"call out……"

Along with the ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air, an arrow flew through the void like lightning, and the fierce friction with the air caused the entire arrow to exude a burning breath.

The arrow whizzed past Di Yun's face and hit a big tree behind him. The tree, which required several people to hug, was instantly blown into pieces.

"Damn it, this is the sixth time." Di Yun turned his head to look at the terrifying lethality of the arrows, rubbed his cheeks burned by the heat wave vigorously, and cursed in a low voice.

He pulled out the long sword from behind with his backhand, jumped up and threw himself into the bushes nearby.

The moment Di Yun's figure disappeared into the bushes, killers like water had already poured into the place where he was resting just now.

The man in white who took the lead squatted down and looked carefully, then turned around and said: "You haven't gone far, let me search."

A figure in the night behind him whispered, and the killers behind the man in white scattered in all directions.

The man in white stood there and said loudly: "Di Yun, your mother is in my hands. As long as you come out and hand over the "God Emperor's Secret", I, Wu Zhen, as the commander of Mingshan, will guarantee that your mother and son will leave safely.

"

After half a day, there was no sound.

In the past month, although Wu Zhen, the Commander-in-Chief of Ming Mountain and one of the top ten wizards under Emperor Ming's throne, had all kinds of good things to say, Di Yun had a heart of stone and was not moved at all.

Whenever Wu Zhen talks about "The Art of the Divine Emperor", Di Yun always thinks of the scene when Wu Zhen intercepted him and his mother and his group at Mingshan Mountain more than a month ago. The elder Di Jian and many of his subordinates were separated, and his mother and son were separated.

The two were surrounded, and their mother, Lin Lan, did not hesitate to blow up the sea of ​​energy and send herself out.

"Yun'er, please leave quickly. As long as you are still alive and as long as you don't fall into their hands, they will not kill you."

His mother's heartbreaking words were still echoing in his ears, so Di Yun naturally would not be confused by these Wu Zhen's words.

Wu Zhen recalled that over the past month, his plans to capture Di Yun had failed repeatedly because he was not familiar with the terrain. He had chased him from the foot of Ming Mountain to the 100,000-meter mountain, and the patience in his heart had now been completely wiped out.

His cheeks twitched unconsciously a few times, he crossed his legs and clasped his hands together. A snow-white brilliance gradually appeared in his hands, the same color as his white robe. As the white color in his hands became more intense, his face also became snow-white.

He stood up, and blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously running a method that consumed a lot of real energy.

"Boom..." The white light exploded instantly, spreading to all directions with Wu Zhen as the center.

Di Yun, who was more than ten feet away from Wu Zhen, was startled and wanted to step back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he spread out his figure, the white snow behind him climbed onto his clothes.

"Haha, Di Yun, under the light of my Mingshan Purification Spell, do you still want to run?" Wu Zhen stood up suddenly, not caring to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and opened his eyes to look in the direction of Di Yun's escape.

Wu Zhen shouted sharply: "Di Yun, don't be stubborn. I only want the skills, not the lives of your mother and son!"

Di Yun turned around and spat forcefully: "Stop your nonsense and go tell Emperor Ming."

Then he bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood oozed from his mouth. He silently recited the "Qing Xuan Jue" technique in his heart. The shadows of four beasts, tiger, leopard, bear, and leopard, appeared around him. Then the shadow of the leopard suddenly increased in size, and his figure

Speed ​​up suddenly.

Wu Zhen saw that Di Yun not only did not surrender, but instead sped up and ran away, he couldn't help but became furious: "Boy, if I don't cut you into pieces today, I will be considered one of the top ten wizards in Mingshan in vain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhen clasped his hands together, and the white light behind Di Yun boomed, hitting him hard on the back.

Di Yun spat out a mouthful of blood. He ignored the pain in his back and used Wuzhen's strength to rush forward.

"Run" was the only thought in his mind.

Wu Zhen said angrily: "Release all the Gu carvings and watch them from the sky."

Just as Di Yun's figure was about to disappear from the edge of the woods, a row of Mingshan killers dressed in yellow appeared in front of Di Yun.

With red eyes, Di Yun tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes and tied the long sword to his hand with his left hand and mouth.

The shadows of the tiger and the bear behind them suddenly grew in size, and flew towards the killer on the opposite side.

Suddenly the shouts of killing and the clashing of gold and iron weapons were heard together. The clothes on his body were once again dyed red with blood, and the shadows of the tiger and the bear beside Di Yun gradually faded away. But this "Qingxuan Jue" is a masterpiece after all.

The You Di family's advanced earth-level skills, just when Di Yun was about to lose his strength, finally inserted the long sword into the throat of the last killer.

Di Yun, who had no strength left in his body, sat on the ground and panted heavily, but was surrounded by Wu Zhen and his people who came later.

"Di Yun, hand over the "God-Emperor's Art". I will make your death more pleasant." Wu Zhen looked at the blood-stained Di Yun and said with a ferocious smile.

