Di Shitian raised his foot and stepped into the hall. The originally dim hall was surrounded by "sweet" and a ball of flames lit up, illuminating the entire hall as bright as daytime. With a "clang", the door of the hall behind him was automatically closed, and the atmosphere of the hall seemed extremely strange. Di Shitian's nervous sweat beads flowed out of his head, and his palm was soaked with sweat. With a "boom", the stone statue in the center of the hall fell to the ground. The stone statue of firewood fell heavily on the ground and broke into pieces. The broken stones seemed to have been used as a magic method, and pieced together again into a brand new stone statue of firewood. The only difference is that the new stone

On the image, Shibaki's eyes were no longer dull and unconscious. Instead, they were constantly wisps of black air coming out, which seemed extremely terrifying. The black air did not float around, but gradually covered the stone statue from head to toe. With a "bang", the stone statue covered by black air made a huge explosion, and in an instant, the black mist in the center of the hall was shrouded in black. Di Shitian, who had never seen such a scene, was also frightened to the ground by the sudden loud noise. The black mist kept rolling in the center of the hall, becoming thicker and thicker, but it did not spread again. This made Di Shitian's hanging heart slightly lower a little, and he was still nervously watching the movements in the hall.

"Ah..." A sigh came from the black fog, and an ancient aura of vicissitudes instantly spread throughout the hall, as if this sound had always existed.

"My younger brother Di Shitian, I pay homage to senior, disturbing senior's meditation. Please forgive me for your sins." After a sigh, the voice just now seemed to have never been made, and there was no movement. But Di Shitian was full of creepy. He knew that the source of the sound in the center of the hall was quietly looking at him. These ancient beings were not easy to mess with, so he would avoid being unhappy and using himself as a punching bag, so he would have to not try it.

Di Shitian raised his head slightly and glanced at the center of the hall. At some point, the black fog no longer existed. Instead, a living person stood in the center of the hall. This person looked very similar to the firewood and stone statue. If it weren't for careful identification, it would have been carved from the same mold. The only difference is that both of the eyes of this person were white, which looked very cunning. At this moment, the person was looking at him with interest. Di Shitian's heart beat faster and he couldn't stop sweating from his forehead, falling "bangbang" on the hall.

"I haven't seen such a powerful soul in many years, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years?" The man in the center of the hall said to himself. After saying this, the man in the center of the hall was nodding, lowered his head, frowned. Then the man in the center of the hall nodded and shook his head, and cried in a low voice, laughed happily. Di Shitian stood quietly at the door of the hall, not daring to disturb him, and still maintained the posture of saluting just now. If the door of the hall had not been closed, Di Shitian would have escaped long ago.

"There are successors to the corpse-driven pavilion." The man in the center of the hall breathed a sigh of relief. About a stick of incense had passed, but in Di Shitian's heart, it was longer than three or even thirty years. "This is something we need to explain here." Di Shitian couldn't help thinking.

"Boy, I don't want you to be too late, so why would you let me hang up now?" The man in the center of the hall said in a slight tone. Di Shitian heard it as if he was hit by a lightning strike, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Senior, I have no intention of offending you, so please give me some advice." Di Shitian hurriedly put away his little thoughts and did not dare to think about it anymore.

"Are you a disciple of the Corpse Exorcist Pavilion?" The man who was standing in the middle of the hall had floated to Di Shitian when he had been.

"I am not a disciple of the Corpse Exorcist Pavilion, I accidentally broke into this place." Di Shitian answered truthfully, and told the whole story of the cause and effect of coming here.

"It's still honest." At some point, there were two more cushions in the hall, and the man sat upright on one of the cushions. The man waved to Di Shitian and signaled him to sit on the other cushions. Di Shitian repeatedly refused and finally sat down reluctantly.

"Then let me be my teacher now. I'm very much in my appetite. I'll give you the entire secret treasure of the corpse-driven pavilion. In the future, it's enough to ensure that you achieve the god level, take the last step, and ascend to the fairy world." The man was very tempted, which made Di Shitian feel a little moved.

"I am already from Yuanding Sect. If my younger master had not rescued me from the war, I would have probably been wiped out. I would never have done this to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors. Otherwise, even if I worship my seniors as my master, I will eventually have a knot in my mind in the path of cultivation, and the ascension disaster may be difficult to survive." Di Shitian said sincerely.

"The elm head is a rotten wood that cannot be carved. You are not afraid that I will kill you now." The person on the opposite side suddenly changed his face, and his two white and creeping eyes continued to rotate and formed a vortex. Suddenly, a terrible soul majesty scattered from the man's body, and Di Shitian crawled on the ground, with blood on his lips. Di Shitian tried to struggle to get up. After trying several times, the soul majesty was like a tide, one wave was better than another. In the end, Di Shitian was lying on the hall like a big word.

