Chapter 1,225 A Slim Chance

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 underworld, and he immediately knew that he had come to a realm similar to the underworld.

The next moment, Di Jiu's mind scanned 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. He blasted an ancient thunder pattern without hesitation.

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 Knife.

But 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.

At the same time that Di Jiu offered up the Three Machines of Time, the jade plate in Chi Yao'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 it was stuck in the void.

Di Jinxi had already sensed who the falling shadow was. He quickly rolled his mind and the shadow slowed down, then controlled its figure and stopped not far from Di Jinxi.

"Is it you? Junior Sister Huanhuan..." Di Jinxi was shocked. He didn't expect that Bei Huanhuan was here too. 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 he had pressed the stop button.

Bei Huanhuan also woke up. She looked at the handprint, and then used her magic weapon to blast it at 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 Tao Yun, there was no movement in the handprint. But because of this, Bei Huanhuan was swept over by violent force and fell onto Di Jinxi.

Di Jinxi looked at the handprints blankly. He didn't understand why the handprints 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, the violent wave of Dao Yun swept over him. However, Di Jinxi did not have the opportunity to observe where this violent Dao Yun fluctuation came from. He had already seen a vague to clear shadow gradually appearing in front of him and Bei Huanhuan. This was a 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 somewhat similar to her. Not only is he similar to her, but he also looks similar 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 have no intention of offending you 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?"

Bei Xiaocheng? The look in the pale face finally changed, and his brows furrowed even more fiercely, 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 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, and I come from Sheshantian's Hubei family..." Bei Huanhuan answered 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 pale face's eyes became 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 bursts 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. She felt a little trembling in her heart when she saw the wave of swords. This kind of wave of swords had a weak momentum, let alone confrontation. A lot. It was as if the entire universe was tilted and rolled back, terrifying and shocking.

However, this terrifying knife wave was crushed by endless yellow light.

Is the monk who just said two words one of the people in the battle? Just as 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 anxiously and said, "I am Bei Xiaocheng. I was plotted against. That person is now entangled in both his original form and his clone." , this is the only chance. I am going to reincarnate 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.

One after another, the aura rushed out of Bei Xiaocheng's eyebrows and surrounded Bei Xiaocheng's body, but never left. Bei Xiaocheng knew very well that this was his only chance to break free from being controlled. Because of the person who made him into a clone, at this moment, the original person is entangled with others and is fighting madly, and the clone is 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.

Since he was controlled, such an opportunity has been almost impossible, because there is not even a glimmer of chance. Now that he has appeared, how can 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 Chiyao'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 Naihe Bridge blocked the way. In front of Chi Yao.

Under the Naihe Bridge, there are Wangxiang Bridge, Wangchuan Bridge, Huangquan Bridge, Purangsheng Bridge, Bi'an Bridge and Samsara Bridge connecting the city.

Ye Mo's Ziqian rolled up endless samsara charms and directly blasted Chiyao with the top magical power of samsara...

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)