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"Bang!-" Lei Mang slammed into the sky above the Demon Capital, and the Ninth Demon God just stood up and stretched out his hand to grab it, and the sky was as if it had been slapped and there was no sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"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.

"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!

A group of Zhu Yan's heirs, who were wrapped around Di Jin and the others, were shaken to the ground by Shenwei, and they were confused: "Whose primordial god is this, who naturally has a restrain on us?"

Di Jin's quiet eyes showed a hint of cunning: "Why don't we let it go?" Di Jin raised his hand to Xu Jiawei, the master of the coloring 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." ”

The snot on the snow-white beast's head sucked, and he scurried back and forth in the jungle from time to time, and saw that no one was chasing him, so he took a breath slightly.

"Well, really, from now on I will cover you in the rear to prevent the demon fairy of Huaguo Mountain from coming out to attack you;

Then lead me to threaten me, can I kill him?" Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, turned slightly pale, and a plan rose silently in his heart. At that moment, he patted his chest and said to Di Jin: "Don't worry, big brother." With an eyebrow raised, the void grabbed a silver hair, only to see that the hair gradually melted away with the turbidity, revealing a drop of black blood the size of a pea.

His deep eyes glanced up and down at the appearance of the Aurora Dao people: it was a puddle of rotten rotten flesh that collapsed there, and he couldn't see the past at all.

"My Buddha is immeasurable, what does the donor mean?" Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, released a bright light in his eyes, and looked at Di Jin with a solemn appearance.

"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." ”

Lao Yan was lying on the huge rock of Huaguo Mountain, lazily looking at Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha, while listening to Zhu Yan complaining to him, a fine light appeared in his scarlet eyes, and he said angrily: "Who is it? Who took my grandson's rosary!"

"Your Majesty, don't you can't help but want to do it!" Di Jin's handsome face smiled coldly: "Could it be that you, an old Zhu annoyance, want to be desperate."

The Aurora Daoist let out a dull snort: "Although I haven't seen several other senior brothers in these years, I know that Master Zun may have expected this day a long time ago. ”

The divine sense slightly probed into the soul of the Aurora Daoist, and found that the huge primordial god villain had actually split a hole, which looked very bleak, and the situation had been more than a hundred years.

The Guangdao man seemed to be touched in his heart, and straightened up his mutilated body and almost roared: "For that kind of woman, you actually cut off my limbs and eyes, what is this!"

"I'm physically disabled and my soul is trapped, who would want to do such a thing of self-destructive cultivation and mutilated divine soul!" "The Aurora Daoist's face was a little gloomy, and his dry cough revealed malaise.

When the Aurora Daoist heard Di Jin's words, he suddenly smiled, and the faint blue light in his empty eyes looked at Di Jin quietly: "Have you noticed?"

Normally, as a last resort, he will never ask for help. This can be seen from the fact that he never gave in to Di Zhenguo's coercion back then.

"It's not simple! It's just to avoid the peep of the ancestors of Beacon Mountain, and secretly condense into the body of a ghost and immortal. It's already rare!"

Seeing that smug look, Di Jin's heart felt that there must be something inside, he stepped forward and looked at Tian Guangji for a while, he already had some guesses, and couldn't help but say with some doubts: "If you want to avoid the prying eyes of the senior monks of Beacon Mountain, you must get the cooperation of the outside world, could it be that the ghost fairy has some connection with you?"

It was in a coma that the magic weapon of the Aurora Daoist was gone. When I recalled, my expression was a little nostalgic, with some feelings: "I was just an abandoned outcast, and at that time, someone was able to give me a bite to eat, a warmth." ”

Listening to this former senior brother, recalling the past experience, he couldn't help but feel a little sad and indignant, he seemed to have guessed the next story, an outcast abandoned by the mountain lord was made into a crippled seal, and who would come back to treat him sincerely.

Daoist looked at Di Jin's appearance, and naturally knew what he was thinking in his heart, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "Do you think that if I will calculate others, others will not calculate me?" Di Jin's heart trembled, his calm mood fluctuated, he looked at the decadent senior brother in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Tian Guangji, which is sealed under this clear water and cold pool, once upon a time he was world-class and was known as a young talent once in a hundred years on Beacon Mountain, but it was because he had no mouth to cover that this caused the taboo of the mountain owner to be touched.

"Oh, is it?When did Xiao Xuzi dare to be so bold in front of your Uncle Di?" Di Jin waved his hand lazily, and his lazy voice came out of his mouth calmly, with a touch of coldness, so that the handsome facial features looked a little majestic. Just looked straight at the Lord of the Buddha: "Your Uncle Di, naturally Di Jin, Uncle Di!"

"At the beginning, you made it clear to me directly, don't you just pretend to be cold! Do you hit me like this?" Seeing Di Jin's repeated words, the Lord of the Buddha was not an end, undulating between heaven and earth, for a while, there was a feeling of loneliness, and Xu Jiawei, the Lord of the Buddha who was originally a little happy, turned dark.

Di Jin looked at the slightly dull appearance of the Aurora Daoist, his heart trembled, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Aurora, when did you tear your soul." ”

Thinking about the trial in the ghost mansion, the one thing he had to do was similar, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Xiao Tianji, I said that you, a physically and mentally disabled person, are obviously very strong in cultivation and still rely on the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest to leave, for what, it turns out that you have been waiting for that person to appear!"

With a wave of his hand, the Aurora Golden Immortal arranged a soundproof array to isolate the movement of the outside world, and smiled at Di Jin: "I don't know where this immortal friend got this black blood!"

"What is this?" Di Jin's heart touched slightly, Di Zhenguo didn't talk much about his mother's affairs before, but he heard that she left this world after leaving the young Di Jin. In this regard, he didn't have a good impression of the unmasked woman, but he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about Di Zhenguo's handling of Tian Guangji.

Or rather, the guardian, watching over this heaven and earth, Di Jin could feel a sky above him, this sky covering him, watching him, and now the words of the ninth demon god woke him up with a shocking word.

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-harming to find a new breakthrough point in the Netherworld.

Every word has the sense of heaven and earth.

Looking down at Di Jin, a vague phantus, unable to see clearly, his voice was calm and unforgiving, as if he were 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.

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?

"Boom!-" The bursting thunderbolt stepped through the portal of the fairyland and descended directly into the sky above the demon capital, interrupting the conversation between the two.

A giant hand condensed by black flames grabbed 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?

After looking at Di Jin and the two of them slightly, he stretched his body between getting up, and a bloody mouth opened on the thin black shadow,

"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.

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.

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. ”