Digitalization of the World

The guardians from the Seventh Emperor Clan were so stunned that Di Ming was the young emperor in their family.

Not everyone can get the title of Young Emperor. Only the most talented person in the family who has the greatest hope of becoming an emperor can be called the Young Emperor.

Even if he does not become emperor in the end, the young emperor will still become the patriarch and the person in power of the imperial clan!

This is not only the seventh imperial clan, but also the other thirteen imperial clans.

Now, the young emperor of the Seventh Emperor Clan, Di Ming, had his neck crushed by a human woman. This was simply the end of the world for these protectors.

Even if the young emperor is not dead, these guardians will be executed by the family!

boom!

At this time, the black cauldron suspended above the ring erupted with a shocking power, directly forcing back the guardians who wanted to rush to the ring to kill Di Yao. Even the terrifying power pushed back the viewers who were closer to the ring. They all fell to the ground.

"This cauldron is interesting. At least it is an 'Immortal Lord-level' immortal weapon!"

Wang Xian protected Su Jin, Cheng Yao and others looked at the dark cauldron with interest.

He discovered that although the power erupted from the dark giant cauldron was terrifying, it ignored Di Yao, or in other words, the power it exuded was deliberately bypassed by Di Yao.

Obviously, the dark giant cauldron is controlled by someone, more precisely, it should be Di Ming who just fought with Di Yao.

Di Ming seemed to disdain to use the dark cauldron to defeat Di Yao, but wanted to defeat Di Yao with his own strength.

On the ring, Di Yao also understood the situation. He glanced at Di Ming's body still held in his hand, raised his arm and threw Di Ming's body towards the giant black cauldron.

When Di Ming's body approached the pitch-black giant cauldron, his entire body exploded into pieces, but no blood rain appeared. Instead, it turned into extremely pure mana, and finally submerged into the pitch-black giant cauldron.

"Interesting, the Di Ming just now turned out to be a dharma body. Di Yao should be more serious!"

Wang Xian was slightly startled when he saw this scene.

He had never paid attention to Di Ming before, so he didn't observe Di Ming much. Naturally, he didn't realize that the battle with Di Yao was just a body of Di Ming.

Dharmakaya is formed by condensing magic power and injecting a ray of spiritual consciousness.

The strength of the dharma body is determined based on the amount of mana condensed and the amount of spiritual consciousness injected into it at that time, but the overall strength will never exceed one-third of the main body.

This is due to the limitation of divine consciousness. Too much divine consciousness injected into the body will have a certain impact on the body, and will also make the body condensed with mana unstable.

"Brother-in-law, can Sister Di Yao do it? I feel like that big black cauldron is so scary!"

Su Jin was a little worried about Di Yao and looked at Di Yao on the ring with worry.

"Don't worry, your sister Di Yao is very strong!"

Wang Xian rubbed Su Jin's head.

Di Yao practiced the Book of Time and Space, and even understood the 'space' in the Book of Time and Space much more thoroughly and comprehended more than Wang Xian, the master of the Book of Time and Space.

If he really breaks out with all his strength, no ordinary 'Mortal Immortal' will be Di Yao's opponent in the mid-term.

Using the 'Twelfth Level of Quasi-Emperor Realm' to counterattack the 'Mortal Immortal Level', Di Yao was the first... second person known to Wang Xian to have such combat power besides himself.

As for the first one, it is Ye Zu.

Above the arena, the pitch-black cauldron was still exuding a terrifying power, and the entire arena even began to crumble under this power.

Wang Xian found that everyone else was struggling to resist the power of the dark cauldron, unable to care about the matters in the arena, so he had no choice but to take action himself.

Raising his right hand, the power of space condensed, and a rune was drawn out by Wang Xian and driven into the arena that was about to collapse.

The runes submerged into the arena, and the power of space gathered from all directions, making the arena that was about to collapse instantly become extremely solid.

At this time, Wang Xian noticed a fiery gaze falling on him. Without any hesitation, Wang Xian immediately looked in the direction of the gaze.

It's him!

Wang Xian frowned immediately when he saw the owner of that gaze.

In the distance, Wang Mo nodded towards Wang Xian.

Wang Xian ignored Wang Xian and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

This guy has been on his must-kill list, from the moment he appeared in front of him and said that his name was 'King Demon'!

Ten minutes later, the giant black cauldron suspended above the arena finally put away its power.

