Bang bang -

Di Mo's surprise had just begun, and the four spirit treasure level short swords outside his body had already exploded to smithereens, and Di Mo was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his spirit was in severe pain.

The strength of this spatial strangulation is not something that Lingbao can resist at all. You must know that these four short swords of Dimo are not ordinary magic weapons.

These four short swords are called the Four Swords of Guardianship, and the name sounds inconspicuous, but they were snatched by Emperor Hate from a late-stage monk who swam in the Star Sea of Time and Space.

The space-time star sea is opened up by the ancestor of the formation path, so the monks there are the best at integrating the formation path into their own means and magic weapons, and among these four swords, the hidden formation, combined together, is a set of guardian sword formations, and the defense effect is extremely strong.

It's a pity that today is also destined to be shattered.

Di Mo's eyes opened in shock, and he hurriedly took out a jade bell-like defensive magic weapon again, and placed it on top of his head, and the jade bell fell down a trace of green air like willow, wrapping Di Mo's body.

Drink!

After taking out this treasure, Di Mo's movements did not stop, and the aura of Dao Heart floated on his body, and a black dragon phantom appeared behind him, raised his fist, and blasted out into the void with a punch!

Obviously, Dimer was planning to escape from the spatial rift.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the sky shook!

It's a pity that the Dragon Emperor laid out this game, how could he miss such a big flaw for people to escape, and half of the spatial crack did not appear.

Dimo's face changed again, gray as death, his mind turned sharply, but he didn't know what to do, his eyes swept away, in the void space, where was there any outlet-like storage.

Click――

The sound of shattering came, and on the surface of the jade bell, sparks splashed everywhere, this spiritual treasure was much worse than the reverse scales and the four swords of protection. Shattering is just around the corner.

"Senior, although the junior is a dragon, I have always sympathized with your experience, and I admire your achievements even more, and I beg my seniors to spare my life!"

Dimer shouted.

This man is extremely arrogant. The dragon genius with even more lofty ambitions finally lowered his head and begged for mercy at this moment.

......

In the middle of the river of blood, Emperor Hate lowered his head, without the slightest other reaction, this phantom is obviously a bit mysterious, and it will not be triggered by Di Mo's plea for mercy.

Di Mo saw that the other party did not react. And the power of strangulation is still the same, his face is even more ugly, he opens his hands and grabs it, and one by one magic weapons are taken out by him and used as protection.

This person is also the same as Ye Bai, he already has the power of the divine soul and has a rich net worth. Naturally, there is no need to say much, but it is a pity that the level of these magic weapons is getting worse and worse. It's breaking faster and faster.

"What to do?

Sweat poured out of Dimer's forehead, and he felt the shadow of death loom over him.

Suddenly, Dimo's heart moved, and he remembered the dragon killing sword he had obtained, which contained a powerful dragon killing sword. And maybe there was some mystery, so I quickly pulled it out.

Hmmm――

Di Mo raised his hand, and a scarlet sword qi swept towards the void in the form of a fan. The sword qi collided with the silent strangulation force, splashing a large area of blood-colored mist.

Bang bang -

It's a pity that this strangulation power comes from every direction, and it can't be blocked at all, even those that collide with the Dragon Killing Sword can't be completely shattered by the Dragon Killing Sword.

Dimer's body was still trembling.

On the other side, the Emperor Hate Phantom still didn't react at all.

"How so?"

Dimo's eyes were as dark as death, his mind was completely shaken, and after muttering to himself in his heart, he roared wildly, and the dragon-killing sword waved wildly, but unfortunately it was in vain after all.

Bang bang bang -

One by one, the magic weapon was broken, and finally the last one, this was a shield-like magic weapon, after this treasure was broken, the power of strangulation was like a sharp awl, attacking from all directions.

Burst!

The artistic conception space barrier is like paper paste, lightly shattered, and the power of strangulation finally penetrates into Dimo's body, and blood splashes away from all over the body.

When the pain hit, Di Mo didn't scream, didn't react again, and didn't open the artistic conception space barrier again, this person's eyes were slightly dull, as if he had accepted his fate.

......

At this moment, the mutation is lifelong!

The endless, extremely powerful strangulation power came to an abrupt end! And the blood drilled out by the strangled power of Emperor Mo was gathered into a small stream, flying out in the direction of the Emperor Hate Phantom, and the direction went straight into the blood-colored river around Emperor Hate.

Whew――

After a few moments, it melted in.

The blood river is still the same, and it has not changed at all, but the phantom of the emperor's hatred is shining at this moment, and his lowered head is finally raised. A pair of dragon eyes opened, and in the scarlet pupils, an unusually cold gaze shot out, looking in the direction of Dimo.

"Descendants of the Dragon Clan, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The emperor hated the phantom, and suddenly opened his mouth to speak, the voice seemed to come from ancient times, vicissitudes and dull, and it did not seem too gloomy, with a penetrating power that went straight to the hearts of the people, echoing in the void space, just a sentence, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Dimer was stunned.

What's going on? Is this the rhythm of hard work?

Di Mo's heart was overjoyed at first, and then his face was so dark that he almost scolded his mother, I knew that you wanted my dragon blood to open it, so you said, I will give it to you, and let me break all the defensive magic weapons!

