Ding Ling raised his head, his gaze penetrated the layers of void, and finally arrived at the place where the moonlight came from. Yes, this was the moonlight. Because he saw the mountains on the moon.

Looking at the full moon, Ding Ling was silent. It was fifteenth again.

The spell of the corpse witch continued, and the spiritual power of Ding Ling and Bai Qianqian continued to flow with the spell, from the beginning to the end, getting faster and faster. When the spell of the corpse witch became louder, Ding Ling found that his spiritual power was almost gone.

He lowered his head and looked at Bai Qianqian's slightly pale face because of his spiritual power exhaustion. He felt ache in his heart. He lowered his head and gently touched his mouth to Bai Qianqian's forehead.

Bai Qianqian closed her eyes and murmured: "I hope you don't suffer too much when you die."

"Well... I'll accompany you."

At this time, Ding Ling heard a sound of fighting. He and Bai Qianqian opened their eyes and looked towards the direction of the stairs at the same time.

Ding Ling's spiritual power has not yet dried up. He closed his eyes and directly amplified his spiritual consciousness to the extreme. He saw that wherever his spiritual consciousness reached, two mid-level supernatural masters, several supernatural masters were quickly crushing the monsters!

"Two extraordinary mid-levels!" Ding Ling's eyes ignited hope, and he kissed Bai Qianqian's forehead hard: "Stop it!"

However, the spell of the corpse witch did not stop at all. It seemed as if it didn't know that its souls and demons could not stop the people outside. It just kept chanting the spell, and its voice became louder and louder, and its low and hoarse voice echoed throughout the cave.

With the spell, bubbles began to emerge from the water in the nine tripods. Gradually, the bubbles became bigger and bigger, and finally opened.

Under the bright moonlight, a spiritual power slowly rose in the cauldron in the middle. Then, the spiritual power that Ding Ling and Bai Qianqian had just passed by in the moonlight quickly mixed into the spiritual power with the spell.

The voice of the corpse witch became louder and louder. It raised its hands, revealing the palms of the white bones. Ten finger bones kept waving and tugging. As it moved, the spiritual power rising from the middle actually danced!

Ding Ling's heart was raised to his throat. He couldn't see what the corpse witch was doing, but he knew that Bai Susu and the others were getting closer and closer, and he could even vaguely hear Bai Susu's scolding!

The corpse witch still didn't care about the outside. It was like directing a large-scale performance, focusing all his attention on the beating spiritual power in front of him.

Gradually, the spiritual power began to disperse and finally slowly gathered together.

Ding Ling's pupils shrank!

This... is a personal form!

As the spiritual power gathered into a human form, Ding Ling suddenly felt a powerful and unparalleled spiritual power falling from the sky in the moonlight and sank directly into the statue behind him! Then he rushed into the newly formed figure from the statue.

"roar!"

With this unparalleled spiritual power entering the body, the newly formed spiritual power figure... no! It is not spiritual power, it is... soul!

The soul burst out with an earth-shaking roar.

"My axe is here!"

Ding Ling saw that the soul opened its hands and roared with pure spiritual power. As it roared, a burst of spiritual power like a shock wave quickly spread around.

Xing Tian... Xing Tian's soul is resurrected?!

Ding Ling's heart was already shocked, and at this time, the voice of the corpse witch became so loud that it became sharp and sharp. Ding Ling only heard a low "pang" sound!

He felt a hole appeared on his ankle for no reason, and then his blood was wiped away and left.

Blood flowed along the altar to the nearest tripod. As soon as it stopped in the boiling water, it rose directly into the air and quickly spread on the soul with its teeth and claws.

I saw that the soul, which was originally in a pure white light, spread rapidly since it touched Ding Ling's blood and finally stopped at the chest.

At this time, I felt a puff on my back, and a large piece of flesh was instantly torn apart for no reason.

"Ah! Damn it!" The extremely painful pain immediately made Ding Ling curse.

At this moment, he finally understood that the corpse witch was about to resurrect Xing Tian. It first awakened Xing Tian's soul, but it did not occupy his body by taking the soul, but... it wanted to use his flesh and blood to resurrect Xing Tian through secret techniques!

Ding Ling's eyes were about to break, and his face became extremely distorted due to pain, anger and despair. Bai Qianqian felt the roar in his heart, and her tears were pouring out like a spring. She could not organize all this, and she didn't know what to do...

Although her spiritual power was exhausted, even she heard the sound of fighting from afar, but... when they arrived, could Ding Ling hold on?

As Ding Ling screamed again, another piece of flesh on his leg was torn apart and flew directly into the cauldron.

This...is the real life of human flesh!

Bai Qianqian hugged Ding Ling tightly, and her lips fell on Ding Ling's face like raindrops, hoping to relieve Ding Ling's pain.

"You are paralyzed..." Ding Ling turned his head, trembling, and his eyes were already filled with anger: "Mingyue!!! If you don't come out again, I'm going to die!"

With his shout, another piece of flesh and blood was torn apart.

As soon as Ding Ling closed his eyes, his whole body trembled.

At this moment, the bright moon, who had been deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, slowly opened his eyes.

In just a moment, she understood everything through Ding Ling's thinking.

"Xing Tian?"

"I'm going to die."

"I can't die." Mingyue felt Ding Ling's extremely angry and painful. She stood up and directly reached out and threw a fruit into her mouth. Her eyes were calm and cold, without any expression.

The spell of the corpse witch continued, and its spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, especially the claws full of white bones, which were flying back and forth like a storm.

As its notes soared, Ding Ling flew into the cauldron with another piece of flesh and blood.

The interval between these pieces of flesh and blood is getting shorter and shorter. It may take less than two minutes before Ding Ling will be torn into a bone frame...

Xing Tian's soul was still roaring lowly, Ding Ling's blood was still flowing, still concentrating on its spirit body. Now it is like a sketch outlined by a child with a red pen, both terrifying and funny.

"Come on the axe!" Xing Tian's soul roared lowly. It spread its hands and watched Ding Ling's blood slowly gather and settle in front of his chest: "Come on my axe!"

That is to form the heart.

Ding Ling's face was still extremely pale.

Just then, a crisp sound was heard throughout the nine heavens: "I'll give it to you!"

Mingyue's figure instantly rushed out of the void. The next second, the Xuanyuan Sword, which had been stuck in front of the altar, emitted a red light, slashing heavily at Xing Tian's head!

"I'll kill you again!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!