Chapter 142 (1/2)

Di Jiu didn't take care of the beetle. His eyes fell on the Jindan friar beside Shudi, who was also a guy with seven layers of Jindan. The restraint of Shudi is consistent with the breath of this guy. It's obvious that Shudi was imprisoned by this guy.

At the same time that di Jiu appeared, the Jindan friar of Qi's business building subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

The ancestor of Yuanhun in Qi's commercial building said before they came in that if they met Di Jiu alone, they had to give way after Di Jiu had become a golden elixir.

Even if Qi Yuanhun doesn't talk about it, he won't provoke Di Jiu. Di Jiu robbed the North Region Headquarters of Qi's business building in Beiji city and killed 19 golden elixirs. His five story golden elixir was not enough to see in front of Di Jiu.

”Is this root yours?” Robbed the tree younger brother's that gold elixir seven layers of friars eyes fall on di nine body, light asked a.

If he didn't see the Qi family's gold elixir on the fifth floor and see Di Jiu coming, he would not even look at di Jiu. Ask Dijiu a word, does not mean that he is afraid of Dijiu. But there is an age limit to enter the sky. There are few people who enter the late golden elixir like him within the age of 100.

He believes that Dijiu is no more than nine layers of golden elixir. It's easy to suppress him in the ninth layer of Jindan, but it's impossible to kill him. There are five other people here. He doesn't believe that six people can't work together.

Di Jiu laughs and doesn't speak at all. The long Dao has already rolled up. The whirlpool of Dao Qi has rolled to the seven layers of Jindan.

The roots of small trees have been cut off. What's the reason?

Seeing that di Jiuyi didn't say anything, he began to do it. The seven story monk of the golden elixir gave a cold hum. He didn't retreat at all. Instead, he stepped forward, and one side was sacrificed.

Li Shang Yin turned into a huge mountain and fell down suddenly, suppressing Di Jiu's whirlpool knife Qi, and then the whirlpool knife Qi broke away.

If you want to be an ordinary monk, you must avoid this edge. Di Jiu was just as lazy to retreat as he was to punch out. His whirlwind knife is originally to try, the other side has several jin several Liang only, since tried out, di nine where still can retreat.

The shadow of the fist turned into a huge peak which almost formed the essence, and it collided with the Lishang seal of the seven layers of the golden elixir.

”Boom!” The fierce Zhenyuan burst, and the monk felt as if he had been hit by an invisible hammer in his chest. He could not help but open his mouth and burst out a stream of blood.

The friar of the seventh floor of the golden elixir was secretly relieved. Although he vomited blood, his Lishang seal still broke Di Jiu's fist mountain.