Although there were no fluctuations in the ancient killing god in front of him, the remaining aura alone was so terrifying.

"Tongtong, why is he by your side?"

As soon as Ning Fan finished asking, the realm of the ancient god of death opened again, and the entire area turned gray-white, and time and space were imprisoned.

At this moment, Ning Fan felt that he was facing an insurmountable mountain. This was the aura coming from the ancient emperor.

"Hmph, you are not allowed to harm my father." Tongtong angrily kicked the ancient killing god.

The ancient God of Killing immediately dispersed from the God of Killing Domain, and Ning Fan and Dahei both breathed out a sigh of relief, leaving sweat on their backs.

"This is the realm of the God of Death, coming from the Samsara Organization." Dahei said in a message.

"scary."

Tongtong sat on Ning Fan's shoulder and said, "Take us to find my mother."

The ancient God of Death did not speak, but released the realm and led several people away from this place and came to an unknown world.

This is a battlefield relic. With the release of the rules, many passages connecting small worlds have appeared on the earth, which may lead to a battlefield, or to an ancient ancestral land, etc.

The small world in front of me was like an ancient battlefield. I didn't expect Ling Fei to choose to come here to practice.

That woman was already very strong. When Ning Fan and the old Western God-King died together, and Tongtong was in danger, she had to become stronger.

"Where is my mother?" Tongtong asked with her big eyes flashing.

The ancient god of death could not speak and just looked into the distance, which meant that Ling Fei was in that direction.

But after all, this place is full of various restrictions and there are many hidden crises.

Tongtong said: "I order you now to clear the way in front."

Hearing this, the dagger in the ancient killing god's hand slashed, and the endless mountains in front of him were instantly shattered by the sword energy, and a great avenue was forcibly opened up.

You must know that the rules of this small world are powerful, and every plant and tree is many times more powerful than the outside world.

This sword not only split the mountain, but the most terrifying thing is that the so-called rules are just a matter of one sword in front of the ancient killing god.

The ancient God of Death led the way, followed by Ning Fan and Dahei. They found that this place really contained very terrifying restrictions, and there were also various spiritual herbs and elixirs that were not available outside.

Ning Fan reached out and picked up all the elixirs along the way. These rare things will be of great use outside.

After advancing for a while, Ning Fan's mental power discovered where Ling Fei was.

She was sitting in a stone cave, her mouth was bleeding, her face was pale, and the breath of life on her body was faintly visible.

"Feifei!"

"Mother--"

But Ling Fei seemed not to hear it and remained indifferent, still sitting tightly in the cave.

Dahei said: "It's not good, her attempt to break through was backfired, and her consciousness will be occupied."

"Inherit, occupy, die -" the voice of the ancient killing god was hoarse and intermittent.

In this case, Ning Fan could only protect Ling Fei's soul, make secrets with both hands, and use the soul technique to cover Ling Fei's delicate body.

Her face gradually became turbulent, as if she was in pain, her eyebrows were furrowed, and blood began to flow from the corners of her mouth again.

"Asshole, come out here." Ning Fan scolded angrily.

"I'm here too."

Dahei also learned the Soul Technique, and worked with Ning Fan to stabilize Ling Fei's soul, trying to force out the ghost.
Chapter completed!