The dividing line ―――――――――――――――――――――――――― later modified, today is the birthday of the little master. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dressed in a pale blue feather robe fluttering in the wind, Di Jin's quiet and deep eyes looked at the Ninth Demon God above, and while his heart was turbulent, he tried his best to use the Creation Tree to hide another primordial god in his body. After a slight pause and thinking for a moment, he spoke: "Nine Divine Monarch, what do you mean? If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly!"

Xiao Zhu was disgusted with this, cleaned up his white hair, looked at Xu Jiawei and Di Jin with a frightened face, and sent out a divine sense: "I don't want to pay attention to you."

"Little Xuzi, don't you want to drink?"

"Drinking? Oh, I see, the place where such a divine beast lives must be a spiritual mountain. As soon as he thought of the wine brewed by the spirit monkey, the roundworms of the Buddha Xu Jiawei cooed, and hurriedly shouted to Di Jin in front of Xiao Zhuyan: "Yes, big brother, it is not enough to step on the ground, we will burn their Monkey King's polyhuaguo and drink up their wine!"

Di Jin raised his hand to Xu Jiawei, the master of the colored Buddha, and stopped his voice, and smiled at Xiao Zhu with a smile: "Little monkey, when I give you a cup of tea, if you can run out of my palm, then I will let you go, otherwise, not only the rosary, but also you and I will be accepted as a spiritual pet." ”

"Squeak squeak!-squeak squeak!" Xiao Zhu was tired of being a divine beast bloodline, where could he hear such a trick, and screamed to express his disbelief.

However, the Buddha Lord on the side mocked with a cold face: "My eldest brother told you to run, but you still don't run, are you braised by me and boiled and eaten, so it's refreshing!"

"Three, two, one!"

"Squeak squeak...... Quack!" Xiao Zhu's disgusted beast face swelled, and he squeaked a few times, thinking that he had not been begging for benefits in Di Jin's hands before, he glanced at the two of them with hatred, and jumped into the forest with resentment.

Although Xiao Zhu is not much tall, his speed is surprisingly fast, while hurrying through the boundless forest and teleporting wildly,

Sefo Xu Jiawei's delicate face smiled, and he looked at Di Jin solemnly, raised his hand and hugged his fist and said: "As long as you can drink a sip of the wine brewed by the Monkey King, what if you are hung up by a little monkey." ”

"I don't know, the taste of this immortal wine, whether there is the taste of the wine from Mingchang Street. Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, showed a hint of intoxication on his happy face: "It's a pity that there is such a beautiful wine, but there is no beauty to accompany it." ”

"Smack!--what are you not used to, if you make a mistake at that time, I will have to ask your master to cut off your lifeline.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's name must be abstained, this donor can rest assured, for the sake of righteousness, even if it is on the knife mountain, or go down to the sea of fire, the little monk will not hesitate!"

"Smack!" Di Jin patted the top of the Buddha Lord Xu Jiawei's light hair and said in a deep voice: "Quit color, what do you want! I mean let you cultivate hard, and in the future, when your mana cultivation goes up, there will naturally be a lot of resources sent to you." ”

"Donor, the poor monk takes a fancy to your Zhu Yan's bloodline and my Buddhism, so it's better to take refuge in my Buddha, how about it?"

Di Jin smiled, shook his hand, and held out a bead the size of a golden pigeon's egg, and said to Lao Zhu: "Rosary?

When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes jumped faintly, and he pretended to be sloppy and said: "What kind of relics? What are you talking nonsense about? This is clearly a rosary!"

"Oh, is it? Are you sure?"

"Don't quit the master!-"

"Huh?" Seeing this, Xu Jiawei, the "Amitabha Buddha" Buddha Master, immediately walked up to Di Jin, bowed to the Western Elysium in the fairyland, and ran the exercises; a golden bead the size of a edamame appeared from the body and emerged with layers of Buddha light; seeing his solemn expression, he said: "Donor, this relic looks like my predecessors in the Western Elysium, and it is consistent with my origin relics Buddha light, how can it become your rosary!"

Di Jin's handsome face smiled coldly: "Could it be that you, an old Zhu is tired, and you want to be desperate?" "Wait!" "This little friend, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it here!" "We came from Morikawa!

"And my little brother is even more condensed by the relics cultivated by the Buddha Sect!, don't you know what this means?"

"The Western Elysium has his Arhat Fruit Position, and the Eastern Immortal Spirit Dao has a place for me!

Di Jin's eyes lifted: "Just you are a fairy, I really didn't pay attention to it!"

"If you had to choose a way to die, how would you want to die?" The Ninth Demon God sat high on the throne of the Demon Capital, looking down at Di Jin, a vague phantom, unable to see clearly, and his voice was calm and ruthless, as if he was talking to himself.

