Chapter Seventy-Five: Metamorphosis
Di Wen was overjoyed, fortunately, it was the people who came first, otherwise he would have been cut off!
However, the long blood-soaked knife did not stop there, and continued to slash at Divin.
Wow!
Devon turned sideways and dodged, but a piece of flesh was cut off from his waist.
Di Wen scolded angrily in his heart, and hurriedly urged the recovery of the blood devouring record.
The offensive of the powerhouse of the Tongxuan Realm was too harsh, and Di Wen couldn't greet him at all, and he wanted to stop many times, showing his identity, but he couldn't spare his hand at all, and he couldn't breathe.
Because if one is not careful, his own life will not be guaranteed, and if such a knife really cuts Di Wen's body, most of them will have no room for recovery, and he will die.
"Die!"
Wei Rong swung his sword many times, but he didn't hit Di Wen ideally, thinking that this black-robed man was not an idle person, so he directly urged the inscription talent.
"Re-control!"
Wei Rong raised it with one hand, and the long knife was secretly accumulating.
With one of his clenched fists, Devon felt his incomparably heavy, as if his gravity had been blessed dozens of times.
Both movement and reaction become unusually sluggish.
"I didn't expect Wei Rong, who has always been taciturn, to have such terrifying strength!"
Di Wen was able to fight with the old man who had passed through the Xuan Realm for a long time, but in front of Wei Rong, he couldn't hold up a few moves.
"What to do!"
Di Wen hurriedly urged the inscription talent and tried to copy Wei Rong's inscription, but it was too late!
The sharp blade was in sight, and this time Devon could no longer escape, and the blessing of gravity made it difficult for him to react.
Just when Divin's heart felt a sense of despair, the long knife that had reached his neck seemed to be dulled.
"Did he recognize me?"
Devon flashed such a thought, but it was instantly dispelled.
Because the current Wei Rong seems to be frozen.
"What a huge amount of mental power!"
Di Wen sensed that there was a strange power around him that controlled Wei Rong.
"Run!"
A sweet and crisp female voice came from her heart, warning Divin.
Di Wen also reacted instantly, it should be someone who secretly helped him and temporarily controlled Wei Rong.
"Frozen!"
Urging the ice inscription, ice threads rose from under his feet, instantly freezing him inside.
And Diven also hurriedly seized this gap and fled.
As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard gate, the sound of ice breaking behind him sounded, and Di Wen couldn't help but be afraid for a while, but fortunately he ran in time.
Wei Rong didn't catch up, and turned around to save Xia Luo and them, and it was no good to chase them and cause trouble.
As soon as Di Wen ran out of the courtyard, he saw several figures rushing towards him, obviously the movement from the battle just now had alarmed many people.
Due to the large number of people rushing towards this direction, Divin's whereabouts were too suspicious to know how to escape the eyes of these people.
"Come with me!"
Just as Di Wen didn't know which direction to go, a beautiful figure landed from under the eaves, grabbed Di Wen's hand, and ran towards the darkness.
Di Wen was also a little stunned for a while, could it be that she had just controlled Wei Rong?
The two of them galloped all the way, and Di Wen's body was full of fragrance, and the faint fragrance poured into Di Wen's nose, which had a familiar feeling!
"You are?"
When the girl running in front of her heard this, she heard the laughter of silver bells, and when she turned around, her clothes danced like butterflies.
The long hair floated to one side, revealing a rather delicate little face, and the big eyes flickered with great agility.
"Qingyi!"
Di Wen was very surprised, he didn't expect that the person who saved him was Qingyi!
"I saved you today!"
Qingyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Di Wen with a smile.
"How could you?"
Di Wen was extremely puzzled, it seemed a little incomprehensible that a little girl with a seventh-order bloodline could save Di Wen from the hands of a powerhouse in the Xuan Realm.
Qingyi seemed to see Di Wen's doubts, and said as he ran, "The inscription talent of the nine-stage golden dragon is not just talking!"
Di Wen thought about it, too, the inscription talent of the nine-stage golden dragon!
Looking at the smart girl in front of her, Di Wen had some nostalgia, she was still a little girl who followed Di Wen last year.
Now that a year has passed, the little girl back then has the ability to take charge on her own, even surpassing Di Wen.
"I've always believed you're not dead!"
Qingyi held Di Wen's hand tightly, although he said this, he was still afraid that that kind of thing would happen again, so his little hand was very hard.
Hearing Qing Yi's words, the injuries on Di Wen's body didn't seem to be so painful, like warmth flowing into his body.
"Wait, there's someone up ahead!"
Di Wen shook Qingyi's hand and motioned for her to change direction.
"It's fine!"
Qingyi didn't change direction, still running forward, seeing that black shadows had already met them.
Di Wen did not hesitate, keeping up with her pace, he believed that the girl in front of him already had some means.
What can she do about it?
"Eyes of the Void!"
Qingyi used the inscription talent, and purple runes were hidden on the surface of her body, and with the blessing of the power of the bloodline, there seemed to be a mysterious power swimming in her body.
And at the center of Qingyi's eyebrows, I don't know when an illusory vertical eye grew.
"Could this be Qingyi's inscription talent?"
Di Wen didn't dare to look at that eye, because he felt a sense of oppression, not the kind of oppression that belonged to the strong but the soul, and the soul was trembling.
Qingyi met several figures head-on, and Devon followed behind her.
The strange scene was watched by Devon in disbelief.
When the figures who rushed over saw Qing Yi's eyes, their bodies instantly stiffened, and their eyes were extremely empty, so they watched Di Wen and Qing Yi walk past in front of them.
"I'm a good girl! I can't move at a glance?!"
Di Wen wants to scold his mother, this inscription talent is also a little stronger!
"How?"
Qing Yi took away the inscription talent, turned his head and asked obediently, as if he wanted to ask for Di Wen's praise.
"I thought that I had improved enough in this year, but I didn't expect that I couldn't be considered progress compared to you!"
Di Wen smiled self-deprecatingly, sincerely happy with Qingyi's progress.
Now Qingyi has the ability to protect himself, and he is not even under Di Wen.
Able to control the powerhouse in the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm, Di Wen asked himself, he can't do it, but the girl in front of him can.
"Hehe, what's the matter, you've always been the strongest!"
Qingyi hugged Di Wen's arm tightly, "Let's go to my place to avoid the limelight first!"
"So many dead!"
As everyone knows, Di Wen has killed no less than a hundred people like this for the sake of Qingyi.
But he still smiled and agreed to Qingyi, and now Di Wen has completely got rid of the shackles of vertical and horizontal as a dead man, and he can also recognize Qingyi.
The reason why we couldn't recognize each other before was because I was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, but because I was afraid that Qingyi would leak Di Wen's news, so we didn't see each other for a long time.
But now, Qingyi's heart has completely transformed, whether she is not shocked or forbearing, she is doing very well, and she also has strong strength, and she can even help Diwen.
Then these worries can also be put aside!