A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old appeared under the dark giant cauldron. He had sharp eyes and waist-length black hair scattered casually behind his head. He was dancing in the wind, and his aura was powerful and powerful, as if his body contained endless energy. the power of.

He was wearing a jet black robe and holding a long sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was jet black, as if a black hole was about to swallow everything. He just stood there like the overlord of heaven and earth, making people feel surrendered.

The only thing that felt a little inappropriate was his face, which was really childish and inconsistent with his eyes and power.

"this……"

Wang Xian didn't know how to express his feelings for a moment. This young man was obviously Di Ming, but this image was really hard to describe.

"Greetings to the Young Emperor, my subordinates have neglected their duties. Please punish me, Young Emperor!"

Di Ming's protectors were also shocked. It was the first time they saw the young emperor like this, but they rushed to the ring and knelt down towards Di Ming.

"Leave far away!"

Di Ming glanced coldly at the protectors who were kneeling on the ground. He just saw the strange looks in the protectors' eyes.

The guardians of Di Ming trembled and wanted to ask for mercy, but the cold eyes on their bodies told them that as long as they dared to speak and did not leave quickly, they would fall in the next second.

Without any further hesitation, the dozen or so defenders who were kneeling on the ground all stood up and immediately retreated.

"Now, let me see your true strength!"

Di Ming looked at Di Yao and pressed directly towards Di Yao with a violent aura.

Di Yao looked indifferent, as if she didn't take Di Ming into consideration at all.

"you……"

Di Ming was a little angry.

In the past, during battles, he would always show such expressions to his enemies, but now it was his turn.

"die!"

Black flames surged out of Di Ming's whole body, and he was like a black flame god, rushing towards Di Yao with infinite power.

Di Yao's expression remained unchanged, and she raised her right hand and grabbed it forward.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed, and it could even be said that they became a little distorted.

What did they see?

The powerful Di Ming actually took the initiative to give his neck to Di Yao's hands!

That’s right!

It was Di Ming who gave the neck to Di Yao.

Moreover, Di Yao raised his right hand very slowly, as long as a person could avoid it, but Di Ming just let it go.

"you……"

Feeling the power contained in the slender palm of God Yao on his neck, Di Ming finally uttered only one word.

Di Yao glanced at Di Ming and threw Di Ming off the ring with a flick of his hand.

Then, Di Yao looked at the referee.

referee:……

Although he was very reluctant in his heart, in front of millions of onlookers, he could only honestly announce that Di Yao had won this arena battle.

Di Yao's figure flashed and appeared on the referee's bench, reaching out to pick up the ring on a jade platform in front of the referee's bench.

The referee opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

The guardians of the nine major forces stared at Di Yao, but in the end they did not take action.

The Young Emperor of the Seventh Emperor Clan was casually defeated by Di Yao, which had a huge impact on them, especially since they felt that Di Ming's final burst of combat power had reached the early stage of 'Mortal Immortal Level'.

This made them seriously suspect that the 'Holy Land of Yaochi' mentioned by Di Yao was probably an extremely ancient hidden force, so ancient that they didn't even know it.

Thinking back to the protectors of Di Yao who they couldn't see through, they finally gave up the idea of ​​killing people to seize the 'treasure'.

"This fairy, his right to kill is also yours."

A protector appeared in front of Di Yao carrying a young man, and that young man was the crazy young man with blue scales between his eyebrows.

After Di Yao glanced at the young man, he looked away, and then left directly under everyone's doubtful eyes.

The guardian holding the boy was stunned.

The other guardians were also confused.

what's the situation?

Why did Di Yao leave directly?

Isn't the most important prize in the ring battle the right to kill this young man?

Why do you suddenly feel that Di Yao's purpose is for those heavenly materials and earthly treasures?

don't know!

I don’t understand it at all!

In fact, Di Yao's real goal is those heavenly and earthly treasures. As for that young man?

It was just a guy whose cheeks were scratched after being contaminated by the breath of 'dark crystallization', and was contaminated by some dark breath. It could not be regarded as a creature corroded by 'darkness' at all.

Therefore, Di Yao was too lazy to kill.

Di Yao left, and Wang Xian and others naturally followed.

The crowd of onlookers did not leave. They all saw that Di Yao did not kill the young man. In this case, wouldn't they have a chance to get the right to kill the young man?

Facing the eager gazes of millions of people, the protector holding the boy broke into a cold sweat.

