Ding Ning had no hope to scan the storage ring, but found the cold iron arrow he had obtained in the Forbidden City.

Cold iron is naturally extremely cold, belongs to Yin, and can absorb evil spirits.

Ding Ning was overjoyed. It was difficult to spend tonight, but it would be different if there were cold iron arrows.

Ding Ning attacked several times, and blasted the ghosts that rushed up in one go. Then he picked up the cold iron arrow and inserted it into the ground. He quickly drew a formation next to it.

With the cold iron arrow as the eye of the array, the rich Yin evil around seemed to have found the outlet of the catharsis, and brought waves of whirlwinds into the pagoda, gathering straight into the cold iron arrow.

The pressure everywhere around him suddenly became lighter, and Ding Ning's dizzy mind became much clearer.

However, Ding Ning was not in a hurry to attack, nor was he in a hurry to find the person who commanded the zombie and evil spirits behind him. He still fought slowly and consuming time.

After persisting on the fourth floor for about half an hour, the sandalwood in the incense burned out, Ding Ning pulled out the cold iron arrow and went to the fifth floor of the pagoda.

When he reached the fifth floor, there was a cassock hanging there to block the invasion of evil spirits. Ding Ning inserted the cold iron arrow again and continued to absorb evil spirits.

Those jumping corpses rushed over one after another, but they still couldn't get through Ding Ning's level. If Ding Ning's battle was still very difficult at the beginning, it has gradually become easier now because the surrounding evil has decreased a lot.

But the bearded man in the dark didn't know this, he was just a little surprised.

"This monk's combat power is a bit beyond imagination!"

He murmured at the Wanfo Pagoda. It was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night, but Wanfo Pagoda was only attacking the fifth floor, and it would be dawn by five o'clock. The sunlight would not allow these evil auras to exist, and he would not have much time left.

He took out the spirit seal banner and shook it in the wind. Blood suddenly rolled around and evil spirits were scattered. A zombie with green face and fangs appeared under the banner.

"I won't play with him anymore, let's go together!"

The bearded man pointed at Ding Ning in the tower, and the zombie howled, rolled up the evil spirit and turned into wind, and rushed straight to the Ten Thousand Buddha Tower.

He also followed the zombie and set off. The old woman beside him was not idle either, but turned into a huge crow and rushed to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.

Ding Ning was easily killing the zombie ghosts on the fifth floor, and suddenly felt awe-inspiring in his heart, "Not good!"

What should come will come eventually.

He swung out a staff and knocked away a piece of zombies. Ding Ning came to the edge of the tower, and there were less evil around him. His divine consciousness could be released. Seeing the darkness, the three shadows rushed towards this side very quickly.

Ding Ning swallowed a spirit gathering pill, and hit the He Shi Bi in his hand again, bringing a golden and jade light, and hitting the crow in front of him.

The bearded man and the flying corpse king were obviously difficult to deal with, so they needed to get rid of this annoying monster first.

The crow was injured. His realm was not as good as Ding Ning, and Heshi Bi was a medium-grade magic weapon. When Ding Ning was prepared, he could not resist his full-strength attack at all, and was hit in the air.

He let out a scream, blood flew away, and he fell down with a spin.

Ding Ning didn't care whether it was dead or not, but added another Zixiao Divine Thunder, completely turning it into ashes.

After killing the crow, Ding Ning pulled back into the tower, grabbed the cold iron arrow and headed straight for the seventh floor.

The real enemy appeared, and he needed to protect Murong Yan.

The cold iron arrow was inserted into the ground, and evil energy gathered in it. I don’t know if the cold iron arrow absorbed so much evil energy and would turn into an evil magic weapon.

There was a glass lamp on the seventh floor. Ding Ning put the lamp next to Murong Yan. Then he quietly guarded here, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Soon, the bearded man rushed to the seventh floor with the flying corpse king.

Ding Ning looked up at the two enemies. The bearded man was at the sixth level of Qi-induced energy. He was three levels higher than himself, and the fighting power of the flying corpse king was only above the bearded man, not below him.

This will be an arduous battle. Ding Ning's double-colored bamboo pinched it: "If you take ghosts and raise corpses, you should be punished by heaven."

"Hmph! If you go against the will of heaven, will you suffer punishment from heaven? We are all the same. Stop talking nonsense, give that girl to me and you can leave."

Seeing that Ding Ning was strong in combat, the bearded man didn't want to fight him to the death.

“Nothing is possible.”

Ding Ning said, and with a flash of his finger, a golden sun needle was quietly released, piercing the flying corpse king's chest!

The flying corpse king obviously followed the command of the bearded man. Now the bearded man did not let him do it. It was panting while panting, and it was the target of the sneak attack.

The golden sun needle was silent and hit the Queen of Flying Corpse and immediately emitted a ball of sun fire!

The flying corpse king screamed strangely, slapped his claws hard, and his whole body was filled with evil spirits, trying to use this evil spirit to extinguish the fire.

The bearded man didn't expect Ding Ning to suddenly take action during the conversation. He was furious and held a long black knife in both hands and attacked Ding Ning.

Ding Ning couldn't retreat, Murong Yan was right next to him. Where else could he retreat? He held a double-colored bamboo in his hand to fight with the bearded man.

As the strong winds flew, the pagoda swayed.

The flying corpse king finally extinguished the flames with his evil energy. After all, the number of flames in the Sun Golden Needle is extremely small, and it is not enough to destroy the zombie that is about to become a drought-ba.

