In the sky, the battle between Eight Arm and Turtle Spirit stopped.

Gui Ling didn't know what Changshou Gong's treasure was for, but at the moment Ding Ning grabbed the treasure, he still felt the vitality of the magic weapon, which was unprecedented.

Babian was a little regretful. Speaking of which, as a monk, his self-consciousness was still not as good as Ding Ning. When Changshou Gong was by his side, he hesitated, but unfortunately he still did not make up his mind to seize the treasure and kill people.

Don’t take action when it’s time to take action, and miss the opportunity. Now it’s difficult to grab the yellow gourd from Ding Ning.

He could also feel that the reason why Mr. Changshou has the ability to prolong his life is to rely on this gourd, which is the real treasure!

Ding Ning looked at the greed in the eyes of the two of them and sneered, thinking that although you have practiced to transform, you are still far from the Taoist practices compared to the old demons and demons who have practiced for thousands of years. How can you hesitate on the road of cultivation?

After getting the gourd, Ding Ning should have gone back. An Xiaoyue had just passed the eighth little ghost awakening, but the effect of the cardiotropic agent is already very small. If you survive today, you will definitely not be able to hold on tomorrow.

So he had the idea of ​​leaving, but just now he had some action, and the somewhat enlightened eight-armed Taoist and the Guiling Taoist had reached a tacit understanding.

The eight-armed Taoist descended from the clouds, landed on the devil's reef, and said to Ding Ning: "Fellow Taoist, you killed my people. Do you want to leave without giving me an explanation? Is it true that I, the East China Sea monk, can be bullied?"

The turtle spirit also fell down at this moment, but his position was very problematic. He was not standing on the side of Ding Ning, but on the side close to the eighth arm.

Ding Ning's lips sneered: "Fellow Taoist Guiling, what are you going to do?"

"This...I...I think what the eight-armed fellow Taoist said makes sense."

Among the three people present, Ding Ning had the most ability. Gui Ling chose to join forces with the Eight Arm, which was also a helpless choice. If Ding Ning joins forces to kill the Eight Arm, he will be in trouble if he fights against him again.

At least eight arms turned against him, he still had a chance to escape, but he was not sure about Ding Ning.

"It's so good. It seems that you are a little mature. Since that's the case, there's nothing to say. You guys go together!"

If these two people are not solved, their island is not safe. Ding Ning can understand this truth. Since they are unwilling to let them go, there is only one battle.

Without a single word, the three of them immediately became a group of people.

This time, the turtle spirit finally used its magical powers. A huge turtle shell appeared in the air and floated above his head. This was his own turtle shell. It used to be a life-saving thing, but now he has transformed into a defensive treasure that has reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon.

Although Ding Ning wanted to kill these two people immediately, the two monsters in the transformation stage were not so easy to deal with, especially the eight-armed Taoist, whose eight weapons were really annoying. The omnipresent attack made him have to deal with it carefully to avoid being injured by it. Although the drumbeater's golden hammer was extremely sharp, he could not hit it with one blow.

Even if you get a chance to see it occasionally, the Turtle Spirit Taoist's turtle shell will appear just right. It will intercept the blow of the drumbeat golden hammer.

The eight-armed Taoist is the main attacker, he is the main defense, and the two cooperate with each other, and the battle with Ding Ning is difficult to distinguish!

From the sky to the sea, from the sea to the reef, and then soaring from the reef, the three of them fought for nearly a day and a night.

In the end, Ding Ning's clone was tired of fighting, and the two monsters in the transformation stage could not hold on anymore.

They could not imagine that the combat power of a human monk could be so long-lasting, and his body was even more perverted than that of a monster!

After such a long time of hard work and physical strength declined, some problems finally arise between the two of them.

Ding Ning seized an opportunity, and the golden hammer slammed, and the turtle spirit once again sacrificed the turtle shell to block it, but the subsequent attack of the eight arms did not keep up.

After Ding Ning hit the turtle, he held up his hammers again and used all his strength to smash the turtle shell of the turtle spirit!

"Click!"

Ten thousand golden lights burst out, and a small gap was cracked in the turtle shell!

Gui Ling squirted out a mouthful of blood, pulled out and said to Eight Arms: "I can't understand the eight hands, I won't be with you anymore!"

He jumped down from the clouds and turned into a huge sea turtle, and the turtle spirit disappeared into the waves.

The turtle spirit ran away, and she didn't dare to fight with her eight arms, and she wanted to run away even when she got up, but Ding Ning fought for a day and a night, so how could he let him go so easily?

The golden hammer was carrying the power of thunder. Ding Ning even ignored the attack of the opponent's weapons. After getting close to the eight arms, he hit the eighth arm with a hammer, shocked the weapon it blocked and hit his lower abdomen with another hammer!

A strong hammer hit, and the prototype appeared under the serious injury of eight arms. It was a big octopus with tentacles stretched out for more than 20 meters.

"Don't kill me. If you kill me, the balance of this sea area will be broken. Bai Dao Ren's family will dominate, and he will never let you go..."

"Go to die!"

Ding Ning would not listen to his long-winded words. He hit it with another hammer and completely killed the octopus.

