The unparalleled domineering Ghost Ancestor grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's throat in one fell swoop.
And Ding Xiaoyi's cultivation was also imprisoned, which made him feel very aggrieved.
He didn't know whether the ghost ancestor's clone won or the ghost ancestor's main body won.
But looking at the moody Ghost Ancestor, he felt that the original Ghost Ancestor should have won.
"Boy, do you have any last words?" The ghost ancestor didn't give Ding Xiaoyi any chance to explain.
His eyes turned cold, and then he asked Ding Xiaoyi solemnly.
"My dear, I took away the bones of the corpse ancestor to rescue you, but you want to kill me, and I won't accept it."
Ding Xiaoyi was so angry that he couldn't stop talking. He pointed at Guizu's nose and cursed wildly.
But the Ghost Ancestor's face still didn't change at all.
He looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and tightened his hand slightly on Ding Xiaoyi's throat.
Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt the vitality in his whole body rushing towards the dead branch-like palm like a tide.
And he felt that he was having trouble breathing. Was he going to die? He couldn't help but thought to himself.
"No……",
Xue Ningshang did not escape too far. When she saw Ding Xiaoyi's throat being held by the black-robed figure, she couldn't help but reveal a look of sadness in her eyes.
She turned into a stream of light and shot toward Ding Xiaoyi, and then landed next to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Let him go quickly." Xue Ningshang bit her silver teeth.
A look of frost appeared on her face, she raised her long sword and pointed at the black-robed figure in the distance and said without fear.
"Tsk, tsk, here comes another one who is not afraid of death."
But there was an evil smile on the ghost ancestor's face.
He reached out with his left hand, and a strong suction force swept towards Xue Ningshang.
Xue Ningshang's whole body trembled, and she found that her whole body was imprisoned by a series of restrictions.
Ghost Ancestor grabbed Xue Ningshang's throat with his left hand.
A faint light shot out from his eyes, falling on Xue Ningshang's delicate and flawless face.
Although Xue Ningshang was trembling all over, there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, there was a look of relief.
"Little girl, aren't you afraid of death?" Ghost Ancestor clasped Xue Ningshang's throat with his left hand and asked sinisterly.
Ding Xiaoyi was horrified. He tried to turn his head to look at Xue Ningshang, but found that he could not turn his neck.
"Are you afraid of death? Who is not afraid of death? How could a majestic ghost ancestor ask such a childish question?"
Xue Ningshang seemed to have put life and death aside for a long time, and she replied to Ghost Ancestor silently.
"Afraid of death, why don't you come back?" Ghost Ancestor had a joking look on his face, and he asked Xue Ningshang again.
Ding Xiaoyi was trembling with fear.
He didn't expect Xue Ningshang to come back again. He had already told Xue Ningshang to run away.
"Ghost, please drive her away," Ding Xiaoyi angrily yelled at Ghost Ancestor.
The ghost ancestor turned his cold eyes and exerted slight force on his right hand.
Ding Xiaoyi's breathing stopped immediately, and he felt that he was about to suffocate to death.
His face couldn't help but turn red because he couldn't breathe.
"Boy, you should pay more attention to yourself. Even when you are about to die, you still care about others."
The ghost ancestor's gloomy voice was like a ghost coming out of the Nine Nether Prison, without any emotion.
"You... this... ghost... guy, please let her go." Ding Xiaoyi spat out a few words with difficulty.
All the Gang Yuan in his body was sealed, causing him to speak intermittently.
"In that case, let the two of you be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, so that you can have a companion on the road to hell. Oh, of course, even if you fall into the Nine Nether Hells, you can still come to me."
Ghost Ancestor's sinister gaze flashed, and he buckled hard.
Ding Xiaoyi saw Xue Ningshang's face turn pale, then her head tilted, and then she disappeared.
sound.
"Ah... no..." Although Ding Xiaoyi couldn't speak, his heart was as sharp as a knife.
He couldn't help but roar in his heart, his eyes filled with scarlet color like a violent ferocious beast.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi who looked like a ferocious beast, a proud smile appeared on Guizu's face.
He looked at Ding Xiaoyi faintly, as if he was enjoying the scene of Ding Xiaoyi being humiliated.
"Ahem..." Ding Xiaoyi made an angry sound from his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
He could only make a sound like a beast roaring from his throat.