"snort!"

There was a cold snort, and the black cauldron appeared above Di Ming's head. The cauldron exploded with suction and sucked the young man directly into the cauldron. Then, ignoring everyone's gaze, it turned into a black light and quickly chased in the direction where Di Yao left.

The millions of people who were watching did not take action in the end. Not only did Di Ming come in second place in the arena battle, but Di Ming was from the 'Seventh Imperial Clan', they could not afford to offend him.

The Seventh Imperial Clan is a top force with strong men beyond the 'Immortal Lord' level.

On the other side, the black light transformed by Di Ming quickly caught up with Di Yao.

"Who are you?"

Di Ming appeared and stood in front of Wang Xian and his group. He first glanced at Di Yao with a fiery gaze, and then stared at Wang Xian with a fierce gaze.

"Little guy, I don't like the look in your eyes!"

Wang Xian spoke with a somewhat cold tone.

Before, his sense of Di Ming was not good. It wasn't until Di Ming didn't use the dark cauldron to deal with Di Yao that he slightly improved his sense of Di Ming. Now Di Ming's eyes disgusted him again.

"Let go of Di Yao!"

Di Ming shouted.

Wang Xian:? ? ?

What does it mean to let go of Di Yao?

Why is he obsessed with Di Yao?

Didn't he just put his hands on Di Yao's waist and hug him?

etc!

What does this guy mean?

Wang Xian came back to his senses in an instant, and when he thought of Di Yao's blazing eyes when he looked at Di Yao before, he finally understood.

This guy is plotting against his wife!

"Diyao, don't worry, I know you must have been forced, I'm here to save you!"

After saying that, Di Ming rushed towards Wang Xian directly.

The corner of Wang Xian's mouth twitched.

This guy who is plotting against his wife doesn't seem to be very smart!

He raised his left hand and faced Di Ming in the air for a while. Di Ming, who was rushing towards Wang Xian, flew backwards at a faster speed until he disappeared at the end of the road.

"Brother-in-law, you didn't kill him?"

Su Jin looked at Wang Xian in surprise. According to her understanding of Wang Xian, Wang Xian should just shoot Emperor Ming to death!

"A guy with a bad brain. I'm afraid that if I shoot him to death, it will affect my own brain!"

After Wang Xian explained, he put his arms around Di Yao's waist and started shopping again.

No one was discussing Di Ming. Most of them felt that Di Ming was really not very smart.

There are a large number of people setting up stalls in the Imperial Pass, and they come from different worlds, which means that the items sold are all kinds of different.

Wang Xian had gone shopping before, but the items for sale really didn't attract him. It wasn't until this time that he suddenly noticed the existence of exercises on the stalls for sale, which reminded him of his own exercises, "The Immortal Code" 》.

"Immortal Code" is still at the quasi-emperor level. Although he has not yet fully understood it, this does not affect his disdain for the low quality of "Immortal Code".

Today, there are monks from different worlds gathered in this imperial gate, which also represent different systems of techniques, not to mention the number.

"Boss, how do you sell this technique of yours?"

Wang Xian squatted in front of a stall.

The owner of the stall was not very powerful, he was only at the "Tenth Level of Quasi-Emperor Realm". This made Wang Xiancai realize that there were many "low-level" monks in the Imperial Pass.

The boss immediately responded: "A high-grade quasi-emperor level material or a high-grade quasi-emperor level elixir."

"good!"

Wang Xian nodded, and then rummaged through his backpack.

After reading for a long time, Wang Xian was a little dumbfounded.

He couldn't find any high-end quasi-emperor-level materials or high-end quasi-emperor-level elixirs. In his backpack, the lowest-level materials and elixirs were of fairy-level quality.

"Boss, is this okay for you?"

At this time, Di Yao took out a spiritual medicine and handed it to the boss.

"Ok, Ok!"

The stall owner nodded.

"Boss, do you have any other techniques here? Any level is fine, as long as they are not repeated?" Wang Xian spoke again.

"Yes, yes!"

Although the stall owner didn't understand why Wang Xian, a strong man at the twelfth level of the quasi-emperor realm, wanted to buy the skills from a weak person like him, who was at the tenth level of the quasi-emperor realm, but since Wang Xian wanted to buy it, he naturally wanted to selling!

The stall owner waved his hand, and thousands of exercises appeared in front of Wang Xian.