[Thunderbolt] Don't give up treatment

When Lu Zhihuai woke up, he found that he had returned to the Abyss of the Underworld.

With her current strength, she wouldn't experience any hangover and headache, so she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

She has a room of her own in the Abyss of the Underworld. It has to be said that Di Ming is really a caring and terrifying person. As an enemy, he makes people feel frightened, but as a lover, he makes people feel like a spring breeze.

However, when she came to the hall, she didn't see Diming's shadow, only Puppet stood there, holding a skull and studying something.

Lu Zhihuai: "...your toys are getting more and more serious, don't you want your weird ones?"

Biqi is the string puppet puppet that Puppet One has been holding in his hand before.

"This is the doomsday martial art given to me by the god of the underworld, not some toy." Puppet glanced at her.

"Okay, okay, by the way, where did Mingming go?" She was a little puzzled, "Did you go out to make trouble so early in the morning?"

Puppet one said: "The god of the underworld is discussing things with the emperor, and he hasn't come out since last night."

"Emperor?" Lu Zhihuai frowned, "Who is that?"

"I don't know." Puppet shook his head slightly, "The god of the underworld said that I am not qualified to meet the emperor."

Lu Zhihuai gently pinched his fingertips, his voice a little astringent: "Where are they talking?"

"There." Puppet pointed to a dark passage, "The god of the underworld forbids us to enter at will."

She took a deep breath, then walked in with a sullen face.

The title of Emperor Father is really intriguing, and besides Jiutian Xuanzun, she really can't think of another person who is qualified to be called by Di Ming.

So here comes the question, is Xuanzun Jiutian dead or not?If he didn't die, what was the purpose of his fake death?If he died, who is this so-called emperor now?

Lu Zhihuai walked to the end, and faintly heard Di Ming's voice outside a stone gate.

She didn't open the door, and the voice from inside was sometimes majestic and low, and sometimes respectful and eager, as if an elder was reprimanding his junior.

However, no matter how the tone changed, from beginning to end, it was the voice of Di Ming alone.

She closed her eyes hard, and it turned out that this was the answer.

This is another personality of Diming discovered by her after Doomsday Seventeen, Yongye Playwright, Atheism and Ghost Truth, the Nine Heavens Xuanzun personality.

Judging from the tone in it, although she didn't hear Di Ming's self-talk very clearly, she roughly guessed the role of this personality.Presumably this personality mainly plays the role of supervising Di Ming's implementation of the blood-dark plan, and since he reappeared at this time, he must think that her existence has already exerted a certain influence on Di Ming.

Lu Zhihuai stood at the door for a while, and left before Di Ming noticed someone outside.

"Have you seen the emperor?" Seeing her walking out, Puppet raised his head and asked.

"No." Lu Zhihuai shook his head, then turned and went back into the house.

She thought that she might have underestimated the seriousness of Diming's condition.

Lu Zhihuai sat at the table and tapped lightly on the table, vaguely remembering a name that Diming mentioned when explaining the Xiefan twins.

The dark source of blood.

In other words, there are not only four of his personalities discovered by her, but five.

Yongye playwright, atheism, ghost truth, emperor father, source of blood darkness.

Young people live, the essence is a disease, and it cannot be cured.Otherwise, if this continues, Earth Ming will go crazy sooner or later.

She was still having a headache, and Di Ming had already opened the door and walked in.

He was dressed in a black gold robe, and although his facial features were similar to those of heaven, the purple magic lines at the end of his eyes made him very mysterious and enchanting.

"Are you injured?" Lu Zhihuai's expression changed, and she smelled a faint smell of blood from his body.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." At this time, Di Ming's expression was calm, and it was completely impossible to see that his spirit was actually on the verge of splitting and collapsing.

"Show me." She ignored him and directly pulled his wrist forcefully. After a slight sweep of her mental power, she couldn't help but let out a "huh".

In addition to the newly added skin trauma, there is actually a deep hidden wound in his body.This dark wound is not serious, but like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, as long as it finds an opportunity, it will bite hard without hesitation.

"Don't you feel it?" She felt a little unbelievable, what a cautious person Di Ming is, how could he allow such a hidden danger to exist in his body, unless he himself didn't even realize that there was such a hidden wound in his body.

"Huh?" Seeing her serious expression, Di Ming couldn't help but frowned, but after carefully examining his body, he still didn't find any problems.

