Without even thinking, Di Jiu tore this area of space apart, and a cold aura forced his way in. Di Jiu had been to the Yin Underworld, and he immediately knew that he had come to a realm similar to the Yin Underworld.
The next moment, Di Jiu's mind swept over Di Jinxi in the distance.
Di Jinxi was nailed in the void, and there was a dark and gloomy atmosphere everywhere around him.
Almost at the same time that Di Jiu saw Di Jinxi, the divine energy gathered by Di Jinxi exploded and hit the words "Tiandao Reincarnation River".
The Taoist rhyme around the five words Tiandao Reincarnation River trembled, followed by a muffled groan, and a gray handprint grabbed Di Jinxi.
Di Jiu was shocked, and without hesitation he struck out with an ancient thunder pattern.
Di Jiu had mastered the magical power of the Ancient Thunder Pattern a long time ago. It was only later that he devoted himself to studying the way of the sword, and then he put down the Ancient Thunder Pattern and the Ancient Thunder Sword.
However, in this place, the power of the ancient thunder pattern is obviously stronger.
Boom! The ancient thunder pattern struck the gray handprint, tearing it apart directly.
"Haha, there really is a way to heaven if you don't take it..." Chiyao's clone laughed sharply, followed by a purple figure blocking Di Jiu's way.
Di Jiu could no longer take care of Di Jin and the past, Tian Suo's knife was rolled up again, and time had three chances.
When Di Jiu used the three machines of time, the jade plate in Chiyao's clone's hand also rolled up a screen of billions of lights. Obviously, he didn't want to give Di Jiu another chance to escape.
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Di Jinxi was ready to wait for death, but he saw a thunderbolt hit the gray handprint out of thin air, smashing the gray handprint into smithereens.
Before Di Jinxi could figure out what was going on, the gray handprints once again grabbed Di Jinxi from the void.
Just at this moment, a shadow fell from the void. The handprint that was grabbing Di Jinxi suddenly paused, and then became stuck in the void.
Di Jinxi had already sensed who the falling shadow was. He quickly rolled his mind and the shadow slowed down. He then controlled his body and stopped not far from Di Jinxi.
"It's you? Junior Sister Huanhuan..." Di Jinxi was shocked. He didn't expect that Bei Huanhuan was also here. Obviously, Bei Huanhuan also came down from Shejiwan Garden.
"Senior Brother Jinxi, you are really here...ah, you..." Bei Huanhuan immediately saw that Di Jinxi was not looking very well and was nailed to the void.
Di Jinxi immediately remembered the void handprint. What surprised him was that the void handprint was still there, as if the stop button had been pressed.
Bei Huanhuan also came to her senses. She looked at the handprint, and then used her magic weapon to attack the handprint. In her opinion, Di Jinxi must have been nailed here because of that handprint.
Boom! Bei Huanhuan's magic weapon hit the handprint. Except for the fluctuation of Dao Yun, there was no movement in the handprint. But because of this, Bei Huanhuan was swept over by a violent force and bumped into Di Jinxi.
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Di Jinxi looked at the handprint blankly. He didn't understand why the handprint didn't move. Logically speaking, this handprint would pinch both him and Bei Huanhuan in it, and then turn them into powder.
By the way, where did that lightning arc come from just now?
As soon as Di Jinxi thought of this, a violent wave of Dao rhyme swept over him. However, Di Jinxi had no chance to observe where this violent Dao rhyme wave came from. He had already seen a shadow gradually appearing between him and him, from blurry to clearer.
In front of Bei Huanhuan was a rather tall monk.
Bei Huanhuan also held the magic weapon tightly and stood next to Di Jinxi. Just now she tried to remove the nails on Di Jinxi's body, but she could not move the rhyme at all.
The people who appeared in front of Bei Huanhuan and Di Jinxi were pale and seemed to have only a breath of life in them. Other than that, they had an extremely cold and cold aura.
The tall monk with a white face just stared at Bei Huanhuan, his eyes a little confused and confused.
"Who are you?" Bei Huanhuan felt a little chilled by this penetrating gaze. She could feel that her own strength was nothing compared to this pale-faced monk.
"Junior sister Huanhuan, do you think this person's appearance is somewhat similar to yours?" Di Jinxi whispered beside Bei Huanhuan.
