That voice, as if it came from Jiuyou, desperately urges the soul, adding a bit of coldness to the originally weird fate of wasteland.
Everyone was shocked, showing incredible expressions, especially those of Lieyang Dongtian, who showed awe. They knew the power of the Thunderbolt Talisman deeply. Not to mention the four thunder talisman, just one, it was enough to cause the Great Perfection monk of the Huamai realm to be seriously injured and dying.
The four thunderbolt talismans come out, and they can definitely blast the cultivators of the Huamai realm into flesh and blood!
But now, Di Jing not only died without serious injuries, but also stood up! The horror on his body caused a cyclone to sweep in the flat ground around him, the wind blade blew out, and the fallen leaves on the ground swept up.
Gu Langtian seemed to have guessed what had happened, and suddenly turned around, only to see Di Jing's clothes broken, white smoke was still coming from his body, and his skin was scorched black by the lightning strike just now. It's just such a person, the aura radiating from his body at this moment makes people feel extremely horrified, just like facing an angry real-blood monk.
"How is this possible?" Gu Langtian couldn't accept it, staggering back, which was completely different from what he had imagined.
Although Di Jing's body was broken at this time, and there was a lot of injury in his body, the power of thunder was dissolved and swallowed, making his whole body like the thunder of nine days, capable of killing everything.
"It's amazing, I didn't die! How many years hasn't such a character appeared!" A monk exclaimed. Before the thunder and thunder, the world was shaken. Any pulse-changing monk who goes up will definitely be blasted to pieces, but Di Jing Actually carried it down.
"This kind of flesh is already comparable to the ancient races, invulnerable to swords, guns, and thunder and fire! Is he going to take the road to the path of flesh?"
"It's too difficult to be enlightened in the flesh, because the human race's innate blood is worse than other races. If you want to cultivate to the realm of Dacheng, you have to go too far! Looking at the ancient power, how many people can go to the extreme on this road? Piece?"
The road to cultivating the physical body is very hard. It takes years and months to continuously explore the limits of the physical body and strengthen the power of the physical body in order to reach the point of breaking ten thousand laws with one force. Compared with the perception of magic techniques, physical cultivation pays more attention to diligence.
"It is rumored that in a very long time, it seems that it is farther away than the ancient times. There is a powerful race that is enlightened in the flesh. In their clan, everyone has terrifying physical power, even a newborn baby, physical strength can also be Comparable to the current ancient race!"
"There is indeed such a rumor, that clan still seems to belong to the human clan!"
Seeing Di Jing's current situation, many monks talked a lot, and they couldn't help but think of that long-standing rumor.
"But the authenticity of that rumor is untestable. Humans were too weak in the ancient times and could only survive in the cracks between the major races. There was such a tyrannical human race at that time, it doesn't make sense."
Throughout the Divine Desolate Continent, Di Jing's current physical body is not very strong, perhaps compared with the true blood realm monk, it is still a little bit worse. But in the Huamai realm, it is extremely rare, and few human monks can compare it!
"Your life was already mailed to your neck by me when I was in the Kunxu Shenshan. Now, it's time to take it away!" Di Jing's eyes were full of murderous aura, like a blade of cold light, which made people heart. trembling.
"Di Jing, if you dare to kill me, Chenzhou will never have a place for you!" Gu Langtian was frightened, even if his cultivation base was deeper than Di Jing, but the difference in strength was too far, even the seven transforming veins were larger. Consummated brothers can't kill each other, and he doesn't have the ability, "Don't think that if you have Zongling Dongtian to support you, you can run wild. If something happens to me, Zongling Dongtian will definitely not be able to withstand the anger of Lieyang Dongtian! "
In Lieyang Cave, Gu Langtian has a grandfather who holds the position of deacon elder. Moreover, he was still a disciple under the seat of the head Mu Lingxiao, if he died in the hands of Di Jing, with Mu Lingxiao's temperament, he would definitely not ignore it.
Several people from Zhou Feng stepped forward and held the magic weapon in front of them. But even so, they couldn't have the least resistance in their hearts, and the other party was too strong and unacceptable.
"Di Jing, do you want to cause a war between the two factions?" The voice of a person next to Zhou Feng trembled, trying to shock Di Jing, but when he spoke, it didn't seem to be a threatening tone, but an imploring tone.
Di Jing smiled coldly and said gloomily: "When you used Thunderbolt Talisman on me, did you ever think about the two factions of war?"
The other cultivators around were stunned, this actually involved the level of the two factions fighting, and it was too scary! We must know that in the six major caves in Chenzhou, each faction is unimaginably powerful, and no matter which faction starts a war, it will inevitably spread to many places in Chenzhou. At that time, there will be raging wars, and the lives will be burnt.
Even Zi Gong Tsing Yi wondered if the matter was going too far. Once a war started, other big and small sects could never stay out of the matter. Even if they wanted to escape from the war, it was impossible.
"Di Jing, everything is a misunderstanding. We...we are here to make amends for you, so you stop here!" Zhou Feng felt very helpless. The six caves won’t go to war easily for their respective positions. During the war, The variable is unknown. After a battle, it is very likely to lose the status of the overlord of the dust state, and let some other forces take advantage.
