"Boom, boom!" The sound of impact in the giant tower became more and more violent, and the fist marks gradually appeared around the Demon Ding, and the sound shook the sky, like a dull bell, and the sound waves were surging, and the water of the sea was surging!

Lu Hansong was actually adding fists and kicks to the giant ding! His roar was even more terrifying than the sound wave, the inside of the giant ding was turned upside down, and the body of the giant tripod was also enlarged and contracted and changed irregularly, as if it was about to explode at any time!

"Zi Yu, I'll count three times, you and I will take back the fairy mirror and the magic tripod together, and then use the spiritual power of the whole body to urge the immortal weapon, and try to issue an immortal demon seal!"

Wen Ziyu didn't dare to slack off, and he and Di Yunfeng each circled around the giant ding, listening to Di Yunfeng's order:

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Collect!" the word exited, and the two of them each put the fairy mirror and the magic tripod in their hands!

The forbidden Lu Hansong actually changed his appearance, his whole body was red, his body was several times stronger than what he had seen before, his strong muscles were like pieces of volcanic red rock, and the meridians and blood vessels on his body were clear, it can be seen that he stared at a pair of bloody eyes, murderous aura, and battle intent, and scared the sun in the sky to the point that he didn't dare to shine!

Wen Ziyu was stunned, completely forgetting where he was and what he was talking about.

"Ziyu, why are you still stunned?

Di Yunfeng shouted, he had already sacrificed his essence blood to urge the Demon Ding!

Wen Ziyu came back to his senses, bit his lip and kissed lightly on the fairy mirror, urging the mirror with the spiritual power of his whole body!

"Ziyu, the Dingkou mirror is connected, the qi of the immortals and demons is combined, and the mark of the immortals and demons is issued!"

I don't know if it's because of the Demon Ding, or if Di Yunfeng already has a demon thought hidden in his heart, his eyes and eyebrows are surrounded by a murderous black aura, and his eyes and demeanor are violent, as if he has changed a person!

"Boy, you're a demon!hahaha......" Lu Hansong was laughing, but he didn't know why he was laughing.

"Brother Di, don't be corrupted by the Demon Ding!"

Wen Ziyu completely ignored the current situation, flew to Di Yunfeng, grabbed his shoulder, and exclaimed: "Brother Di, wake up quickly, don't be attacked by this demon ding!"

Di Yunfeng's eyes shrank, and the person stood there, not moving, not speaking, the whites of his eyes were constantly blackening at a visible speed......

Wen Ziyu was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, even punches and kicks couldn't wake up Di Yunfeng's consciousness, and in desperation, she gritted her teeth and wanted to snatch the magic tripod in Di Yunfeng's hand - this is obviously the stupidest and most irrational approach, the magic tripod is already unknown, wouldn't it be self-defeating to touch it again?

Sure enough, Wen Ziyu had just touched the Demon Ding, and a demonic thought spontaneously arose from her heart, and she seemed to see herself, a very beautiful woman, Xue Jin, butterfly, killing, blood, sun, flowers-"Poof!" A knife pierced her chest!

This is by no means an illusion, and there is no regeneration of magic thoughts, this suffocating pain instantly pulled Wen Ziyu back to reality, she looked at Di Yunfeng in disbelief, and her mouth trembled: "Di ...... Brother Di ......"

The knife is a butterfly, the knife, and the person who stabbed the knife is also Di Yunfeng, the whites of his eyes have completely turned black, although the hand holding the knife is trembling, but he is still silent. Maybe the devil is like this, even if he has to, he will do it, and in the extreme, he will produce pain, and in the pain he will reach eternity.

Wen Ziyu had hot blood flowing in her mouth, the breeze was blowing, her hairpin on her crown was withdrawn, and a strand of green silk hair was draped down, and her heroic spirit had dissipated with her slack brow, replaced by the softness of a daughter. She bent her phoenix eyes, held Di Yunfeng's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Di, if you don't look at me for the last time, you won't have a chance......

Di Yunfeng's heart was very painful, from the moment he held the Demon Ding, he seemed to have expected that he would be devoured by the Demon in his heart. He remembered the courage he had had in the face of the demon to save Mu Xueyi and the third eye of the evil dragon - he had never been afraid of all mental torture, he firmly believed that his innocence would always exist, and he even felt that it was impossible for him to go mad!

But he was wrong.

Since he and Mu Xueyi lingered all night, he had love in his heart, and he began to have a lifelong pursuit, going to Minyue, crossing the sea, stepping on real martial arts, seeking the fairy world, and the desire has unconsciously taken root in his heart!

Desire is the origin of human beings, and it is also the swamp of the Demon Pool, the abyss of sin that will never be recovered, Di Yunfeng seems to be deeply trapped in it, no matter how he struggles and calls for help, it will not help, but on the contrary, he will fall deeper and deeper......

"Di Yunfeng, wake up Lao Tzu!"

Wen Ziyu roared, raised her fist and smashed it on Di Yunfeng's chest, blood flowed from her mouth, tears flowed from her eyes, she lowered her head and was almost unable to breathe, but her mouth was unwilling: "You bastard, what are you talking about, you are in the same boat through thick and thin, you deceive me honestly, I don't care about being angry, I know that I am a daughter and I don't take action, and now I am willing to open my eyes and take a look at me when I am dying, you ...... You're not a man, bastard, bastard, woo-"

"You're not going to die. ”

A soft, like a March breeze, wiped away the unwillingness in her heart, one hand caressed her cheeks, stained her tears, and said with a smile: "The fierce man has become a tender woman, Ziyu, if you follow me in the future, you are not afraid that I will eat you?"

Di Yunfeng was eye-catching, his eyes were red gold, a majesty permeated thousands of miles, and his own cultivation had also reached the realm of golden immortals.

"Brother Di, you...... How do you ......"

Di Yunfeng shook his head, he didn't know why, he only knew that at the moment of falling into the abyss, Wen Ziyu's hissing was like a hand that rescued him from the swamp.

At that time, the warmth was full of heart, feathering and ascending to immortals, the dragon ball effect of the dantian played to the extreme, the yuan infant was shocked into the original god, the original god dispersed the two realms of the virtual and the real, the two realms of the virtual and the real combined, and the combined step into the Mahayana, the Mahayana turned to the mind and ascended into the immortal, the immortal immortal, the Jiuqing Immortal, the Da Luo Jin Xian......

"It should be temporary. Di Yunfeng smiled bitterly and gently pulled the knife out of Wen Ziyu's chest.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...... Slow down!" Wen Ziyu clenched his fists and pinched Di Yunfeng vigorously.

Di Yunfeng was very clear in his heart, the power given by the dragon ball was short-lived, if he fought to the death with Lu Hansong, he might be able to pass two moves, and Wen Ziyu in front of him would definitely lose his ...... He shook his head and sighed, palmed Wen Ziyu's body, and persuaded: "Don't move, I'll save you." ”

Wen Ziyu had already fallen into Di Yunfeng's arms, tears were full of tears, her wheezing was weak, she hugged Di Yunfeng tightly, the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, she had been a man for sixty years, sometimes she even thought that she was a man, but now, after entering this warm and wide chest, she knew that she was just a little woman.

This man who relies on him very firmly and comes from his hometown, even if he can't return to his hometown, it's not bad to die in the arms of his fellow countrymen.

"Di Yunfeng, I want to go home, remember to take me home......"

Wen Ziyu shed the last tears, closed his eyes, and passed out.