The world is frozen, and I, the evil fairy, am surrounded by beauties!

"Is this the smell of spiritual energy?"

Originally, the fortune teller should be happy after resisting Ding Hao's attack, but after feeling the spiritual energy in Ding Hao's improved fireball technique, he couldn't be happy at all.

"So, what attacked me just now should be the fireball technique, not the ability of the evolver."

Thinking about it, the fortune teller broke into a cold sweat.

"No, a small fireball spell can exert such terrifying power. If I use other spells, then I... Damn, this kid is definitely a great cultivator. He is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here!"

The fortune teller kept thinking, and finally his whole body started to tremble.

"Why, I just broke your defense, and you're trembling with fear? Your psychological quality is too bad, isn't it?" Ding Hao laughed when he saw the fortune teller's appearance at this time.

[Negative emotion value from the divine operator +81000]

Then, the system prompt sounded.

There are actually 81,000?

Ding Hao was shocked to see so many negative emotion values.

If he were to be killed, wouldn't it have a negative emotion value of 162000? This guy's realm seemed to be more powerful than he thought.

The eighth level of the golden elixir or the ninth level of the golden elixir?

Ding Hao's expression had just become more solemn, ready for a fierce battle, when the fortune teller suddenly raised his hand, and a long black flag appeared on his head.

The gloomy air lingering on the long banner is emitting a terrifying aura.

Obviously, this long banner is the treasure at the bottom of the box.

"go with!"

At this moment, the fortune teller made a hand seal with his hands, and then pointed at Ding Hao.

Countless ghosts suddenly flew out of the long banner and rushed straight towards Ding Hao.

As for the fortune teller himself, he didn't even care about the soul-calling banner, turned around and ran away, while silently praying in his heart that the soul-calling banner could delay him for some time.

"Fuck, what is this?"

Ding Hao looked at the nearly 100,000 ghosts flying out of the soul-calling flag, and felt his scalp numb. The entire sky was covered by these ghosts.

"Die!"

Ding Hao raised his hand and fired another ten-fold improved fireball, directly destroying thousands of ghosts.

"A mere fireball can kill thousands of my ghosts. This guy must be a great cultivator!" The fortune teller who was escaping looked back and suddenly broke into a cold sweat with fear.

At this moment, he was completely convinced that Ding Hao was the kind of person who could play games with the world.

"What's going on with this guy?"

Ding Hao glanced at the soul-calling flag and then at the fortune teller who was running away, feeling a little puzzled.

As he thought about it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he understood!

This time, Ding Hao did not continue to use the improved fireball technique to destroy the ghost, but used a golden light shield to resist the attack of the ghost.

Because in his opinion, this treasure that can summon ghosts will be his immediately.

Ding Ding Ding!

The next second, countless ghosts swarmed in and landed on Ding Hao's golden shield, making a tinkling sound.

Ding Hao's golden light shield was quickly broken layer by layer like a bubble.

In just one second, Ding Hao's golden light shield lost a hundred layers.

However, Ding Hao fired a thousand golden light shields in one breath, which was enough to last for ten seconds.

And in ten seconds, he can basically solve the divine fortune teller.

"Woooooo~"

At this time, one of the countless ghosts actually developed a strong resentment towards Ding Hao, and frantically slapped Ding Hao's golden shield, as if he wanted to rush in and devour Ding Hao alive.

"This is……"

Ding Hao looked at the ghost intently, then laughed out loud, pointed at the ghost and said, "Song Ji, it turns out it's you. I haven't seen you for so many days. Are you a ghost controlled by an adult?"

"Hahaha, I still have something to do now, I'll deal with you later!"

After Ding Hao finished speaking, he stretched out a golden shield with one hand and slapped Song Ji directly.

This slap almost dispersed Song Ji's soul, and a wail suddenly sounded.

The resentment in Song Ji's Yinhun eyes also became more and more.

"You still dare to hate me, right? A loser who can't even provide negative emotion points, what right does he have to hate me?" Seeing this, Ding Hao reached out and slapped Song Ji again.

This time, Song Ji became honest and suppressed his hatred in his heart.

Ding Hao ignored him and quickly broke through the ghost, catching up with the fortune teller who wanted to escape.

"Breaking Sky Finger!"

Then, without thinking, Ding Hao directly used the Sky Breaking Finger, intending to seriously injure the fortune teller.

So as to avoid accidents.

boom!

The sky-breaking finger fell on the divine operator, and the space was shattered and reorganized.

"Is this the power of space?"

The fortune teller felt the sense of fragmentation coming from his body, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Resist it!"

The fortune teller made a secret with his hands, and a black scarecrow appeared above his head.

Bang, under the crushing power of space, the scarecrow exploded directly.

Then, the force of space cut and cut the divine fortune teller until he was covered in blood. But in the end, I don’t know what method the divine fortune teller used, and he was able to bear it down.

But even so, he was lying on the ground covered in blood, completely losing his fighting ability.

[Negative emotion value from the divine operator +82000]

"How does it feel"

Ding Hao walked over and looked at the fortune teller lying on the ground with a slightly curved corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the divine fortune teller's fate was basically in his hands.

The fortune teller also knew this, so he simply yelled: "What the hell, can you please save some face? A great cultivator, you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, to bully a junior like me!"

Ding Hao: "..."

Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped the fortune teller on the face, saying, "Next, you will answer whatever I ask, do you understand?"

[Negative emotion value from the divine operator +30000]

He had many questions and wanted to ask the fortune teller.

This is also the reason why the fortune teller was not killed immediately.

"don't know!"

What surprised Ding Hao was that even if he had reached this point, the fortune teller was still very tough on his words.

Ding Hao was about to slap the divine fortune teller again to make him remember, when he saw a smile suddenly appear on the divine fortune teller's face, and then he shouted: "Master, please help me to destroy the enemy!"

The next second, a sudden change occurred, and the entire sky was filled with terrifying green light, with thunder and lightning surging wildly.

A mountain-like pressure covered the entire community.

boom!

Some ordinary people who were hiding in the distance to watch the show actually exploded under this pressure.

Mu Jin, who was not far away, also frowned.

Obviously this coercion also had a considerable impact on her.

"At the top of the Tao, proud of the world, there will be heaven with my Qingshen."

"Qingshen is here, why Xiaoxiao dares to touch my Qingshen disciple?"

The clouds parted, and the green light became more and more intense, until a green figure appeared inside.

At this moment, the figure in the sky stretched out a hand and patted Ding Hao. In an instant, the space within a kilometer with Ding Hao as the center froze.

Just as Ding Hao was thinking about countermeasures.

The big hand suddenly stopped, and then a frightened voice came from the blurry green figure: "Old Devil, you actually have the aura of the Old Devil on your body. No, you are the Old Devil!"

"Old devil, I'm qnmlgb, I'm actually fishing here, I won't play with you anymore!"