Emperor Hate Phantom, staring at Di Mo, the look in his eyes was extremely complex, intertwined with indescribable emotions, after saying the previous sentence, he said: "Descendants of the Dragon Clan, I don't know where you come from, but you can come here, you are destined to be the heir of my Emperor Hate!"

Sure enough, there was a chance!

In Dimo's heart, there was another burst of joy.

But after an instant, there was a cold feeling on his back, because on the face of the Emperor Hate Phantom on the other side, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked a cat-like playful smile, this smile was extremely similar to the smile of the statues of his son Emperor Dove and his wife Ziyu.

Di Mo's heart immediately tightened, faintly giving birth to a bad feeling, forcibly suppressing the complicated feelings in his heart, trying to stay calm and look at each other. didn't answer, with a cold face, silently thinking.

The Emperor Hate Phantom on the opposite side may be a wisp of residual Yuan Shen imprint, but it must have set up a bureau for an unknown number of years, waiting for him to jump in.

"Boy. Let me tell you one thing first, from the time you enter here, unless you agree to my conditions and become my heir, then this remnant soul of mine will collapse and the space will open, otherwise unless it is a monk from the other side realm can forcibly blast out of the space, as for you, don't even think about it!"

The face of the emperor's hatred. Gradually, this kind of strictness is gloomy and ruthless.

“...... What conditions do you want me to promise you before you are willing to preach my Taoism and let me out?"

After a moment of silence, Emperor Ha asked in a calm voice.

"Hahahaha-"

As soon as these words came out, the Emperor Hate Phantom on the opposite side laughed wildly. The voice is crazy and paranoid. Yin owl is full of pride in controlling a qiē.

The laughter echoed in the space, piercing the eardrums, and the phantom of the emperor's hatred, which was originally just a gloomy face, was filled with madness in an instant. It's crazy.

"Very good, I like the descendants of the dragon clan who know the times!"

The laughter fell suddenly, and after the emperor praised it, his eyes were already staring at the emperor and said, "Boy, I have two requests. As long as you agree to these two requests, I will immediately pass on the Blood Shattering Star Technique and the Nine Turns Blood Dragon Strength to you, and as for the layout in the Emperor's Palace, you can also pass a copy to you, but whether you can get the treasures in them depends on whether your hands and feet are fast enough. ”

When Di Mo heard this, he was still silent, but his pupils had condensed rapidly.

Emperor Hate stared at him deeply, and a moment of approval flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly: "First, if you want to cultivate these two magical powers of mine, you must be a hybrid dragon clan, the more blood you mix with other demon beasts, the higher the level, the stronger the power, that is to say, you must first absorb the blood in this blood river I prepared for you, and fuse with the blood of the dragon clan before you can get my approval." ”

Di Mo was stunned, it turned out that this was the secret of the Blood Shattering Star Technique and the Nine Turns of Blood Dragon Strength, but if I want to give up the pure dragon bloodline, how can I do it? You know, this means that he will be completely out of touch with the Seven Great Secret Techniques of the Dragon Clan, and maybe he will be spurned by other Dragon Clans!

"Boy, what's the matter, I'm good enough for you, even the blood of other demon beast races is ready for you, if you don't have the method of fusing the blood of other races, the old man can pass on a door to you now!hahaha-"

Emperor hated another burst of laughter.

Dimer's face suddenly turned ugly.

Vicious! vicious to the extreme!

This Dragon Emperor hated it, he must have calculated this, he himself was a mixed-race dragon clan, and because of this, he suffered the humiliation and abuse of the pure-blood dragon clan, and now, he wants to use this method to return all the humiliation to the descendants of the dragon clan.

Emperor hated the phantom, looked at Di Mo's face, smiled, and said: "The second condition, the person who accepts my inheritance needs to make an oath of heavenly decline, swear allegiance to the back hand assigned by the first big brother, and become the most loyal subordinate under his command!"

Di Mo was stunned when he heard this.

The first eldest brother, the first immortal emperor, who is the back hand he arranged?

Could it be that after sacrificing the pure dragon bloodline, I still have to sacrifice my eternal freedom in exchange for the reluctance and supernatural powers in front of me?

The color of humiliation and grief gradually appeared on Dimer's face.

"Hahahaha-this is my Dimo's arrangement, I want to let the descendants of the dragon clan who come in, like my emperor's hatred, become a mongrel, and also a blood-mixed to the outrageous and despicable mongrel, I want to copy all the humiliation suffered to the pure-blooded descendants of the dragon clan, let them taste it too, hahaha-"

The sound of crazy laughter rang out again.

The emperor hated the huge body, leaning forward and backward, trembling violently, with indescribable hatred in his eyes, and the joy of revenge, although this person has died to the point of only a wisp of remnant soul, but the meaning of hatred is deeper, it can be said that he is an out-and-out madman and madman.

"First brother, this is also a gift I have prepared for your backhand - a dragon mongrel who has obtained my emperor's hatred inheritance!"

Emperor Ha said another sentence abruptly, his voice was low, and his eyes flashed with respect that he had never felt before. (To be continued......)