He stared at Gui Ancestor, his eyes filled with endless killing intent, and he was not willing to cut Gui Ancestor into pieces.
"Hate, be angry",
Ghost Ancestor looked at Ding Xiaoyi faintly, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi jokingly.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was like a furious ferocious beast, his red eyes staring at the Ghost Ancestor.
He couldn't help but struggle, trying to escape from the confinement of Ghost Ancestor.
But no matter how hard he struggled,
The hand like a dead branch clung tightly to his throat, preventing him from moving even a little bit.
"Boy, I'll let him experience what life is worse than death." Ghost Ancestor's sinister expression emerged.
He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.
"Roar..." Ding Xiaoyi let out a violent beastly roar from the bottom of his heart.
His eyes were bloodshot and filled with red light, and he stared at Ghost Ancestor.
Xue Ningshang had already made no sound.
Ghost Ancestor let go of his left hand, and Xue Ningshang's body floated in the void, like a dead corpse.
"Ah..." Ding Xiaoyi's heart was as sharp as a knife,
He finally saved Xue Ningshang, but unexpectedly died at the hands of Ghost Ancestor.
The guilt in his heart came like a tide, and he struggled like an angry beast.
"Boom..." Ding Xiaoyi did not expect that his anger would cause a loud noise in his body.
After the loud noise, mysterious energy surged out of Ding Xiaoyi's legs, and the energy rushed toward his body like a great beast.
"Boom..." As the mysterious power in his legs surged, he felt his blood begin to boil.
He felt as if the blood in his body was on fire, and his whole body seemed like a volcano waiting to erupt, and his whole body was filled with power that could destroy the world.
"Roar..." Ding Xiaoyi felt that his body contained majestic power, which was enough to destroy the world.
His whole body was filled with energy like a volcanic eruption, and every energy surged into his blood.
His whole body was filled with heat, and Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were filled with scarlet red.
"Click" sound,
Under the impact of that mysterious force, Ding Xiaoyi felt the shackles that imprisoned him make a crisp sound.
That crisp sound caused a series of reactions.
With a "boom", Ding Xiaoyi felt as if his brain was exploding.
The restriction that Ghost Ancestor sealed around him broke apart in that moment.
"Ghost, die," Ding Xiaoyi roared angrily, holding the sword tightly in his hand.
He raised the long sword in his hand and turned it into a divine weapon that split the sky and split the earth and struck hard at Ghost Ancestor.
Ghost Ancestor did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi would break through his confinement and attack him.
He raised his palm and grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's slashing sword.
"Hey...",
A sharp and high-pitched sword roar sounded.
Ding Xiaoyi's long sword stirred up layers of huge waves of sword energy,
The sword energy strangled the protruding palm of Gui Ancestor like a beast, and then chopped off Gui Ancestor's head like a broken bamboo.
Feeling this powerful sword, Ghost Ancestor's expression changed slightly.
But he didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi's counterattack before his death would be so strong.
Ghost Ancestor's face showed unconcealable anger, and Ding Xiaoyi let him ravage him like an ant.
But at this time, Ding Xiaoyi was filled with rage, and his sword energy swept across him.
"call……",
Ding Xiaoyi was furious, like a Lingtian war god.
He raised his sword and slashed at Ghost Ancestor fiercely.
However, that sword was as plain and simple as it was without any brilliant sword light. The sword just slashed down towards the Ghost Ancestor in the air.
The sword was clumsy, like a three-year-old child wielding a sword for the first time.
But with that simple sword, Ghost Ancestor felt a fatal crisis.
That sword didn't have a mighty sword intent;
There was no dazzling sword energy, Ding Xiaoyi seemed to just slash the sword casually.
"Not good." Ghost Ancestor retreated hastily.
But that sword followed closely like a maggot attached to the bone, and Ding Xiaoyi's body clearly did not move.
But Guizu felt that sword was everywhere,
The void was filled with that sword, and the sword that was everywhere struck down hard on his body.
After Ding Xiaoyi swung the sword,
He stood motionless in the void, with the sword still firmly in his hand.
He was as motionless as a clay statue, but Ghost Ancestor felt the sword shadows all over the sky slashing down towards him.
There is no sword energy or sword intent, just an ordinary sword.