Yes, every time he returned to the upper realm, returned to the fairyland, his cultivation improved, and the way of splitting his soul was not wrong, everything seemed so smooth? But as long as he entered the depths of the fairyland, he could not avoid death.

There will always be more powerful beasts and fairy birds, or guardians, watching over this heaven and earth, Di Jin can feel a sky above him, this sky covering him, watching him, and now the words of the ninth demon god have awakened him in a shocking way.

"Heavenly Immortal, can you really be counted as an immortal?" While his strength was getting stronger and stronger, Di Jin was also confused, so in order to have more powerful power, he chose to split his soul and self-harm to find a new breakthrough point in the lower realm.

With his fists clenched tightly, a pale blue feather robe fluttering in the wind, Di Jin's quiet and deep eyes looked at the Ninth Demon God above, and while his heart was turbulent, he tried his best to use the Creation Tree to hide another primordial god in his body. After a slight pause and thinking for a moment, he spoke: "Nine Divine Monarch, what do you mean? If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly!"

"Nine Divine Monarchs?" The black shadow on the emperor's throne was stunned, as if it was reminiscing about something, and the sound of fingertips tapping on the emperor's throne gradually slowed down.

"Your current cultivation is only in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, do you know what realm there is above the Heavenly Immortals?"

Di Jin pondered for a moment and replied, "Golden Immortal, Da Luo Golden Immortal, Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. As for the future, if my guess is correct, there should still be the existence of the Immortal Monarch. ”

"Immortal Monarch?" On the throne of the Demon Capital, there seemed to be a riot in the sky, and when it came to their cultivation, the law moved with words, and every word had the sense of heaven and earth.

The Ninth Demon God just blindly knocked on the throne, looked down at Di Jin, and quietly exhaled: "Those who don't become emperors are all ants!"

"Those who don't become emperors, are all ants?" Di Jin's heart was shocked, with his current cultivation in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, he had never thought of reaching the advanced realm of the Immortal Monarch, and the Ninth Demon God actually told him that those who did not become emperors were all ants.

The Ninth Demon God stood up, stretched out a giant hand made of black flames, and grabbed it directly towards Lei Mang. Di Jin looked at the tall figure, still fearless, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, this is the thunder mang in the immortal realm, I am afraid that it is not less than the power of the Xuan Immortal level, can this ninth demon god deal with it?

And what this ninth demon god is thinking about is how to die, or how to die!

If it was an ordinary person, he could not care, but when it came out of the mouth of the ninth demon god in the immortal realm, then everything would mean differently.

"Heavenly Immortal, can you really be counted as an immortal?" While his strength was getting stronger and stronger, Di Jin was also confused, so in order to have more powerful power, he chose to split his soul and self-harm to find a new breakthrough point in the lower realm.

With his fists clenched tightly, a pale blue feather robe fluttering in the wind, Di Jin's quiet and deep eyes looked at the Ninth Demon God above, and while his heart was turbulent, he tried his best to use the Creation Tree to hide another primordial god in his body. After a slight pause and thinking for a moment, he spoke: "Nine Divine Monarch, what do you mean? If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly!"

Di Jin pondered for a moment and replied, "Golden Immortal, Da Luo Golden Immortal, Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. As for the future, if my guess is correct, there should still be the existence of the Immortal Monarch. ”

"Immortal Monarch?" On the throne of the Demon Capital, there seemed to be a riot in the sky, and when it came to their cultivation, the law moved with words, and every word had the sense of heaven and earth.

"If you had to choose a way to die, how would you want to die?" The Ninth Demon God sat high on the throne of the Demon Capital, looking down at Di Jin, a vague phantom, unable to see clearly, and his voice was calm and ruthless, as if he was talking to himself.

What could be seen was his slender and emaciated fingers tapping on the imperial crown, echoing one after another, replaying over and over again in his world.

And what this ninth demon god is thinking about is how to die, or how to die!

If it was an ordinary person, he could not care, but when it came out of the mouth of the ninth demon god in the immortal realm, then everything would mean differently.

Yes, every time he returned to the upper realm, returned to the fairy realm, his cultivation improved, and the way of dividing his soul was not wrong, everything seemed so smooth?

"Oh, interesting, the Nine Gods Monarch is really mighty!" Standing in the palace, Di Jin muttered to himself as he looked at the dark clouds in the sky that had not been there for a long time.

The dark teleportation array, flickering with light points flickering and flickering.

"Bang!--" With the sound of dust shattering, the eyes burst and suddenly turned into stone chips all over the ground.

The two figures, after shaking slightly for a while, walked out of it with each other's arms.

"Ahem, ahem, looks like we've arrived?" Dijen looked around at his surroundings, the endless ocean, and the islands that were only the size of their habitat.