Fairy Hanyue, relying on the secret treasure, did not go with the large army chasing Di Jun, or even acted alone, just to get there before everyone else.
But she never expected that Di Ya still had such a precious space teleportation talisman in his hand.
"How does a mere beast deserve to be a hero? He sacrifices himself to save others, do you deserve it?!" Fairy Hanyue failed, and his heart was filled with anger, as if he was stabbed with a sword.
"Pfft!"
There was a splash of blood, and Di Ya was so painful that tears fell down, but he showed a relieved smile, "Brother survived..."
Fairy Hanyue resisted the urge to tear this beast apart with his hands and sneered, "Do you think he can escape? He will die sooner or later! I hate you for struggling to your death and making me miss my destiny. I will kill you a thousand times but I won't be able to forgive you!"
At this moment, the void twisted, and a shadow emerged from it, condensing into the image of a sickly man.
The man's face was feminine, and his whole body was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
The master of the Yin Moon Dynasty, Yin Seven Kills.
The power of this dynasty is not weaker than that of the Holy Land, and the exercises they practice are even more evil and dark. Years of practice have caused people's spirits to become distorted, almost filled with desires, and they can do all kinds of crazy things.
Yin Seven Kills smiled sinisterly, with excitement shining in his eyes, and licked his lips. "Fairy, please don't be impulsive. Killing her will have no meaning - I wonder if fairies usually have the leisure and elegance of fishing?"
Fairy Hanyue glanced at him with a look of disgust on his face, as if he wanted to draw a clear line with this BT: "You mean, use this beast as bait to force Di Jun to show up?"
"This is an obvious trap. Will Di Jun be stupid enough to take the bait?"
Yin Seven Kills smiled strangely, and under Fairy Hanyue's gaze, his pants were quickly pushed up. "I have my own way."
Fairy Hanyue suddenly felt a chill, and resisted the urge to slash the BT next to him with a sword, "Then I'll leave this matter to you. As for the opportunity of the jade ruler, we will fight for it later!"
"Xiaoya!" A heartbreaking voice came from Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.
Di Jun was so distraught that he fell to his knees with a "pop". He was like a dying person, completely lost and hopeless.
In his opinion, if Di Ya fell into the hands of those cruel Human Race monks, he would definitely die.
The last hope... was completely destroyed with the death of Di Ya.
"I'm useless..."
"I deserve to die! Without my birth, the Fire Crow clan would not have been destroyed!"
"Fuck you! Get out, get out!"
"If it weren't for your broken ruler, none of them would have died!"
Di Jun looked crazy, crying and laughing, and actually threw the jade ruler that made countless strong men crazy directly to the ground, and stepped on it hard one after another.
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and he was crazy, as if he had completely lost his mind.
But at this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice came over faintly. "Young man, you have such amazing luck. However, this luck is extremely twists and turns, bringing endless disasters, which seems to indicate that you will rise up in endless pain and persecution."
"In other words, everything around you will suffer misfortune and pay the price for your great luck."
"It's scary, it's really scary. This jade ruler actually makes me feel palpitated. Is there really such a companion spiritual treasure in the world? Could it be that in your previous life, you were on the same level as me?"
Di Jun was stunned for a moment, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and looked over with cold eyes.
It was a trace of the old man's remnant soul.
No, not even the remnant soul.
It's just a ray of immortal obsession, translucent, extremely illusory, and seems to be annihilated at any time.
The key person has an undying obsession and is suffering from tragic injuries.
The fist mark that pierced the chest, the fingerprint that broke the eyebrow, the claw mark that tore the arm, the palm mark that chopped off half of the head, and even the flash of thunder corroded, and was erased by the power of the netherworld...
Too miserable.
Di Jun can't even imagine how this obsession can last.
"Cowards. Men are born with passion and passion. They will break all disasters and disasters!" came the voice of a middle-aged man full of arrogance, which made Di Jun's heart skip a beat. He could not sense the existence of a strong person at all.
It wasn't until this voice came that Di Jun followed the sound and found a trace of immortal obsession that was as injured as the old man.
He was a middle-aged man with his upper body bare, a strong and burly body, and a head of silver hair that exploded in all directions like a lion's mane.
"A man can die, but he must not surrender or give up on himself!" The middle-aged man's voice was sonorous and powerful, full of some kind of inspiring power.
Di Jun pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He felt that it was all too abrupt.
"Don't you understand?" the old man sighed quietly, "If you survive a disaster and even meet us, you are very lucky."
Di Jun It is true that your luck is against the heavens.
You must know that in the beginning, he was just a Three-Legged Fire Crow. He was not ranked among Demon Race, not even a subspecies of mythical beast. But he hit Peak Immortal Emperor all the way. How many times did he narrowly escape death? He himself could not count!
Just like Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, which is called "Great Magister" by later generations, a comet fell from the sky and fell into the enemy camp... No novel would dare to write this, it's so fucking outrageous!
But this is luck.
Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.
"Please teach me, two seniors!" Di Jun, covered in blood, knelt down and kowtowed deeply.
"Our obsession is about to disappear. You came at the right time, so you are blessed with great luck."
"Well, it's very possible that you are the protagonist of this planet, the so-called Son of Destiny. In that case, I will heal your injuries and teach you the immortal secrets." The old man looked kind and made only one request. "If he is destined to be destined, please remember the cause and effect of today and take care of Spirit Race."
Di Jun was at a loss, not knowing what kind of race Spirit Race was, so he responded sincerely.
On the other side, the middle-aged man simply said, "In that case, I will also tell you Four Absolutes Two Hegemons One Annihilation! If you meet someone like me Asura Race in the future, I hope to take care of you!"
Di Jun was even more puzzled, because he had never heard of the information revealed by the two immortal obsessions.
What Spirit Race, what Four Absolutes Two Hegemons One Annihilation, how come Desolate Ancient Star has never been recorded?
Moreover, these two powerful men must have had the power of Heaven-Reaching to penetrate the earth during their lifetime. How come there are no related legends? This is not in line with common sense!
"Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, the past and future timelines have been overlapped to the present. It's normal that you don't know us. After all, to you, we are existences in the future."
The old man chuckled, stroked his beard and said, "I am silent in your universe Wuming. I died too early."
"But this guy... his reputation will be quite big in the future."
"Known as the master of the Great Rakshasa Sect!"