Bei Huanhuan also felt that this pale-faced monk was quite similar to her. Not only was he similar to her, but he also had a similar appearance to her ancestor of the Bei family.
His pale face kept staring at Bei Huanhuan, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he was thinking about something.
"Senior, we didn't mean to offend you by coming here. Can you let go of my senior brother?" Bei Huanhuan finally couldn't help it and began to plead.
There was nothing she could do about the nails on Di Jinxi's body.
The pale face was still staring at Bei Huanhuan, with no intention of responding at all. Fortunately, he did not continue to take action.
"Senior..." Bei Huanhuan also felt something was wrong, "Do you know Bei Xiaocheng?"
The look in Bei Xiaocheng's pale face finally changed, his brows furrowed even more, and he even raised his hand to scratch his hair.
"Senior, it's okay if you can't remember." Bei Huanhuan's tone was trembling. She was worried that the pale face would suddenly go crazy and crush both her and Di Jinxi to death.
"What's your name?" The pale face finally said four words, his tone a little unclear.
"My name is Bei Huanhuan, I come from Shantideva's home in Hubei..." Bei Huanhuan replied carefully.
There was finally a color in the pale face's eyes, which was a mixture of fear, despair, struggle, and unwillingness. His hands began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble.
"Senior..." Bei Huanhuan called out worriedly again.
"Give me some blood..." The eyes of the pale face turned red, and the pale face was no longer pale at this moment, but turned purple. He gasped for air, and then shouted at Bei Huanhuan.
"Ah..." Bei Huanhuan was startled, a little confused. Give blood to this pale face? Is she crazy?
"Give him..." an urgent voice came, followed by waves of roaring sounds exploding in the void.
Only then did Bei Huanhuan see the sword light and pieces of yellow light exploding in the dark space in the distance. Looking at the wave of swords, she felt a little trembling in her heart. This kind of wave of swords was weak in its momentum, let alone confrontation.
A lot. It was like the entire universe was tilted and rolled back, terrifying and shocking.
However, this terrifying wave of swords was actually crushed by endless yellow light.
Is the monk who just said two words one of the people in the battle? Just when Bei Huanhuan thought of this, he heard Di Jinxi also said eagerly, "Junior sister Huanhuan..."
Bei Huanhuan reacted and split his wrist without hesitation, and streams of blood flew towards the tall, pale-faced man.
The blood instantly rolled up the pale-faced man. The purple-red color on the pale-faced man's face receded, and the madness in his eyes slowly dissipated.
In just half a stick of incense, his face became rosy. Then he looked at Bei Huanhuan eagerly and said, "I am Bei Xiaocheng. I was plotted against. That person is now entangled in both his true form and his clone."
, this is the only chance. I am going to reincarnation now, you leave here immediately..."
While speaking, Bei Xiaocheng raised his hand and swept away the four nails from Di Jinxi's body, and at the same time slapped him on the forehead.
Auras rushed out of Bei Xiaocheng's eyebrows, surrounding Bei Xiaocheng's body, but never leaving. Bei Xiaocheng knew very well that this was his only chance to break free from being controlled. Because the person who made him into a clone
, at this moment, the main body was entangled by others and was fighting madly, and the clone was also fighting madly with others. Not only that, he also gained some clarity because of the blood spiritual platform of the direct descendants of the Bei family.
Ever since he was controlled, such an opportunity has been almost impossible, because there is not even a slim chance. Now that it has appeared, how could he let it go?
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At the same time, in a swamp in the Creation Nest.
Ye Mo rolled up a purple knife pattern with his purple sword and shouted loudly, "Ning Cheng, have you noticed that this guy's divine path is a little disordered?"
Without Ye Mo's reminder, Ning Cheng could see that Chi Yao's Divine Dao Yun was a little confused. Ning Cheng, who was originally suppressed, rolled up Dao Yun handprints without hesitation. The next moment, a pale white Naihe Bridge blocked the way.
In front of Chiyao.
Under the Naihe Bridge, there are Wangxiang Bridge, Wangchuan Bridge, Huangquan Bridge, Purse Life Bridge, Bi'an Bridge, and Samsara Bridge connecting the city.
Ye Mo's Ziqian rolled up endless samsara charms and directly blasted the top magical samsara at Chi Yao...
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)