"Here." Lu Zhihuai reached out and tapped his ribs lightly, and the spiritual power penetrated into his body, slowly wrapping his ribs like a thin film.

Di Ming's complexion also changed, and he clearly felt that after Lu Zhihuai's spiritual power covered his bones, a weak and imperceptible shadow gradually emerged on the surface of his periosteum.

The moment that shadow appeared, the light green spiritual power instantly devoured it like a shark smelling blood.

Diming's eyes flashed a trace of shock and anger, and he could feel that this dark wound must have been left during the first decisive battle between him and Tianji. The power of Tianji was completely different from it, and among the people present at that time, The only ones who have the ability to lay hands on him but make him unaware are...

He spat out a name almost coldly: "Human Jue · Very Jun."

Although the dark wound had been healed, Lu Zhihuai did not stop the movement of his hands, and the gentle power was still continuously poured into Di Ming's body to heal the wound on his back.

Under the scan of her mental power, there was no way to hide the dense whip wounds on Di Ming's back.Such a serious trauma can only be formed if he puts away his body-protecting energy and relies purely on the penis to withstand the whipping.

When he was still in the abyss of ignorance, if Doomsday Seventeen failed to meet the requirements of Jiutian Xuanzun, he would be punished by whipping.

So, in the secret room just now, the emperor's personality used whipping punishment on him?

Lu Zhihuai was silent, since he didn't say anything, then she pretended not to know.In short, she can't stimulate him anymore, otherwise she is really afraid that he will have a tendency to self-destruct after his breakdown.

"Do you think this hidden injury is caused by human consciousness?" Lu Zhihuai took over his topic and asked.

"Except for him, I can't think of anyone else who has this ability." Di Ming said expressionlessly.

"Revelation to the God of the Underworld." Puppet One knocked lightly on the door, and the two people in the room immediately looked up at him, "People from Defeng Gudao have already set off for the Blood Nest Cave, and the Lord Ghost Qi sent a message , I invite you to go with me."

"Oh?" Di Ming stood up, "His news is quite fast."

"Puppet one, you go to notify Master Tianzhi and others, and then bring the puppet soldiers to meet up in the Blood Nest Cave, don't make my 'good friend' wait." Di Ming said, turned around and stretched out his hand to Lu Zhihuai, "together?"

Lu Zhihuai smiled slightly, and put his hand into his palm: "Of course."

……

Outside the Blood Nest Moth Cave, everyone on the Defeng Ancient Road stood outside the cordon with a dignified expression. Whether the disaster of the plague can be lifted depends on whether it can be successful tonight.

However, just as Fengru was about to cast the spell, a burst of murderous aura came in the night wind.

The Confucian sect turned around, and not far away, Tianzhizhu, Shuyu and the clown puppet were leading many puppet soldiers to block their retreat.

Under Jun Fengtian's cold eyes, two dark and evil shadows also descended from the sky and stood in front of Puppet and the others.

One person has a white mask, holding a white bone fan;

It was Yue Jiaozi and Di Ming.

"We meet again, Master Faru." Di Ming said excitedly, with undisguised fighting intent in his eyes.

"Tonight, you are destined to come and go." Yue Jiaozi also smiled lowly, showing his killing intent.

Jun Fengtian snorted coldly, took a step forward holding the Zhiheng Law Code, and suppressed the huge momentum opposite with his own strength.

"I am the only one in the world, and the law and Confucianism are selfless."

Di Ming sneered, raised his right hand lightly, and waved towards the Blood Nest Cavern: "Kids, come out yet?"

Inspired by him, the skeleton blood moths in the blood nest moth cave rushed out like a tidal wave, flapping their wings and pounced on the Confucian people.

"Sacred seal of heaven." Jun Feng slapped the insect tide with his palm, and Haoran's energy turned into a huge barrier to block the footsteps of the blood moth.

"Zong Zu will be handed over to you." Jun Fengtian handed the serum antidote to Yu Lijing, "We will stop them, you and Feng Ru go in to find Zong Zu, and then kill it."

Yu Lijing took the celadon vial with a solemn expression: "Yes."

"Oh, Mr. Faru, you are so courageous." Di Ming said mockingly.

"Facing the two of us at the same time, Jun Fengtian, what are your chances of winning?" Yue Jiaozi also sneered.

