Chapter 237 One-eye Boy, Eight-Armed Ghost

Ding Eleven took the first action, his thin claws leaned forward, and the five black evils attacked Ding's first door. In fact, his move was obviously bluffing. With one move, his body had been swept aside and rushed straight to Ding 13.

Sanrong Sankui magic skill is a magic skill handed down by the seven-star island night owl department. Ding Shou is obviously also very afraid. Ding Eleven doesn't know whether he has completed it. He doesn't want to take risks. Therefore, Ding Eleven attacked with one move, and Ding's head moved five steps to avoid Ding Eleven's attack.

On that side, Ding Eleven has jumped in front of Ding Shisan, and his left claw grabbed it to capture Ding Shisan's soul. Ding Shisan knew his strength and retreated to avoid it. Ding Eleven chased him with a shadow with a yin smile. His nose sucked, and the surrounding space was twisted and black. With a "squeak" sound, a black figure came out of Ding Shisan's skull. The shadow is the refined ghost shape of Ding Shisan, which condenses a lot of blood and soul on it, which is the foundation on which he uses ghost magic.

Once Ding Shisan's shadow was sucked out, he immediately felt the powerful devouring power of Ding Eleven with a mole on his forehead. He wanted to try his best to regain it, but this ghost shadow had been swallowed into Ding Eleven's abdomen. The magic skill of Sanrong Sanku is really powerful.

Ding Eleven lost the ghost that he relied on, and his mind suddenly became dizzy. The possessed evil spirit immediately got rid of the bondage of the contract, escaped from his spiritual mirror, turned into a black smoke, and escaped into a tomb. Ding Eleven suffered a double blow, and the source of power disappeared. His brain lost his spiritual power and almost became a fool. His feet fell to the ground as soon as his feet were soft. Ding Eleven grabbed his top door with his claws and buckled them in his palms, which devoured up the little remaining flesh and blood of his soul.

Ding Eleven's face was slightly swollen and covered with a layer of blood. After cultivating the three glory and three withered magic skills, he was able to force Ding Shou to retreat with one move and kill Ding Shisan in an instant, which made him suddenly expand. It seems that I have the strength to fight with Ding Shou. What else can I run?

His thoughts flew around like lightning, dispelling the idea that he had wanted to escape, and turned around and pounced on Ding Qi not far away. Ding Qi led the little girl, which was called the mother emperor by Qixingyu sect. Ding Eleven's target was this little girl. Because as Ding Shou said, Ding Eleven colluded with the leader of the Department of A to grab the little girl and dedicate it to Jia Shou.

At this time, several tombstones around exploded, and several blacks rose in the air. Eight figures dressed exactly like Ding Shou appeared in front of him, together with Ding Qi and Ding Twelve, surrounded Ding 11 in the middle.

"The brothers of Ding have come, and it seems that they have wanted to deal with me for a long time. I will fight with you." Ding Eleven was not afraid. His palms pressed on his chest, and a red light flashed from his skull-like forehead. A red human figure the size of a seven or eight-year-old flew out of the top door and fell in front of him. This humanoid protects the body with blood, full of sharp teeth, and the blood color stands alone between the eyebrows. It holds a long black whip in its hand, which is easy for the ghost master to fight.

This red human figure is the ghost metamorphosis of Ding Eleven's secret refining of three glory and three withering cultivation. I don't know how many innocent practitioners have been swallowed and refined before it was condensed. The shape of the red child is exactly the same as that of the evil spirit attached to him. The evil spirit enjoyed the blood food sacrificed by Ding Eleven and gave Ding Eleven a strong evil spirit power. This red shape condenses the dual cultivation of evil spirit and Ding Eleven, which is really violent and fierce.

Originally, it was a meeting of ghost teachers, but now it has evolved into a roommate. This turning point surprised the three of Yun Zheng, so they simply sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight. It was better for them to defeat both sides. Yun Zheng asked the old god in a low voice, "Grandpa, how is Ding Eleven's current cultivation than that of Party A Eleven?"

Grandpa grinned, "I think it's better. Damn, he condensed this red kid, which makes people panic, and I don't know how many people's blood has been sucked."

"Who do you think Ding Shou and him can win?" Yun Zheng asked.

"Ding's head is full of people. Of course, he can't fight alone, and Ding Shou can also beat him." The old god looked at the chaotic situation and said with a treacherous smile, "Let's do it later. Don't worry about it at this time."

Yun Zheng looked at the trembling little girl standing beside the small temple and asked the old god in a low voice, "What is the mother emperor? The little girl is very ordinary. I didn't see anything special.

Grandpa shook his head and said, "This grandpa doesn't understand. It sounds like some kind of sacrifice. You will know when you catch Ding Shou and ask." He was very confident in his words, as if Ding Shou had become his bag.

Somehow, Yun Zheng was very worried about the little girl's safety and had secretly made up his mind to save her first when he took action.

Ding Eleven manipulated the evil spirit of the one-eye child with his mind and rushed to the ghosts of Ding, with a creepy smile. The black whip in his right hand suddenly raised and rolled to the weaker Dingbu 12. Ding Twelve turned into black smoke and flew out of the circle of the whip. He was secretly escaping from the fatal blow. The child's evil spirit turned into a grin, and a red light flashed on his forehead, and a ghost condensed light and shadow flew out and "poof" nailed into Ding Twelve's forehead.

