"Sen Luo is out, I will lend you the Purple Thunder Hammer, you help me delay for a while, and I will be back immediately. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, master."

An eight-year-old childish child appeared beside Di Ming, took over the purple thunder hammer, and blocked the two powerful breaths for Di Ming.

The reason why Di Ming did this was fully considered. Sen Luo was originally transformed from his own primordial god, and he was able to ingest the other party's treasures out of thin air before, and this kind of means, in his memory, was only possessed by Duobao Dao.

This primordial god was already very strange at the beginning of the split, and the subsequent self-travel was even more unpredictable. Therefore, he has every reason to believe that only he can help him for a moment and a half.

Di Ming's approach naturally attracted the attention of the two opposites, they saw more thoroughly than Di Ming, and even saw through the existence of Senluo's origin.

"Taizheng, don't you think it's interesting? This layout is a bit big! ”

"Whatever! As long as we're happy! It's superfluous to think too much, how can those guys treat us as human beings! ”

"Hahaha..., that's right. But we're not human, we're zombies. Even if it is a powerful zombie ancestor-level doppelganger, it is also a zombie ancestor, there is no doubt about that. ”

Di Ming wished that the two of them would continue to talk like this, his body fell rapidly, and when there were still more than twenty meters above the ground, he stopped his whereabouts, and carefully explored the current mansion again.

With a "whoosh", a quaint token containing the mysterious law appeared in his hand, which was Sen Luo Ling and his own natal spirit card.

Usually, this Sen Luo Ling is stored on Sen Luo's body, and when he wants to use it, this Sen Luo Ling will automatically be fused into his natal spirit card.

"I recommend the underworld with my blood and control all ghosts in the world. and the commander sat in front of the tent, and millions of heroes slaughtered the dragons. Haste as a law! ”

Di Ming bit his fingertips and dripped his natal essence blood onto Sen Luo Ling, and at the same time injected his own immortal energy and handsome imprint into Sen Luo Ling.

With a "boom", Sen Luo Ling was submerged in the space. The next moment, the space was agitated, and a ghost-headed gate appeared in mid-air with a mist of mist.

The sound of opening the door of "Click...", with the breath of ancient vicissitudes of life, sounded in this heaven and earth, and a strong will enveloped the entire Xia family's territory in an instant.

The sound of chains, knives and guns, shouts, and hissing, tens of thousands of ghost generals rushed out of the gate and rushed downward.

In the courtyard of the Xia family's mansion, those elite clansmen who were selected also used their most powerful means to meet the ghost army of the underworld.

They knew that this was the last battle, and no matter what the outcome of this battle was, they were going to die. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to kill vigorously, and you can also leave some marks of your existence in this world.

The sound of the fight replaced all the sounds, the flames, the blood splashed, and the house collapsed, which was a true recreation of a picture of purgatory on earth.

Di Ming looked at the scene in front of him, and there was an indescribable sadness in his heart. He realized another meaning of the word "compassion", and after a certain time, some Tao could not be comprehended after all.

Di Ming retracted his mind and flew quickly upward, even if Sen Luo's ability was very strong, he was still a little reluctant to face the two ancestor-level powerhouses at the same time.

When Di Ming flew to Sen Luo's side, he was touched by Sen Luo's spirit and will.

Sen Luo did not hesitate to burn his own origin at the cost of carrying the breath of the two ancestors, as long as his mind was slightly loosened, his fate was destined to be ashes.

"Thank you."

Di Ming thanked him, and without waiting for him to say anything, he immediately recalled him back to his body.

It was also this practice that made Di Ming replace Sen Luo in the blink of an eye, and immediately felt the oppression like the sea.

Di Ming, who was unprepared for a while, made a "click" sound in his bones, and the qi and blood on his body also had a tendency to burst.

"Emperor Overlord Spiritual Qi, Holy Light Protector!"

Di Ming's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, separated a wisp of thought, and shouted with difficulty.

The song of divine praise sounded in Di Ming's mind, and illusory angels were flying around Di Ming's body, and the golden holy light completely enveloped Di Ming, and washed his previously touched heart with divine power.

Emperor Ba's dark qi burst out of Di Ming's body strongly, resisting the oppression of the sea-like aura. Although it cannot be completely blocked, it is still possible to shrink all the power to a single point.

"Yo he! This is the first time I have encountered an Oriental who can be so compatible with the attributes of the Holy Light, and can also mobilize his inner Divine Attributes to use them independently, which is really amazing. ”

"Hmmm! Not only the Holy Light, but also his fighting spirit is a little different. We have seen Xingtian's barbarian battle qi, and his battle qi should be an evolved version based on the barbarian battle qi. ”

"Or, stimulate him a little more! I'm a little reluctant to kill him, he's so interesting. Gan Ning expressed his heart directly, and did not hide his love for him at all.

"We can only let him live a little longer, which is also a sign of respect for him. After all, our camp is hostile, and he is not our man. ”

Taizheng may have known that Gan Ning couldn't bear to do it, so he shot a look at Di Ming.

Di Ming, who was already forcibly resisting oppression, was unsuspecting and fell into the path of this vision, and in an instant, his thinking stagnated for a short time, but soon returned to normal.

The defense is still very difficult, but Di Ming's heart always feels that this oppression is a little different from before, it seems that as long as he uses a little more force, this oppression can be broken by himself.

Emperor Ming knew that he had fallen into an illusion, and this time the illusion exceeded the limit of what he could resist, and if he wanted to crack it, he had to find the center of the illusion and destroy it in one fell swoop.

"If I were Taizheng, where would I set the center point? In them or in themselves. Will the real and the unreal merge into one? Or is this a real illusion? ”

Under his own deduction, Di Ming's original clear thinking suddenly became blurred and confused. Now he really can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. If you let go and get comfortable, why care if it's true or not. ”

A little breaking sound appeared in his soul like timely rain, and the prayer beads that exuded a soft light were like a bridge connecting the illusory and the real, calling for Di Ming to hurry up and get on the bridge.

Di Ming did not hesitate, his mind was full, he let go of everything, and stood on the bridge in one fell swoop.

The sound of gurgling water sounded in my ears, and an indescribable feeling of refreshment came to my heart instantly.

When he opened his eyes again, Di Ming knew that he had returned to reality, even if Taizheng's surprised look was fleeting, he did not escape his spiritual eyes at this time.