"Try it and you will know." Jun Fengtian took a step forward, and with the huge seal emerging from under his feet, it was the difference between life and death in an instant!

The huge dharma seal slowly lifted into the air from under his feet, which is one of the three forbidden moves of Xianmen.

Di Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Using this trick, are you planning to die together?"

Yuejiaozi's feather fan moved slightly: "The true fate of a hero is only sad."

"I'm not a hero." Jun Fengtian pointed at his condensate, and said calmly with a flick of his long sleeves, "It just depends on who has the courage to fight with me."

"Very good." Di Ming and Yue Jiaozi looked at each other, but neither of them made a move, and they were in a stalemate with Jun Fengtian for a moment.

On the other side, the Confucian sect has also fought against Tianzhizhu and others.

Sui Wudu and Dongmen Xuande fought against Tianzhizhu and Leng Piaomiao, while Shen Hengzhi and the others met the elves headed by Huangyang Ziwei and others, and Puppet watched coldly not far away, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Xi Wudu held the long sword donated to him by Mo Qingchi, Mingyi Zhengsheng, and it was the Heavenly Weaver Lord who was holding the Blazing Thunder Saber. Lan's slender blade picked apart the sword's edge.

"It's you?" Su Wudu had surprise in his eyes, seeing the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but stop his attack.

"You can't be in a daze when facing the enemy." Li Xiaoye had a half-smile, but retreated and disappeared in an instant. The Master of Weaving Heaven gave a cold snort, and continued to attack Sui Wuyuan.

"Heh, it's time for us to do it." Di Ming looked at Yue Jiaozi and smiled, "Good friend, let's cross the line at the same time, how about spreading his internal strength?"

Yue Jiaozi nodded and said, "It's exactly what I want."

Jun Fengtian's expression remained unchanged, he waved at the two of them, and said calmly, "Come on."

Diming and Yuejiaozi moved forward at the same time, exerting their strength halfway, and suddenly attacked Jun Fengtian, but the moment they struck Jun Fengtian with their palms, they saw a red line forming a circle under their feet, killing all three of them Covered in the red air circle.

Yuejiaozi exclaimed angrily, "You!"

Di Ming said in a deep voice: "You calculated from the beginning that we would step in at the same time?"

Jun Fengtian replied calmly: "One for two, no loss."

Yuejiaozi said coldly: "Let's try the magic knife." He raised his left hand, and the Taoli Prison Dragon Slash appeared, but the power of the Taoli Prison Dragon was inexplicably sealed, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Li Xiaoye appeared on their side, only felt that the gas mask contained extremely terrifying power, once it exploded, the three of them would surely perish together.

A trace of blood appeared in his dark pupils, and he said anxiously: "Di Ming!"

"Don't come here." Seeing him, Di Ming's pupils couldn't help shrinking, "Stay back, don't come close to us, I'll be fine."

Li Xiaoye gritted his teeth, but still obeyed his words and backed away slowly, but his eyes were still fixed on him.

Yue Jiaozi was thoughtful: "Di Ming, it seems that you really care about your subordinate."

Di Ming said lightly: "Ghost Qi Lord, I advise you not to think about him, the 'friendship' between us cannot withstand your jokes."

Yuejiaozi let out a low laugh, noncommittal.

Jun Fengtian didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. He really planned to drag the two of them to die together. However, thousands of sword shadows suddenly appeared in the sky, smashing the deadly scarlet gas shield with boundless power, killing the three of them. People are forcibly separated.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yuejiaozi retreated and snorted coldly: "Leave."

Di Ming also flashed to Li Xiaoye's side, leading him away.

Tianzhizhu and others were also impacted by the sword shadow, and retreated steadily under the sharp sword energy, so they had to retreat.

Jun Fengtian recovered his breath slowly, and looked up at an old figure above the peak.

"Shi Jiu Jiangnan sword body, eyes frightened and innocent. Who is not right? There are more people in the world." The white-haired old man with a cane laughed, "I recall the feeling of holding a sword again !"

"He is..." The eyes of the Confucianists below were surprised.

Jun Fengtian said slowly: "Sword Confucianism has no boundaries, Jiandian is life master."

The author has something to say: Yuejiaozi: I have a bold idea.

Diming: Please put away your bold ideas.