Villain: At the beginning of the game, there are two choices for the son of luck

"talk."

Di Juetian suddenly roared.

Looking carefully, there are tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

After seeing the tears in the corners of Di Juetian's eyes.

The hearts of the ancestors trembled.

A few ancestors, you look at me, I look at you.

After falling silent, I didn't know what to say for a while?

"That was what you planned from the beginning, wasn't it?"

"Say, give me an explanation."

"When I calculated that thing back then, you all saw it."

"Why bother?"

"why?"

Di Juetian's voice became a little hoarse.

"Sixteenth Patriarch, tell me, aren't you the best at talking?"

"Eight Patriarch, what do you think?"

"Ten Patriarch, as for you, you have nothing to tell Tian'er."

"Sixth Patriarch, what about you, what do you want to say? In normal times, you are quite capable of talking. Say it."

"Fifth Patriarch, and you, let's talk."

"Why bother?"

Di Juetian directly attacked and destroyed a corner of the nearby hall.

There was a tear of blood in the corner of his eye.

"My dear grandson, we."

Several ancestors opened their mouths, not knowing what to say?

"I'm sorry, Patriarch, I was impulsive."

Di Juetian smiled.

A few old ancestors felt a tug in their hearts.

Then, a figure appeared in the hand.

It was the dead Emperor Wu.

See the former enemy.

Di Juetian knelt down.

"Seventh Patriarch, you have worked hard."

The ancestors turned their heads and did not speak.

But Emperor Wu's eyes were already closed, and when he looked carefully, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved.

"Grandma, come out."

Before that, a woman appeared in the void and came to Di Juetian.

He stroked Di Juetian's head.

"Tian'er, don't blame me and them, we are willing to do this."

"And, if you don't, your path will be more difficult."

Chapter 158 Di Juetian's Madness, The Original Truth

Di Juetian did not speak.

Grandma of the Seventh Patriarch hugs Di Juetian.

"Child, cry."

Di Juetian didn't speak, his body trembled, biting his lower lip.

"Pfft."

Di Juetian spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale, and he passed out.

Looking carefully, the hair on both sides gradually turned white.

"Good grandson, good grandson."

The complexions of the ancestors changed drastically.

He looked at Di Juetian worriedly.

Grandma Qizu felt the strangeness of Emperor Juetian in her arms.

Sighed.

"Son, I know you resent us for taking our own way, go to sleep, maybe just sleep, it will be fine."

The grandma of the Seventh Patriarch just hugged Di Juetian and knelt on the ground.

Gently stroking Di Juetian's white hair, there was distress and worry in his eyes.

"Ugh."

At this moment, a figure appeared again.

He was dressed in white, with an old complexion and a white beard.

Look worried.

After looking at the unconscious Di Juetian.

Sighed.

"Four ancestors."

"I know, Tian'er should hate himself this time, alas."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"We have nothing to do, what I worry about is Tian'er."

Grandma Qizu looked at Emperor Wu's body with distressed eyes, but she didn't shed tears.

Just put your head up.

This kind of picture seems to be frozen.

A month later, seeing that Di Juetian hadn't woken up yet.

The ancestors looked at Di Juetian like sculptures.

Grandma Qizu's body became even thinner.

A few ancestors had a look of unbearable expression on their faces.

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again.

"Fourth Patriarch, Tian'er still doesn't want to wake up."

"He's hating himself and doesn't want to wake up."

The Fourth Patriarch knew Di Juetian's state at a glance.

However, he has no choice.

"Tian'er, wake up, your Seventh Patriarch doesn't want to see you like this."

Grandma Qizu looked at the unconscious Di Juetian.

He said something softly.

When he heard this sentence, Di Juetian's fingers trembled.

Then wake up.

Looking at several ancestors, looking at grandma Qizu.

Di Juetian stood up.

Go to the front of Emperor Wu.

"God, what are you going to do?"

The ancestors were startled when they saw Di Juetian's actions.

"Stop it, do you think your Seventh Patriarch's plan will come to naught?"

Di Juetian turned around suddenly.

A powerful momentum erupted.

He rushed directly at the ancestors.

One punch after another punched the ancestors.

"You old liars, why, why."

"My dear grandson, we."

"Get lost, who is your grandson?"

Seeing Di Juetian hit several people with one punch after another.

The ancestors didn't move, allowing Di Juetian to hit them with his fist.

They found that Di Juetian seemed to be moving vigorously, but in fact he didn't use any strength.

After a while, Di Juetian lowered his head.

"Hahaha."

Di Juetian suddenly raised his head and laughed.

A demonic energy erupted.

"Chaos Demon Physique, Chaos Demon Physique, haha, haha."

"It's ridiculous, this time I really hate you."

"Get me out."

Di Juetian roared angrily.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of chains appeared around him.

Chains of chains seemed to be rooted in chaos.

These chains surrounded Di Juetian.

At this time, Di Juetian's clothes and hair were flying.

A demonic energy entangled in the body.

There was also horror in the eyes of the ancestors.

When he wanted to stop him, a layer of protection appeared around Di Juetian, and the ancestors couldn't get through.

"Just because of these so-called seals, it's ridiculous."

"For the sake of sealing, I don't care about my feelings."

"Haha."

Di Juetian stretched out his two hands.

Holding two chains.

"This is your layout, just for this."