Killed the eight-armed Taoist, and the turtle spirit was seriously injured and escaped. His island should be safe in a short period of time. Ding Ning finally let go and headed straight for the mainland.

The situation on An Xiaoyue's side is already extremely dangerous, and I hope I can still get there.

It was just after a day and night of bloody battles, and finally being hit by the eight-armed Taoist, the clone was also injured. The journey was destined to be very hard.

****

In Yangzhou, Ding Ning finally ushered in An Xiaoyue’s last day.

Today, An Xiaoyue will give birth. It will take about two hours to see the time, which is the last time for the little kid to wake up.

Ding Ning could even see these little ghosts, one by one, who were all in An Xiaoyue's abdomen. Once born, every little ghost may at least have the state of at least the middle stage of qi energizing.

And as they grow, their strength will increase day by day.

As the Nine-Son Ghost Mother, if An Xiaoyue dies and turns into a ghost, her realm should be slightly higher than those little ghosts.

The combat power of the Nine Son Ghost Mother mainly comes from the Nine Sons, so it is not particularly outstanding.

Ding Ning waited anxiously. The battle between the clone had already come to an end. I hope that everything was still too late. As long as the clone came back from the East China Sea with the yellow gourd, he could save An Xiaoyue's life.

At this time, Ding Ning realized that he could not continue to stay in the hospital. The effect of cardiotropic agents was not great. It would be better to drive east immediately so that he could meet with his clone faster.

Moreover, the birth of nine little ghosts must be quite moving, and it is easy to cause unnecessary trouble in densely populated places.

He left with An Xiaoyue, who had not yet started to develop the disease, and just started the car and left the hospital when the phone suddenly rang.

When he saw that it was Jiang He called, Ding Ning answered.

"Mr. Ding, I'm back to Yangzhou. Are you still in the hospital?"

"Come five kilometers outside the toll station in Dongcheng, Yangzhou. There is a Lamborghini here that is mine. If you can arrive within twenty minutes, I will wait for you there, and it will be overdue."

"Don't worry, twenty minutes will definitely arrive!"

Jiang He hung up the phone, while Ding Ning drove straight to the eastern suburbs.

Five minutes later, Ding Ning arrived at the toll station and paid the fee and left the country. Now he has left the Yangzhou territory.

He also checked the nearby map. The reason why he chose here was because there was a forest in this place, which was a place where yin energy gathered. If he gave birth here, he could cover up the evil spirits of the little ghost when he was born, so as not to be discovered by some self-proclaimed righteous monks.

After parked the car on the side of the road, An Xiaoyue had entered a state of fake death again, and the last little ghost had begun to wake up. This process took about half an hour.

Half an hour later, if An Xiaoyue can live, she will live. If she cannot live, she will transform into the Nine-Son Ghost Mother.

Ding Ning parked the car on the side of the road and then took An Xiaoyue into the woods.

Cixi's Night Pearl and Ghost King Banner were both beside An Xiaoyue, while Ding Ning was guarding outside the woods, waiting for the arrival of her clones.

At this time, the clone was on the road, and calculated the time to soar to the limit, which would be within about twenty-five minutes to half an hour, and the time should be about the same.

But he didn't wait for the clone, nor did he wait for Jiang He, but Ding Ning waited for someone he was most worried about.

At this time, the sky was cloudy, and a strong wind swept through, and a dark cloud rushed over from a distance!

A strong evil aura came, and dark clouds landed in front of Ding Ning. The old man living opposite their hotel room landed in front of Ding Ning.

The old man's hair and beard were all open, his eyes were a little red. After seeing Ding Ning, he laughed: "Doll! He was walking very quickly, but the nine-son ghost mother gave birth to a child, I can find it at the ends of the world. It's useless to hide wherever you go."

"A man in the devil's way." Ding Ning said coldly.

If there is a right way, there is a devil. This person seems to be a right way, but in fact he has become a devil. Ding Ning is very knowledgeable, so he can naturally see through it at a glance.

"Haha! Your eyesight is pretty good, but it's a pity that you don't understand the truth that a man is innocent and a treasure is guilty. How could the Nine-Son Ghost Mother be involved in this small mid-stage qi? Today is your death!"

"Then you have to try it."

Ding Ning took out the purple bamboo stick, pointed his hand, and the golden bell of the sun appeared above his head. After calculating the time, it would take more than ten minutes for the clone to come. He had to hold on for another ten minutes!

"Oh! It's really a good thing. It seems that I'm lucky and my harvest is destined to be quite good today!"

The old man laughed loudly and rushed towards Ding Ning.

In an instant, the black wind blew everywhere, and the evil spirit was so strong that the old man took out a pair of ink-colored flying swords in his hand and rushed straight to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning waved his purple bamboo stick to block it, but because the opponent's speed was too fast, he just blocked a flying sword, and another flying sword slashed hard on Ding Ning's head!

"Bang!" Ding Ning felt a little blood floating in the air.

Sure enough, the realm is still too different. Even with two magic weapons, such as the Purple Bamboo Staff and the Sun Golden Bell, it is difficult to compete with the God Refining Stage.
Chapter completed!