Of course, I don't know how long it will take......

It can take two or three days, it can take four or five days......

But this is absolutely not feasible, and if you don't do it, you will die of thirst or starvation on the sprinting system......

Therefore, we must find a way to get rid of Zhao Ping......

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Lin Tian couldn't fly to the sky, so he couldn't go to the evil family.

Make a big move? Get the attention of the evil guys?

That's right! That's a great idea!

It's better than waiting to die!

Zhao Ping chased Lin Tian tirelessly, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

Therefore, he was determined to use the method of agitation, just like Lin Tian had just provoked him.

Although he fell for the scheme, it was also to kill Lin Tian.

Of course, if Zhao Ping wasn't afraid of Qingguang, he wouldn't have to dodge, let alone Lin Tian to provoke him, because Lin Tian couldn't beat him at all, and Lin Tian, who was now on the run, was proof of it!

However, the blue light under Lin Tian's feet, coupled with his extremely fast speed, made him very distressed, and now he could only provoke Lin Tian to take the initiative to fight against him, thus killing him.

"Lin Tian, you can't run away!"

"Lin Tian, are you so guts?"

"Do you dare to fight me?"

Lin Tian was cold to death now, the two rows of teeth kept colliding, his body was trembling, and he didn't have the heart to answer Zhao Ping's provocation, but his head kept thinking, how to make a big move......

But Zhao Ping didn't know Lin Tian's thoughts, and he was still talking vigorously......

In this way, the two chased until daylight......

Lin Tian smashed a lot of things, but these didn't attract the attention of the evil family at all.

Maybe in the eyes of the evil family, this is a trivial matter, but Zhao Ping is already a demon, this is not a trivial matter, but the evil family still ignores it, as if they don't know about it at all......

All of this is thanks to the evil moon.

A man who is dedicated to assisting the evil blood forbearance.

It's getting worse and worse right now.

Its powerful immortal arts, which kept the people of the evil family in the dark, are now in retreat......

Lin Tian was sad, kept running, kept running, fortunately, he got a piece of clothing outside a house somewhere halfway, at least he didn't run naked, so it was better, but his stomach was growling uncontrollably, and he was hungry to death......

The most hateful thing is that the evil nameless has not yet appeared at the moment.

When the scorching sun at noon shone vertically on the earth, Lin Tian finally had a chance to breathe.

Because a person appeared, this person was a fortune teller, with his feet floating in the air, waiting for Lin Tian to come.

"See you again!"

The fortune teller said with a smile, his face was light.

Lin Tian was overjoyed in his heart, the fortune teller was definitely not an ordinary person, and it should be more than enough to deal with Zhao Ping.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian immediately rushed to the fortune teller and stopped.

Lin Tian didn't have the heart to catch up with the fortune teller, and said directly: "Hurry up and get Zhao Ping away." ”

The fortune teller touched his beard twice, and didn't care about Zhao Ping who rushed over.

His gaze was always on Lin Tian.

"Huh, it's a soul out of body again?"

The fortune teller looked surprised, and his tone was very shocked, and he almost tore off both of his beards, but fortunately he didn't tear them off.

Lin Tian was embarrassed......

However, the fortune teller doesn't seem to care much about Zhao Ping.

Then, there is no need for him to be afraid.

After all, the strength of the fortune teller is extraordinary, otherwise how could he stand here so lightly and tell him about the loss of his soul?

If he couldn't deal with Zhao Ping, he must have run away by now.

Therefore, Lin Tian didn't care about Zhao Ping anymore, but shifted his attention to the detachment of his soul.

As for Zhao Ping, he turned into a human form again at this moment, standing in the distance and looking at Lin Tian, unwilling to leave.

Lin Tian was very concerned about the loss of his soul, after all, this matter was related to his life and death, so he asked, "Does it have any effect?"

"No!" the fortune teller shook his head in affirmation.

Lin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that he was going to reduce his lifespan, but he didn't want to have any impact, so why was the fortune teller so surprised?

Lin Tian said this question, but the fortune teller did not answer, but just put his hand on Lin Tian's chest.

"Huh, neutralized?"

"What neutralization?"

The fortune teller hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, but I want to remind you not to stay in the main world for too long, especially after a hundred years, you can't stay in the main world, but you have to go to other worlds with the dead ghosts." ”

"Why?" Lin Tian wondered very much, could there be something wrong with the Overworld, or did it have an impact on the substitution of death?

