Like a mother's lullaby, like a tireless teacher, something is constantly merging in Dixin's mind.
Little Wuya and Situ Qingsong who were in their sleeves didn't notice this fusion process.
Di Xin closed his eyes, his long black eyelashes trembling slightly.
The voice in my head is getting louder and louder.
"Nine lives burn the sky, and the emperor and the devil have nine lives. The so-called strongest emperor needs nine lives and burns the sky. Only by breaking up feelings and righteousness can he become the strongest emperor and devil. You are my son, and you must be the strongest."
It was a low-pitched man's voice, like a branding iron, deeply burned into Emperor Xin's mind.
Although he could hear the voice, he couldn't remember the appearance of the man.
Emperor Zhou
It's you
Dixin wanted to see clearly whether the man was Emperor Zhou or not.
Or in other words, he is his... biological father, Emperor Xin wanted to ask, but there was nothing he could do.
His consciousness seemed to have been separated from his body, and he was completely unable to control his words and deeds.
Then, the man began to explain the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art.
From the mind method to the exercise method, although it is only a few words, it hits the nail on the head.
The entire chapter of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Jue was completely fused together.
This is the real Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art!
Inside the body, the heart of the strange demon was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of the emperor's chest.
The blood in his whole body was like boiling water, pulsating in his veins, and his skin also became hot.
"Amu, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, Situ Qingsong put his palms flat on the back of the emperor, sending all his skills into the body of the emperor continuously.
As soon as the palm touched Di Xin's body, he felt hot for a while.
Situ Qingsong was startled, asked hurriedly, and subconsciously looked at Emperor Xin's face.
Seeing this, Xiao Wuya was startled.
Oops!
Situ Qingsong took a closer look. The man in front of him, with phoenix eyes and sword eyebrows, and his facial features were all handsome and extraordinary. Where was Situ Mu
"It's you! Where did Ah Mu go?"
Only then did Situ Qingsong realize that he had been fooled.
The emperor suddenly appeared here, so could it be that Situ Mu is...
Situ Qingsong came back to his senses, screaming in grief, Ah Mu must have been killed by this kid.
Situ Qingsong was sad and angry when his only beloved son was murdered.
He raised his palm and slashed towards Emperor Xin's Tianling Gai, he was extremely annoyed, this palm seemed to condense his lifetime of skill.
Whether it is a god race or a strange demon, no matter how tyrannical the body is, the Tianling Gai is the fatal spot of the gate of life, and the emperor is no exception.
Situ Qingsong's eyes were red with anger, like a beast that lost its son, it wanted to fight the emperor desperately.
"Emperor! Dangerous!"
The little Wuya came out with fluttering wings, seeing this scene, she was frightened out of her wits.
It sounded a warning, but looking at Di Xin again, Di Xin was motionless, like a clay sculpture, completely unaware that he was in danger.
"We must never let something happen to Emperor Xin!"
A thought crossed Xiao Wuya's mind.
Dixin is the boss' partner, if something happens to him, the boss will definitely feel very sad.
The boss has no family members, she only has Dixin, and she must not let Dixin have any more accidents.
But now it has no other ability except the ability of phantom.
Little Wuya flapped her wings violently, without caring about anything else, she bumped headfirst into it.
In the darkness, Situ Qingsong also noticed that there was a foreign object rushing towards him.
He smiled coldly.
"act recklessly."
But he turned his palm into a claw, raised his hand, and there was a dust whisk in his hand.
The whisk was the witch weapon given to them by the Holy King of Shanyin earlier, and it contained the power of the witch king.
The dust whisk flew out of the sky, and the originally slender tail of the dust straightened immediately, turning into hundreds of steel wires, coming like a gust of wind and rain, sweeping towards Xiaowuya.
The poor little Wuya was not even swept by Chen Wei's divine power, her skin was torn apart, her feathers fell to the ground, and fell to the ground with a bang.
That muffled sound shocked the emperor who was originally like a clay sculpture.
He opened his eyes and saw that little Wuya was covered in blood, and when she rolled to the ground, there was a violent wind and furious waves in his phoenix eyes.
Little Wuya is Ye Lingyue's beast pet, it has been very well-behaved since childhood, whether it is Feng Xinshi, Wu Zhong, or even later Emperor Xin, they all love little Wuya from the bottom of their hearts.
"You, damn it."
Between Di Xin's teeth, squeezed out three words.
"It's you, boy, who pays back my son's life."
Situ Qingsong is already red-eyed. Today, he will definitely take the emperor's life.
Situ Qingsong also knew that the other party was the God Emperor of the God Realm, and also the Demon Emperor of Nine Lives. Since he could enter Wangwu Mountain, his strength must be extraordinary.
He roared angrily, and the fly whisk in his hand attacked the emperor's face, and the power of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art in his body was frantically mobilized.
The Buddha dust was in the darkness, faintly oozing with blood, and the emperor seemed to be able to see that it was stained red by the blood of the little crow.
The mysterious man's voice was still echoing in his mind.
"Situ Qingsong, die."
Di Xin caught the whisk with his bare hands, and the wire-like Buddha dust was shattered in his hands, and clusters of flames like the scorching sun ignited around Di Xin.
The narrow tree hole immediately turned into a sea of flames.
When Situ Qingsong realized it, there was no way out.
"Boy, what is your fire?"
The surrounding flames were raging, and Situ Qingsong's old face was already covered with sweat.
What is Situ Qingsong's skill, ordinary flames have no effect on him at all.
But the fire in front of him was extremely hot, as if it could burn his soul to death.
Looking at Emperor Xin in the fireworks, he was expressionless and did not feel the temperature of the flames at all.
"Didn't you always want to learn the Nine Fate Burning Heaven Art, this fire is called Burning Heaven Fire."
Emperor Xin's words were cold.
Situ Qingsong's eyes changed.
"Fen Tianhuo, you... How could you... What are you?"
Situ Qingsong screamed, Fen Tianhuo had already attacked him, when the flame touched him, he felt the power of the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art in his body disappearing little by little.
"Depending on you, you are not worthy of practicing the Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art."
Situ Qingsong's face was filled with panic.
Why, he has practiced Nine Lives Burning Heaven Art for so long, and he didn't even master the basic method, but the emperor in front of him...
Unfortunately, it is impossible for Situ Qingsong to know the answer.
His body and soul were not even left behind in the burning fire.
When Situ Qingsong's body and soul disappeared, the Burning Sky Fire swooshed into Emperor Xin's body.
"Tsk tsk, kid, you've finally awakened."
In the heart of the strange demon, Yaoyang Xiejun laughed loudly.
"I... awakened?"
When Emperor Xin came back to his senses, the tree hole was already scorched black.
The scene that happened just now appeared in Emperor Xin's mind like a reflection.
He actually practiced Nine Fate Burning Heaven Art, what is going on