Chapter 957: The Death of Chief Leader Chen

Pah!

The magic whip hit the evil spirit.

This time, two spirits were pulled out again.

One had a dull expression, dull eyes, and kept silent, as if he had lost his soul;

The other was more and more changeable, evil, hideous, terrifying, and the speed of change was extremely fast. It often changed into many forms in a breath, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"He lost his three souls and three spirits. Chen Jinnan only has three spirits left. He is almost dead."

Ding Ling did not think about it anymore.

Instead, he swung the magic whip in his hand again.

He had already seen it.

This Chen Jinnan must have been possessed by "this misty colorful fog" and his soul was taken away.

In short.

Chen Jinnan was completely possessed, and he was no longer himself.

The magic whip could not completely separate the real Chen Jinnan.

Ding Ling had no way to save him.

Moreover, Chen Jinnan had destroyed his three souls and three spirits by himself. Even if Ding Ling had the ability to reach the sky, he would definitely not be able to revive such a residual soul.

If he had this ability, he would not have watched Jiang Ziya die helplessly.

"What a pity."

Although he disliked Wei Xiaobao and even killed Wei Xiaobao.

But it must be said that when he first met Chen Jinnan, Ding Ling could not help but admire and be moved.

Ding Ling highly recognized such heroes who dared to sacrifice their lives for justice and die for the sake of righteousness.

Now Chen Jinnan is almost dead, and the culprit is still arrogant and presumptuous.

Ding Ling naturally could not tolerate the culprit in front of him. He raised his eyebrows and swung his hand, snap!

Snap!

Snap!

The magic whip whipped the mist again and again, and after a short while, two dull figures of 'Chen Jinnan' were drawn out again.

These are the other two souls of Chen Jinnan.

Snap!

Snap!

Ding Ling continued to whip the mist with the magic whip, and soon, a lid fell out of it.

This lid is invisible and intangible, rotating unsteadily, and extremely elusive.

But after being hit by the magic whip, it fell from the mist into the void.

Ding Ling grabbed it in mid-air.

He grabbed it.

Boom boom boom!

It was struggling, as if trying to break free from Ding Ling's palm.

Ding Ling put it into the storage ring.

It got into the storage ring.

No matter how it struggled, the lid couldn't escape.

As a storage ring produced by the "official game", its texture is so hard that it is not comparable to storage bags.

The lid hit several times in this closed storage ring, and it seemed that a storm had arisen in the storage ring, and some things placed in it were blown into a mess.

But it still couldn't fly out.

Ding Ling looked at the lid carefully.

It was two feet long and one foot wide, with a simple texture and engraved with various ancient patterns and patterns, just like the lid of a large makeup box recorded in ancient history.

"Is this lid the culprit?"

Ding Ling was in doubt and raised his head to look at the void.

As the lid was pulled out, the misty colorful fog came out.

This colorful fog was like a ghost that had lost its body. After running around in the void, it suddenly broke and scattered, turning into colorful lines and flying towards the direction of Guobei County.

And as the colorful lines collapsed and scattered.

The three figures of Chen Jinnan seemed to have lost their supporting power and began to turn into smoke and dissipate.

In theory.

When Chen Jinnan lost one soul and one spirit, it would be difficult for him to survive in the world.

But with the support of the evil magical objects such as the colorful fog and the box, his residual soul and spirit seemed to have the magical power to support his own survival.

This is like a house with beams supporting it. Even if the roof is torn to pieces, it will not really collapse for a while.

And this magical object is like the beam support of Chen Jinnan's soul!

Now the beam is destroyed.

Chen Jinnan's three souls also began to dissipate.

Ning Caichen also arrived at this time. From a distance, he witnessed Ding Ling using the magic whip to extract Chen Jinnan's soul from the misty colorful fog. Seeing Chen Jinnan's soul dissipate, he couldn't help but sluggish, and then shouted in disbelief:

"Master!!"

He ran towards Chen Jinnan's body, hugged Chen Jinnan's body, and looked at Ding Ling suddenly:

"Ding Xia, you, you, you..."

He was very angry and seemed to want to blame Ding Ling.

But really facing Ding Ling.

The timidity, fear, and respect in his heart all broke out at the same time, and for a moment, he couldn't even scold him.

"Ning Caichen."

Yan Chixia was a man who knew what Ning Caichen was thinking as soon as he saw his face. He frowned and shouted:

"What do you mean by looking at Ding Ling like this? Do you know that your master has been possessed by a demon? If it weren't for Ding Ling, your master would have gone on a killing spree. And this is completely against your master's wishes! At that time, your master would be unable to live or die. Struggling and suffering for the rest of his life!

If this is true, you will be happy, right?!"

"What?!"

Ning Caichen's face changed slightly:

"My master killed again? !”

“Again?”

Captain Zuo looked sideways:

“It seems that your master has killed someone before. Since you have already realized it, you should know how serious your master’s possession is. If it weren’t for the timely rescue of the hero Ding, I would have been killed by your master.”

Ning Caichen knew Captain Zuo and knew that he was a strong, upright person who would not lie. Hearing what Captain Zuo said, he thought of the tragic bloodbath in the Guobei County Inn. He couldn’t help but feel annoyed, sad, and upset:

“My master, why did my master become like this? !”

"You have to ask Ding Ling about this."

Yan Chixia looked at Ding Ling and said:

"We don't understand either."

Ning Caichen immediately looked at Ding Ling.

He originally came here to find Ding Ling to solve his master's problem.

What happened?

But he saw such a tragic scene, which he couldn't accept.

It was not easy to meet a master who was willing to accept him and teach him, but when they met again, they were separated by Yin and Yang.

"Let's talk about this after a while."

Ding Ling sighed:

"When the world is stable and all evil spirits have nowhere to hide, we will naturally know the answer."

Seeing this, Yan Chixia didn't say anything more.

But he pulled Ning Caichen aside and told him everything that happened between his master and Ding Ling.

After understanding the reason of the matter.

Ning Caichen stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

There was apology to Ding Ling, sadness for the death of his master, anger towards the evil spirits...

It was difficult to describe the mixed feelings in one word.

Ding Ling's sword domain covered the past.

He wanted to see if he could find the real answer from Chen Jinnan's memory stream of consciousness

Although Chen Jinnan died.

But the memory stream of consciousness still remained in the air.

After Ding Ling's sword domain covered the past.

It stripped away a lot of Chen Jinnan's kung fu and magic.

And some of his secrets.

From that secret.

Ding Ling knew where Chen Jinnan went.

"It turns out that he went to the space of the white dot I saw."

Ding Ling looked towards the direction of Guobei County. When his spiritual eyes were wide open, he could roughly see the white dot even in the dark night.