A blood shot from the back of Ding Twelve's head. He suddenly fell forward, and a ghostly shadow swept out of his top door and quickly swept out. Everyone knows that this is Ding Shi's possessed evil spirit. If this thing leaves the body, it is equivalent to the invalidation of the evil spirit contract, and this ghost teacher is better than death.

The evil spirit left the body, and Ding Twelve, who fell down, was already unconscious. The child evil spirit rushed to his face, unexpectedly opening his big mouth full of fangs, biting his bones creaking, and stained red and white. In fact, the child evil spirit can completely devouring the blood soul with the ghost method, but he prefers this most primitive method of replenishing the blood soul, and the ghost teacher around him is also chilling all over.

This scene is really disgusting. Yun Zheng's facial expression can't help twisting. If he ends his feud with Ye Xiao and doesn't deal with these evil spirits in the future, it's fucking disgusting.

Ding Eleven smiled proudly and manipulated the child's evil spirit to rush to Ding Qi. The little girl known as the mother emperor was still in Ding Qi's hands. Ding Eleven and the leader of the Jia Department negotiated the condition of this little girl. If they didn't take her away, they were free to talk about everything.

Other ghost teachers move with the one-eye children, and naturally they should protect the safety of Ding Qi and the little girl. Ding Qi also quickly took the little girl to hide next to Ding Shou. Ding Eleven has always gathered in front of him again. Ding Shou, who was like a 70 or 80-year-old woman, suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice, "Let Ding Eleven come over. Doesn't he want to sit in this position? I give him this opportunity."

The ghost teachers looked at each other. Ding Shou chose to fight alone with Ding Eleven. There is this rule in Qixing Island. Unconvinced lower-class ghost practitioners can choose to challenge the leader. If they win, they can take office. If they lose, they will naturally die. But this matter is just as usual. The ghosts of Ding can also follow the excitement. However, today it is obviously to punish Ding Eleven, a traitor of Ding. You can rush up and hang him. Why do you have to take this risk to fight alone? Especially Ding Eleven has now raised this one-eye child to such a fucking point, and he still chooses to fight alone. Ding Isn't the chief a little too big?

"You hidden evil hearts are included," Ding Shouhe sneered and stretched out his finger. "Today, this first is not a bright means. You think that this first sitting in this position is in vain, which just destroyed Ding Eleven and made you two hearts."

The ghosts answered in unison, "I dare not."

Ding Shou said, "Of course you dare not have the strength. If you don't have the strength, you think you are still a fuel-efficient lamp!"

At this time, the ghosts gave way to both sides, and the one-eye child released by Ding Eleven rushed up with a smile, waving the black whip, like a child running happily to the big candy.

"Bang!" The whip in the evil spirit's hand exploded and had been thrown at Ding Shou. Ding Shou sneered, stretched out his two fingers of his left hand and clamped the whip, and the two diffuse black evils suddenly stirred together. The black devil fog is not owned by the entity. It is condensed by ghosts. When it gathers, it will form and disperse and turn into smoke. The black devil whip in the red ghost's hand can be clamped by Ding Shou with fingers, which can't be controlled to disperse. It can be seen how deep Ding Shou's ghost cultivation is.

The red kid's whip can't be shaken off, and he can't grab it. For a moment, he was angry and screamed. The harsh sound sounded like a broken saw blade scraping on the glass, and Yun Zheng suddenly had an impulse to rush out and trample on the red kid.

The evil spirit turned into anger, and a red light flashed on his forehead, and the red light and shadow flew out again and shot straight to Ding Shou's forehead. Ding's head silk did not move, and his right finger flicked gently, and a ghost came out of the air with a "ding" sound and scattered the red light and shadow.

Ding Eleven saw that he was in a deadlock and hurriedly ordered the kid to abandon the whip and go straight to Ding Shou. Ding Eleven also flew up, and ten rays of black evil came out of the air and hit Ding's head directly.

"It's my turn." Ding Shou said in a hoarse voice, and a black light flashed on his forehead, which also released his ghostly thoughts.

Yun Zheng took a look and couldn't help but be shocked by his ghostly thoughts. The black evil flew out of Ding Shou's forehead and instantly condensed into a tall figure, with three eight arms of evil looks, blue-faced fangs, eyes like torches, with a huge evil flame, which was creepy.

The eight-armed ghost is the evil spirit that Ding Shou sold to the soul. Its transformation devours the flesh and flesh of the soul of the refined practitioners, making its whole body as red as blood, eight points worse than the red kid raised by Ding Eleven.

As soon as the illusion of the eight-armed ghost appeared, the red ghost saw that his legs were a little soft and slippery, and he turned around and ran away. The eight-armed ghost shook off his feet and chased after him. With a muffled roar, the nine ghost peak buzzed and trembled. He raised his legs and stepped on the one-eye Tongsha fiercely. Then the eight-armed ghost opened his mouth and breathed, and the blood condensed on the one-eye child's body was swallowed up by his brain.