mirror in his hand.

Seeing Ding Yi's motionless and painful expression, Shi Tianhu seems to understand his mood and meaning.

Suddenly, Shi Tianhu squatted down slowly, then fell to the ground, lying on the ground steadily.

Ding Yi is wondering when he sees Shi Tianhu painting on the ground with his right hand.

"Come here, look me in the eye, get closer to me."

Shi Tianhu quickly wrote a few words.

Ding Yi quickly bends over and looks into Shi Tianhu's eyes.

His eyes are as deep as the starry sky. When Ding Yi looks at them, he feels as if his body has fallen into the starry sky. Suddenly, he feels dizzy.

Boom, he was shocked and felt something rush into his mind again.

Damn, you're using my head as a battlefield?

Ding Yi quickly sat down, then lay on his side, closed his eyes, and began to run the "Xingyun emperor Sutra" to stabilize his brain.

Yes, he knows. Skytiger came in, too.

Shi Tianhu, the messenger of death, plus xiaoxianchong, three kinds of monsters use his head as a battlefield. If ordinary people are killed in this way, even if they don't die, their heads will be wasted and they will become idiots.

So Ding Yi immediately ran the Xingyun Sutra to stabilize his brain and protect his brain from damage.

Thanks to his recent brain development, he has been promoted to 40%. If Shi Tianhu had been in his thirties, Ding Yi's brain would have collapsed immediately.

Shi Tianhu didn't come in before. He was also afraid of Ding Yi's brain injury. Now he can't help it.

"Don't be afraid - if I die, remember to take my bones back to Shi Wa and tell Sheng Nan that Dad misses her very much --"

Boom, Shi Tianhu's will also rushes into the black and white, and sends a quick message to Ding Yi.

"Whoa!" the deathmaker began to roar. He was alone, facing two opponents.

The wills of both sides are entangled and engulfed to see who is strong.

If there is no xiaoxianchong, Shi Tianhu is certainly not the opponent of Deathbringer, but after joining xiaoxianchong, Deathbringer will soon become downwind.

"Damn it --" can't I steal chicken, but I will be hurt? He continued to attack, not only did not swallow xiaoxianchong, but Shi Tianhu secretly attacked him.

As soon as he saw that the situation was not good, he wanted to leave.

But his previous host body had been crushed by Ding Yi's sword, and there was no place to go.

"Ah - I'm fighting with you..." he yelled wildly. The black line twisted like a dragon, and it turned over the river in Ding Yi's mind.

Ding Yi only felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if someone were digging in his head.

"I eat, I eat, I eat you up." The little fairy insect is biting the black thread like a piece of fat. It refuses to let go and swallows it a little bit.

"Ah --" the death emissary is going crazy. Under the joint attack of Shi Tianhu and xiaoxianchong, he gradually retreats, and the black line is less and less.

"Ning Yi, practice him and me quickly, don't let that big insect devour them all, it has a great effect on your cultivation - maybe you can sacrifice the ghost mirror -" at this time, Shi Tianhu's voice came to Ding Yi's mind again.

"Train you?" Ding Yi had thought about it before, but his father-in-law was in his mind. How could he do such a thing.

But now, Shi Tianhu's initiative is different: "if you don't practice, it's better to kill this little bug. In the end, death envoy and I will be devoured by her. I came in to help you, not her."

Of course, the father-in-law thought about his son-in-law, preferring Ding Yi to xiaoxianchong.

"Can you go back? Back to the bones? " Ding Yi doesn't want to train him.

"Silly boy, this is my last will. Of course, I can't go back. I'm in the corpse. I used to suppress and seal him. Now the seal is useless. It's useless for me to go back. Sooner or later, it will disappear. If you can practice it, it will do you some good --"

Ding Yi can hear the sadness in his voice.

He has become white bone and will never be resurrected.

After the seal fails, he will disappear sooner or later.

Unfortunately, I can't see Shi Wa and Shi Shengnan again.

Well, I'll train you all.

Ding Yi roared and ran his own Xingyun great Sutra crazily. His ideas also joined the battlefield, and the four forces merged into one.

This is not enough, he again took out the blue demon core that had not eaten before, and put it in his mouth.

"You're crazy. Fight me." Xiaoxianchong was surprised and called: "how can we even attack the three robberies of human beings?"

Ding Yi knows that both death envoys and Shih Tianhu have a strong will. Training them has both risks and great benefits.

It's very likely that it's going to be a disaster.

"Ah, forget it, I'll let you --" xiaoxianchong hesitated a few times and decided to help Ding Yi.

The stronger Ding Yi is, the longer she can survive. If Ding Yi is too weak and is killed, she will lose her body.

With the help of xiaoxianchong and Shi Tianhu, the battlefield in Ding Yi's mind immediately reverses.

Ding Yi's ideas, like countless streams merging into rivers, are growing stronger and stronger, and devouring the wills of Shi Tianhu and the messenger of death.

Thoughts, like the sea, travel around in his body, where they flow, where the air of death disappears one after another.

These gases of death and decay, instead of killing Ding Yi, have become his tonic.

It's not because Ding Yi is too strong, but because xiaoxianchong and Shi Tianhu help him.

They devour most of the Qi of death, then transform it into Xuanqi and replenish it in Ding Yi's body.

This is equal to two masters filtering, leaving Ding Yi pure Xuanqi.

"Damn, you dare to absorb and practice me --- you know who I am --- I'm the death messenger of hell --- you're dead, you're dead" -- the death messenger screamed in horror. At this time, he wanted to escape, but he had no chance at all.

"Ah." His cry became more and more miserable and weaker. I don't know how long it took for him to disappear.

Boom, at this time, Ding Yi's mind is a scene again.