Zhou Feng was not like Gu Langtian. He had been scared and lost his mind. He had a clearer understanding of the whole situation.
"It's okay to stop, send the head of Gu Langtian, you wait for self-defeating cultivation base!" Di Jing will not be afraid of these, Qi Wuji has been maimed by him, how can he care about a Gu Langtian? What's more, the other party was about to put him to death. Is there any reason not to resist
"Friend Di Daoist, it's enough, it's too much trouble, the consequences are very serious!" Zi Gong Qingyi's heart suddenly jumped, Di Jingruo really hit the killer repeatedly, destroying all the elite disciples of the new generation of Lieyang Dongtian. Here, after going out, a storm will inevitably be set off.
"Yes, Fellow Di Daoist, small punishments and great admonitions, the lesson is over. This time Fellow Di Daoist used one person to frighten so many masters in Lieyang Dongtian. In the future, Zongling Dongtian's reputation will surely rise and overshadow Lieyang Dongtian. It’s not a problem either."
"Yeah, yes, that's all for Fellow Di Daoist!"
Many monks opened their mouths and pleaded for the Gu Langtian people, they were all disciples of some small schools. If the two really went to war, the flames of war would burn their influential sects clean in the first place.
Seeing many monks talking, Gu Langtian thought that these people were on his side. His mind was a little confused in the horror, and he couldn't distinguish the current situation. He sneered sneerly and said: "The war is ruthless, Di Jing, you Can’t bear it..."
"boom!"
However, before he finished speaking, a white light flashed in front of him, and Di Jing waved the white bone stick in his hand, and rushed over in an instant, hitting his head hard.
This big stick contains the power of the mountain dragon in Di Jing's body, knocked out with anger, plus the power of the physical body, no less than four to five thousand catties, which is stronger than the one that knocked Qi Wushao at the beginning. How many times. When a stick fell, Gu Langtian's entire head exploded, and his white brain was mixed with blood stains, making people feel chills.
"The Lieyang Cave Sky is rampant and domineering. It is precisely because the people of the world dare not resist, so they are more arrogant! Shrinking, cowardly and boneless, they can only be bullied by them! Today, I, Di Jing, used a big bone stick in my hand to disperse them. arrogance!"
Di Jing held his head high, full of vigor, and his body was like a rainbow, and the white bone stick kept falling towards Lieyang Dongtian's disciple. The four Dzogchen disciples injured two more in an instant, their muscles and bones were interrupted, and the injuries were severe.
There were more than twenty Lieyang Dongtian disciples, all of whom were his targets, holding the bone sticks and beating them one by one. The crowd scurried around with their heads in their arms, crying for their fathers and their mothers, running away like a bereaved dog.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Feng fled outside taking advantage of the chaos, even the precious treasure that was about to be born in the Mandala Wasteland was rarely taken care of. Now life is the most important thing, everything else is a cloud.
Di Jing didn't want to kill them all. The few Dzogchen cultivators who led him were almost all taught a lesson. They were seriously injured, and even if they could recover, they would still have hidden injuries, which would be greatly detrimental to future practice. As for the other disciples, their arrogance was completely suppressed, and they would not dare to speak loudly anymore when they walked in Chenzhou in the future, carrying such shame on their backs.
Di Jing's clothes were torn and he was scorched, but he was quite fierce. He was chasing the Lieyang Cavemen by himself like a cat and mouse. This scene is very strange. The other monks were dumbfounded and speechless. If this matter is spread out, it will definitely become a joke for everyone after dinner.
Soon, those Lieyang Dongtian disciples who could escape all escaped, and the only ones left were a few Dzogchen figures lying on the ground with severe injuries. They were the worst, they were targeted by Di Jing, and there was no mercy at all.
"It's always bad to kill too much. This time I will kill the chicken and the monkey. Your lives are temporarily saved!" Di Jing's breath dissipated, his exploding hair and scorched face made him look funny.
He walked up to a few people and took off the magic bag from their waists one by one. How dare they resist and let Di Jing reap it. One of them took down the magic bag by himself and handed it out respectfully with both hands. He smiled and exaggerated: "It's really interesting!"
However, although their lives were saved, they were seriously injured and it was quite troublesome to leave here. Because there are fierce creatures in and out of the periphery, they hunt and kill the outside creatures who enter the Mandala Wasteland.
These are no longer what Di Jing is considering. Whether they can survive or not depends entirely on their own destiny.
Sure enough, there are five thunderbolt talisman in a few magic treasure bags. Whether it is the paper used to make the talisman or the runes on it, it has the breath of the times. Obviously, it is not portrayed in the world, but is a talisman left over from a long time ago. This kind of talisman that seals a certain power between heaven and earth is very precious, one is less than one, because there are too few people who master this kind of talisman, it is difficult to find one.
"Ha, there are so many good things on Gu Langtian!" Di Jing looked into Gu Langtian's magic bag with a smile on his face, "Hey, this thing..."
Inside the magic treasure bag, there is a transparent jade box with a red head and black ant inside. This ant is a bit big, about the size of a thumb, and is extremely rare.