Tianzang's breath surged.

Boom boom boom boom!!

Suddenly, the fragments of the shattered Pluto halberds that fell to the ground suddenly soared into the sky.

Accompanied by howling.

A clanging sound resounded, and a brand new Pluto halberd gathered in the void.

Kakka...

There was a crackling sound.

A sword light roared into the sky.

The body of the Sword Demon Ancestor, which turned into a puppet, suddenly appeared.

He resisted Tianzang's halberd for the ancestor of the Underworld, and his body was instantly bombarded!

The Fire Demon Ancestor and others recognized the identity of the Sword Demon Ancestor. They were slightly frightened when they saw that the Sword Demon Ancestor was actually refined into a puppet, and their faces were quite ugly.

Afterwards, their eyes were less kind toward the ancestor of the Nether Puppet.

Buzz...

Invisible power permeates.

Suddenly, the body of the old ancestor of the Ming Puppet was bound by a force. Di Ting didn't even take action, but stopped the old ancestor of the Ming Puppet and dissolved the energy left by Tianzang in it.

It slowly fell down.

It floated before the black gas.

The ancestor of the Nether Puppet is extremely weak.

Her head was almost crushed and covered with cracks.

The long eyelashes trembled, and the ancestor of the Ming Puppet opened his eyes and saw the black gas in front of him...

"Ting Di...you... finally came..."

A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the old ancestor of the Nether Puppet, and there seemed to be nostalgia in his eyes.

The black air lingers, covering Di Ting's body.

It makes him full of mystery.

It is this mystery that makes people feel even more awe-inspiring.

Of course, no one noticed that the expression of the great saint of Diting who had his head lowered down... was a little strange.

Hissing...

The silk threads floating on the body of the old ancestor of the Ming Puppet floating in front of Di Ting seemed to have dried up.

The black energy turned into tentacles and floated out from it, touching the old ancestor of the Nether Puppet.

It seems to be caressing.

“Where is your God’s Heart?”

A warm voice echoed in the ears of the ancestor of the Ming Puppet.

The eyelashes of the ancestor of the Ming Puppet suddenly trembled.

Then his eyes widened, as if he looked incredible...

"Aren't you here to save me?"

The expression on the face of the old ancestor of the Nether Puppet was a little ugly.

"Of course I came here to save you...but, God's heart cannot be lost."

The voice of Diting was as gentle as ever.

Everyone around him looked confused.

They found that the plot seemed a little beyond their expectations.

"No!! You came for the heart of God! You were not trying to save me at all!"

The old ancestor of the Nether Puppet suddenly became excited, and he was roaring there as if he had exerted all his strength.

The moves that Pluto Tianzang originally wanted to attack were all stopped.

The Fire Demon Ancestor and others also took a breath.

Bu Fang's face was slightly strange.

The Great Sage of Huangquan fell and fell beside Bu Fang and others.

In his hand, he grabbed a jade jar and took a sip of the wine.

"Since ancient times, there are many emotions and no hatred, and this hatred will last forever... Good poems and good poems, this love and this scene are really perfect."

The Great Sage of Huangquan grinned and looked confused, and was deeply moved.

This line of poetry came unexpectedly, and Bu Fang never expected that the vulgar guy who only knew how to hold grass could recite poems?

This round pussy made him pretend to be so pure.

Pluto Erha is obviously also interested in the love, hatred and affection between Di Ting and the ancestor of Ming Puppet.

He looked at it with great interest.

"Bu Fang Xiaoqing, I feel that you are having a big deal... The purpose of Diting does not seem to be for the ancestor of the Nether Puppet, but for the source stone that Xiaobai just showed off."

Pluto Erha wisely analyzed to Bu Fang.

"Why did Xiaobai pay back with his strength? Besides, why didn't Di Ting come for the old ancestor of the Underworld? "

Bu Fang's expressionless answer.

"Please believe in the true love in the world, there is still true love in the world."

puff.

The gods still have true feelings in the world. Pluto Erha glanced at Bu Fang and felt that Bu Fang was not on the same level as his emotional intelligence, so he was lonely.

In the sky.

The ancestor of the Nether Puppet roared. After the roar, he coughed and coughed up blood, and the blood swept across the sky.

Her condition is really bad.

A black energy surged into the body of the old ancestor of the underworld.

Helped her stabilize her injuries.

“Where is the heart of God?”

Diting the gentle voice asked again.

However, the ancestor of the Nether Puppet sneered and refused to answer.

well.

A sigh.

It came from Diting's mouth.

There seemed to be helplessness in the sigh.

After hearing this, the Fire Demon Ancestor and others felt a little creepy.

"You have a good rest. God's heart cannot be lost, I will find it back."

Listen carefully to the Tao.

The words fell.

A black air seemed to turn into a rope and wrap it around the body of the old ancestor of the underworld, pulling him behind him.

The great saint from Diting lineage quickly stepped forward.

Buzz...

In the sky, the atmosphere changed again.

His eyes were locked on the body of Pluto Tianzang.

"Heart of God? Are you guessing it's here with me?"

Big King Tianzang grabbed the Big King's halberd, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a curve of sneering, as if he knew what Di Ting wanted to ask.

boom!

As his words fell, the aura on his body began to surge rapidly, and in a short while, it reached a very terrifying level.

It's like suppressing the void.

The metal body seemed to be changing with his thoughts.

The sound of clicking sounded.
To be continued...