Di Mingjue is strong, but he had already suffered huge losses when he fought with him before and was seriously injured.

Now I have lost the most powerful natal magic weapon [Nine Nether Hongmengyan].

However, the injuries on Di Beixuan's body have been completely healed through special means.

What we really should be afraid of now is Di Mingjue, not his Di Beixuan.

As long as you "kill" Di Mingjue, the entire extreme realm will return to his hands and become his belongings.

What are Yingmei and Xinglang who are just running away?

As for the person who can use the top-level spell [Space Teleportation Spell] and can rebound his own spell.

Di Beixuan laughed softly: "Even if you don't say it, I can guess it. It's the cripple named Chu Moli of Xiaoyao Sect? Don't worry, when I kill you and reorganize the Ji Domain, I will naturally bring the demons and the Netherworld together. At that time, how can a small Xiaoyao Sect escape from my palm?"

Di Mingjue's eyes fell on Di Beixuan, "Kill me? Just you?"

His voice was low and cold, careless.

Looking at Di Beixuan's gaze, he was condescending with condescending contempt.

Di Beixuan's rationality, which had just calmed down, suddenly broke down.

He seemed to see Bai Shengwei's disgusting eyes as if she was looking at him as if she was looking at him.

He seemed to hear the elders of the Jiyu say excitedly to Di Mingjue, who had just grown up as a teenager: "The genius, he is really a genius! If the young master inherits the position of the Jiyu Emperor in the future, my Jiyu will definitely be able to go to the next level."

"I really hope that the day when the young master becomes the emperor will come one day earlier!"

"Yes! God bless my extreme realm and give me such a genius! The day when the young master ascends to the emperor is the time when my extreme realm dominates the continent of cultivation!"

Everyone, everyone has only Di Mingjue in their eyes.

They all hoped that Di Beixuan would abdicate as soon as possible and give the Emperor's throne to Di Mingjue.

The little bit of father-son relationship that Di Beixuan had left for Di Mingjue was also completely wiped out by these jealousy and tortures day after day.

Father and son, father and son, father are in front and son are behind.

The father should always be superior and control his son's life and death, rise and fall, honor and disgrace.

As his son, what qualifications do Di Mingjue have to ride on his head and act wildly?!

A strong murderous intent burst out from Di Beixuan's eyes: "I can't kill you? I'm about to die, and I'm still so arrogant! Today I'm going to break every bone in your body, so that you can kneel in front of me like every time before, surrender to me, beg for mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Beixuan soared into the air, his sword energy roared, and the black mist rolled.

The cave was instantly trapped in a sword and sabre shadow.

...

In the Palace of Medicine King.

Han Ye and Xinglang were paced back and forth, their faces anxiously trying to rush out.

Yingmei held the sword in her hands and leaned down on the stone pillar beside her.

From time to time, I looked up at the outside, and there was an indelible frost between my eyebrows and eyes.

Han Chujiu has been busy working in front of the alchemy furnace.

The flames reflected the red of his tender and green face, and the sweat beads on his forehead dripped down.

But he had no idea, and was just concentrating on throwing various rare medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.

However, it seemed that I didn't pay attention to the rest of the hall.

When Han Ye and the others were trying to rush out, he suddenly said, "Are you rushing out of the Medicine King Palace, are you looking for death?"

Han Ye and the other two stopped.

Xinglang said angrily: "I don't know what happened to you now. Do you want us to continue waiting in the Medicine King Palace? No, I must go to the forbidden area to help you!"
Chapter completed!