"If I let you die for three minutes, you will live less than four minutes. If I let you die, you will die. If I let you live, it will be hard for you to die." The man said viciously, with a "pah", the man spitted on Di Shitian's face. Di Shitian felt a humiliation that he had never experienced before and wanted to curse loudly, but after opening his mouth, he found that there was no sound at all.

"Please, I will let you go if you beg for mercy. Just beg for a dog. If I ask you to go east, you go east. If I ask you to go west, you have to go west. If I ask you to eat shit, you eat shit." The man stepped on Di Shitian's face, and he didn't forget to rub it hard. Di Shitian was furious, clenched his fists tightly, stared at him, and his teeth in his mouth were bitten "crank", but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move.

"Be my master, otherwise you will die." The man said undeniably.

"One day, one day, one's father. If you want to kill and cut, you will listen to the emperor." Di Shitian shouted loudly, and at some point he returned to his voice.

"Then I will fulfill you." The man made a move out of thin air, and a small tower-like spiritual weapon appeared in his hand. The man was probably annoyed by Di Shitian and injected spiritual energy into the spiritual weapon madly. With a "puff", a blade more than a foot long appeared on the tip of the small tower, and the small tower just turned into a hilt. The man held the spiritual weapon and inserted the tip of the knife into Di Shitian's chest bit by bit. Di Shitian watched the tip of the knife get closer to his heart, and a tingling pain came from the heart. Di Shitian closed his eyes in despair. "My parents, I'm sorry, my child is unfilial, I can't look for you anymore; Master, I'm sorry, my disciple can't respect you anymore; Senior brother and sister, I'm sorry, my junior brother can't save you."

"Since I have so much concern, it's time to beg for mercy. I'll beg for my deity and beg for it. I'll let you go." The man reminded.

"I won't surrender. You'll die. I won't betray the master and the sect, don't cry for rats, just be merciful." Di Shitian had already felt a stinging pain from his heart, and tried hard to get rid of the checks and balances of that person, but the two people's cultivation was very different. After several struggles, the spiritual weapon stabbed Di Shitian to the opposite end. At the last moment, the man showed mercy, and the spiritual weapon barely avoided the vital points of the heart. As soon as possible, Di Shitian was still bleeding and his whole body was exhausted. Although he had no worries about his life, the sword energy that invaded his body continued to rage in his body, shattering his meridians. Di Shitian's face turned pale, beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his whole face was constantly twisting, and the teeth in his mouth had long been bitten to pieces.

"If you say something nice, I will spare you. Why should I suffer from this flesh and blood?" The man helped Di Shitian up and sat on the cushion. A pill of thumb-sized was stuffed into Di Shitian's mouth. In a moment, the pill melted in Di Shitian's mouth, and the medicine power instantly merged into the meridians and everywhere in the body. The wound that was stabbed just now began to scab, and the blood no longer flowed out. The man took out a pile of top-quality spirit stones from somewhere to place them beside Di Shitian. Di Shitian was not polite, and greedily absorbed the spiritual energy in the spirit stone. A stream of pure spiritual energy rushed into his body. Under the influence of spiritual energy and elixirs, the ragged tendons and veins, not only recovered as before, but also became more rough and willful, and the spiritual energy flowed through it more rapidly.

"How are you thinking about it? Be a disciple of the deity." The man still looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal, and his pair of white-bellied eyes stared at Di Shitian.

"Forgive me for not obeying my orders, please take back my orders." Di Shitian's answer was powerful and powerful, and every word was loud and loud.

"If you don't want to eat toast, you'll be punished for wine." The man's face had no expression on his face. He seemed to have known that this would happen. He raised his leg and kicked him far before Di Shitian screamed.

"Why can't you get rid of me?" The man screamed with hissing, without waiting for Di Shitian to answer. The man grabbed Di Shitian's naked feet, raised his hand, and threw Di Shitian into the ground like he was thrown into a sack. Di Shitian's eyes were filled with stars, and his newly recovered body was once again impacted. The man turned over and landed on Di Shitian's body without bias. The spiritual weapon just now inserted into Di Shitian's body from his back again. Di Shitian let out a muffled groan.

The meridians in his body were shattered. This time, except for the meridians, the bones in Di Shitian's body were knocked to pieces. However, Di Shitian's soul was powerful and he couldn't even knock him out, but instead made him more awake. After the man vented, he still helped Di Shitian up and stuffed a different pill into Di Shitian's mouth. Soon, Di Shitian recovered as before, but Di Shitian's recovery was much stronger in both meridians and bones.
Chapter completed!