However, Lin Tian didn't plan to find a replacement ghost, after all, it was impossible to find it.

Moreover, Lin Tian wants to transcend the laws of heaven and earth!

Therefore, I don't care much about the fortune teller's substitution of death, and as for why, it is completely to satisfy the curiosity in my heart.

The fortune teller looked up at the endless blue sky and said slowly: "The main world, there are too many uncertain factors, and it is easy to make mistakes......"

The tone is full of vicissitudes, and full of reminiscence, as well as a hint of expectation, and concern.

"Okay. Lin Tian could only say this.

"That's right!" the fortune teller immediately regained his smiling countenance and said, "Do you remember what I told you before, the conditions for the ghosts of the dead?"

Lin Tian nodded.

The fortune teller closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and then opened his eyes suddenly, staring into the distance, those eyes became sharper and sharper, as if they had broken through the limitations of space.

Lin Tian looked at the fortune teller's eyes, and there was no scenery in front of him in those eyes, and it was not pitch black, but an endless starry sky, dotted with stars......

Could this be clairvoyance?

Just as Lin Tian was in a trance, the fortune teller's eyes returned to normal, and he said inexplicably: "He is getting stronger!"

Lin Tian put a big question mark on his head.

"Who?"

"Him!"

"Who is he?"

"He's not who, he's ......"

"What is he?"

"A friend of yours ......"

"Lin Tian?"

"Not ......"

"Who else could it be......"

"Maybe in your eyes, he's dead. ”

"You mean, Cangmo Blood Forbearance?"

"Not ......"

"Who the hell is it?"

"When the time comes, you will know that now is not the time, that is, the time has not yet come, and the heavenly opportunity must not be revealed. ”

Lin Tian was speechless......

Except for Cangmo Blood Forbearance, there are no friends who are dead in his eyes, at least he doesn't think they are dead, as for whether they are dead or not, he doesn't know.

For example, Lin Tian, such as Brother Mu, Brother Mu......

It can be seen from this that what the fortune teller said must be Cangmo Blood Forbearance, that is, he is not dead yet.

Lin Tian was overjoyed, this is a good thing.

But I didn't want to be at this time, the fortune teller said, "He's the substitute ghost you're looking for......

Lin Tian frowned, a little incredulous.

"You, what did you say?"

"He's the ...... you're looking for."

"Impossible, impossible, he, he simply doesn't have a system that I have!"

Lin Tian still couldn't believe it.

"Perhaps. The fortune teller chuckled, looked at Lin Tian's expression of disbelief, and said jokingly: "Don't tell me, do you think it's the blood forbearance of Cangmo for the dead ghost?"

"Isn't it?"

"No!" the fortune teller vetoed.

Lin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, isn't it.

But......

If it wasn't Cangmo Blood Forbearance, then who else could it be?

In this regard, the fortune teller said only one sentence.

"When the time comes, he'll come to you!"

Lin Tian could only be speechless about this.

However, he still didn't have much hope for the ghost of the dead, and he was still determined to transcend the laws of heaven and earth.

The fortune teller didn't know Lin Tian's thoughts, he just said what he wanted to say to Lin Tian, letting him know that the ghost of the dead was not impossible to find, so that he had hope......

The two talked for a long time, but Zhao Ping did not leave, standing far away, keeping his eyes on Lin Tian.

Lin Tian was also very strange, this Zhao Ping was really not afraid of death, and he didn't want to think about what kind of existence the fortune teller was, if he wanted to kill him, it would not be a matter of minutes.

But the strange thing is that the fortune teller didn't want to kill Zhao Ping at all, nor did he have the intention of driving Zhao Ping away.

Maybe he disdains to do it, maybe in the eyes of the fortune teller, Zhao Ping is nothing at all.

Since this is the case, Lin Tian didn't have the heart to care about Zhao Ping, but told the fortune teller about the east and west.

Until, the sun sets.

"It's time to go. The fortune teller laughed.

Lin Tian pointed to Zhao Ping in the distance and said, "What about him?"

"It's time for him to go, too. ”

Lin Tian was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

The fortune teller fell to the ground and walked away slowly.

As for Zhao Ping, he also dispersed with the wind.

The one who has been standing there is just a phantom, and it is really long gone......