The flying corpse king received the order from the bearded man and immediately joined the siege of Ding Ning.

"A mere evil spirit dares to attack me and find a fight!"

Ding Ning used his momentum to strike out with a stick, and the surrounding space was blocked, almost irresistible. He forced the flying corpse king who was nearly in the late stage of the God Refining to scream and retreat.

The flying corpse king showed a hint of fear in his green eyes, and he almost ran away without obeying the command of the bearded man.

The bearded man is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master, but he cannot completely subdue the flying corpse king. He can only suppress it with the spirit sealing banner. Now he releases it, and the time cannot exceed one hour at most. After one hour, the flying corpse king must be taken back, otherwise it will be out of control.

Ding Ning's staff just now made the bearded man's heart beat wildly. Sure enough, the guardian of the natural Yin Evil body was indeed extraordinary. This attack would probably be difficult to resist in the God Refining Stage.

If Ding Ning had such power in every attack, even if he and the Flying Corpse King joined forces, there would probably be no need to fight this battle.

But the bearded man didn't believe in evil, so he forced himself to order the flying corpse king, and the two continued to attack Ding Ning forward and backward.

Ding Ning really can't emit such a powerful attack every time, as it will consume a lot of energy. It is usually a normal way to fight.

The three of them thought the space inside the pagoda was too small, so they jumped to the top of the tower in the seventh floor, and fought in the air with clouds.

Ding Ning quietly left the treasure hunter next to Murong Yan to protect her. He used the power of magic weapons to occasionally use another powerful attack to repel the opponent. He resisted the attack of two middle and late-stage masters of the God Refining.

And he is only at the third level of the God Refining. If this record is expressed, I am afraid that the world's cultivators will surprise them.

Occasionally, I swallow a spirit gathering pill, and if I am really tired of killing, I will use a spirit stone.

Time gradually came almost five o'clock, and the bearded man and the flying corpse king joined forces to gain the upper hand.

The replenishment of vitality could not resist the consumption speed. Ding Ning dragged it for nearly an hour with his thunder strike. It was already a miracle.

The skylight in the east is gradually brightening, but there are about ten minutes before the sun comes out.

The evil spirit in Tianlong Temple has almost disappeared at some point. Those evil spirit zombies lack the nourishment of evil spirit and cannot defeat the monster treasure hunting rat.

But the bearded master was not in a hurry. Ding Ning was already at the end of his strength and could not hold on for a few minutes. As soon as Ding Ning fell down, the little girl who was born with a yin evil body was ready to take action.

Ding Ning also realized this. Looking at the bearded man's sure to win, he laughed: "You thought you won, but you actually lost."

"It's ridiculous. I will refine your soul later. Let's see if you dare to speak so arrogantly."

"Then let's see!"

Ding Ning raised his hand and a piece of talisman paper soared into the sky!

It was like a thunder sounding in the air, and the seven-color auspicious clouds broke through the evil clouds and fell down. A golden armored god stood on it, and his body exuded an unstoppable power, which was the power of the virtual realm!

"This is...Yellow Turbans!"

"You are quite sensible. If you can die at the hands of the Yellow Turban Strongman, you will die as much as possible. Old man, come and take your life!"

Ding Ning was pressed and beaten for a night. At this time, he finally raised his head and pointed to the bearded man: "Kill this old man for me!"

The seven-color auspicious clouds under the feet of the Yellow Turban Strongman moved, and he strode towards the bearded man, with an unstoppable momentum.

The bearded man screamed strangely. He immediately turned around and ran away, while trying to take back the flying corpse king.

But when the Flying Corpse King saw the Yellow Turban Strongman, he felt a little scared in his eyes, and he seemed to dare not approach the bearded man.

The bearded man saw that the flying corpse king was about to lose control, but once the time was broken, it was time to control the flying corpse king.

He made a quick decision, so he simply took out the spirit seal banner, snatched his divine thoughts and broke off his connection with the flying corpse king.

Once the contact was broken, the Flying Corpse King suddenly became free, turned into a gust of demonic wind, and ran away.

The bearded man shouted at Ding Ning: "If you don't catch that zombie, if it escapes, the world will suffer from misery. If it enters the drought state, no one in the world can control it, and the end of the world will not be far away!"

Ding Ning sneered: "You also caused the devastation of the creatures in the world, what does it have to do with me?"

"As a monk, don't you worry about the common people?" The bearded man saw Ding Ning vow to protect Murong Yan to the death, and thought he was a righteous person.

"Fuck! You'd better worry about your life or death, Yellow Turbans, come on!"

The Yellow Turban Strongman rushed over with great strides, and the golden hammer in his hand was about to be smashed.

The bearded man fought to the death, and the spirit sealing banner flew out in his hand, trying to seal the Yellow Turban Strongman.

Ding Ning opened his right eye, and the money from Luobao flew out, and he dropped the Fengling Banner and took it back.

Losing the spirit seal banner, the bearded man could not resist the Yellow Turban Strongman, and his body was smashed by a golden hammer. With another hammer, his soul was also crushed.

Killing the bearded man, the Yellow Turban Reich slowly returned to heaven, and Ding Ning took away his long black knife and storage bag.

A golden glow gushed in the east, and the sun came out.

Looking in the direction where the flying corpse king disappeared, Ding Ning felt a little worried. This zombie was almost a drought. It was really a big disaster in the world. Had he done something wrong? Should he let the Yellow Turbans destroy it first?
Chapter completed!