Chapter 907 (1/2)

Not only Ding Yi but also Shi Tianhu was scared to death.

Wuwu, he rushes over, picks the ghost mirror that Ding Yi threw away from the ground, and looks at Ding Yi.

Brush, a cold light shines on Ding Yi.

Ding Yi raised his head and yelled, ”ah.” I felt as if I had been pulled out of bone and flesh.

The black line just got in was pulled out of his body a little bit.

This black line should be the will of the deathmaker. The ghost mirror can attract and pull him out.

However, the will of the death emissary is stronger, and the black line begins to twist, struggle, and get into Ding Yi's body again.

Ding Yi tried his best to grasp the black line with his hands, but the black line seemed to condense like black smoke. It was an illusion of nothingness and could not be grasped at all.

Shi Tianhu is in a hurry. He throws the ghost mirror to the ground. Bang, bang, bang, bang, hit with his hands and kick with his feet. He wants to destroy the ghost mirror, but no matter how he hits it, it's useless.

Can only watch that black line a little bit, penetration, finally completely into Ding Yi's brain.

”Well.” Ding Yi yells, plops, falls to the ground and covers his head with force.

He has felt the will of the death messenger enter Ding Yi's body.

”Hahaha - after that, I will be you, you will be me -” the death messenger laughed wildly.

Ding Yi's body began to change, her skin became dry and her life lost.

If not unexpected, he will soon become a mummy, like Zhitian Haoran, and later become the host of the death messenger.

Usually to control a person, we must control his brain.

The will of the death messenger is like a long black thread, which quickly enters Ding Yi's brain.

At the same time, the breath of death, decay, decay and so on, also quickly multiplied in Ding Yi, more and more.

Ding Yi is about to die.

”How can you compete with me?” The angry voice of the fairy bug is earth shaking.

That's right. She has been using Ding Yi's brain as a lodging. She lives well. Unexpectedly, one day, someone rushed in to rob her.

It's excrement. It's urine.

But at this time, the death emissary also came to Ding Yi's mind and saw xiaoxianchong.

”What are you? Eh, it's like a natural spirit. It's really good. It's devouring you too -- ”the death messenger swoops at you.

”Go to hell.” The little fairy insect opened her lovely mouth and bit on the black line.

Black line, also known as potential and into a small fairy insect into the body.

A fierce confrontation between black and white forces.

However, it seems that xiaoxianchong usually rushes to the sky, and can't cover it at the critical time.

Just after a while of fighting, Ding Yi's mind saw that xiaoxianchong's body began to turn a little black.

You're finished, little fairy bug. You can't even fight a devil's will.

Xiaoxianchong is also angry, and a little scared: ”find someone to help me, find someone to help me --”

Who can I ask to help you? I can't protect myself. Ding Yi has a look around. Shi Tianhu is standing in front of him with a ghost mirror in his hand.

Seeing Ding Yi's motionless and painful expression, Shi Tianhu seems to understand his mood and meaning.

Suddenly, Shi Tianhu squatted down slowly, then fell to the ground, lying on the ground steadily.

Ding Yi is wondering when he sees Shi Tianhu painting on the ground with his right hand.

”Come here, look me in the eye, get closer to me.”

Shi Tianhu quickly wrote a few words.

Ding Yi quickly bends over and looks into Shi Tianhu's eyes.

His eyes are as deep as the starry sky. When Ding Yi looks at them, he feels as if his body has fallen into the starry sky. Suddenly, he feels dizzy.

Boom, he was shocked and felt something rush into his mind again.

Damn, you're using my head as a battlefield?

Ding Yi quickly sat down, then lay on his side, closed his eyes, and began to run the ”Xingyun emperor Sutra” to stabilize his brain.

Yes, he knows. Skytiger came in, too.

Shi Tianhu, the messenger of death, plus xiaoxianchong, three kinds of monsters use his head as a battlefield. If ordinary people are killed in this way, even if they don't die, their heads will be wasted and they will become idiots.