The messy long hair covered Di Yun's face, and what came to his mind at this time was the scene when his mother handed him the "Secret of the Divine Emperor".

"Yun'er, in this vast wilderness, there are countless techniques and techniques. But no matter how many these techniques are, they can't escape the four levels. They are the human level, the earth level, the heaven level, and the ghost level. These four levels

There are three kinds of exercises, each of which is divided into three levels: low, medium and high. Among the four kinds of exercises, the human level is the lowest, the heaven level is the highest, and the ghost level is the most mysterious.

Your father and I got this "Shenhuang Jue" by chance, but we didn't expect that it turned out to be an ancestral skill handed down from the heaven. However, it also aroused the covetousness of Mingshan. Your father also died tragically because of this.

Yun'er, from today on, this "God Emperor's Art" will be kept by you. You must keep it well. If you are destined in the future, you will naturally be able to obtain the method of practice, and then you will have hope for revenge..."

Di Yun looked at more and more people around him and murmured: "Mother, mother, Yun'er is going to live up to your expectations. But don't worry, even if Yun'er dies, he won't let his father use it."

The things I exchanged for my life fell into the hands of these beasts."

Di Yun slowly reached into his arms, grabbed the pages in his arms, and prepared to destroy them.

Wu Zhen saw Di Yun's movements and vaguely guessed Di Yun's intention. He was shocked and raised his hand to quickly grab Di Yun's chest.

As a last resort, Di Yun gathered the remaining vitality in his chest and barely blocked Wuzhen's arm.

But he also flew back several feet and fell heavily to the ground. The soil on the ground instantly turned red.

Seeing that Di Yun was injured like this and still refused to give in, even Wu Zhen couldn't help but feel admiration: "Di Yun, although I respect you as a man, but you are just a martial artist, you are like an ant in my hands. If not.

I would have killed you long ago for what you have on you."

Di Yun lay on the ground, raised his head suddenly, and spat out the blood from his mouth and nose on the ground: "Wuzhen, as a master of the Martial Emperor level, you are so shameless. If you want to kill, kill me. When have I ever been afraid?

.”

When Wu Zhen heard this, he became furious, silently reciting his thoughts, and with a wave of his right hand, a ball of white light fell from the sky, mixed with some traces of thunder and lightning, and quickly hit Di Yun's position.

Di Yun closed his eyes and grasped the soil on the ground tightly with his palms: "Dad, Yun'er is about to be reunited with you..."

Di Yun was about to be swallowed up by this ball of light...

"Hey, what a sin!" I heard a sigh coming from beside Di Yun, and a shadow appeared.

"Great Commander Wu Zhen. Let's stop here!".

I saw this phantom with its hair scattered in all directions, its body wrapped with various tree vines, and a mahogany staff in its hand. It looked old and had a hunched back.

Wu Zhen was surprised, narrowed his eyes slightly to see the person clearly, clasped his hands and said: "It turns out that the high priest of Miaojiang is here, so Wu is polite. It's just the high priest, what about our Mingshan matter, the high priest also has to reach out?

Besides, if the high priest wants to keep us here just because of this clone, he is looking down on Mo."

"Commander Wu Zhen, I was entrusted by an old friend and promised to help save his life. Just let him go. With just one clone, of course I can't keep you, Commander-in-Chief. But if you are taking action, what you brought

I’m afraid these people will never be able to return to Mingshan again.”

"You..." Wu Zhen was about to have a fit when he heard the high priest's naked threat.

At this moment, countless monsters appeared behind the high priest. When they came to the field, they all roared.

Wu Zhen looked at the tens of thousands of southern Xinjiang monsters in front of him, took a few steps back, and said to Di Yun: "Boy, if you want to save your mother, you'd better come to Mingshan and hand over what we want. I will save your mother."

Throw her into the Immortal Devouring Pond and her soul will be gone within twenty years at most. Just take care of yourself."

After saying that, he led his men to leave.

Di Yun was able to escape the catastrophe, and when he heard that Wu Zhen was extremely wary of this person, he quickly turned around and said, "High Priest, my mother is still in his hands. Can you..."

The high priest looked at Wu Zhen opposite him expressionlessly.

Wu Zhen sneered and said: "Lin Lan has been sent back to Mingshan Temple by me a long time ago. If the high priest wants, he might as well go to Emperor Ming himself. If you insist on leaving us here, Wu Zhen can only defend the majesty of Emperor Ming with his own life."

"

After saying that, he turned around and left through the air with his men.

The high priest watched them leave and did not stop them. After being stunned for a moment, he turned to a figure behind him and said, "Di Jian, I have fulfilled your request. Don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, high priest. In three days, I will naturally go to the sacred mountain to find you." A figure behind the high priest bowed and said.

"That's good, that's good..." The figure of the high priest gradually faded away.

Di Yun looked up hard at the person who appeared from the shadows, and shouted hoarsely: "Grandpa Di..." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt relieved and fainted.
Chapter completed!