Evolve from godhead

At the moment in Princess Yunzhu's room, many people are busy, and among them is a man wearing a golden shirt with an extremely anxious face. Princess Yunzhu is very sick at the moment, her face is numb, and her whole body is in pain. Fever, but the people around them are also helpless. They are doctors in the imperial city, but the treatment methods in this remote land are too simple. When they are sick, the only way they can think of is to treat the patient Keep in a warm place.

I want the patient to get better slowly.

If it's a common cold, maybe it will get better with luck, but Princess Yunzhu is very ill, such measures will not help at all.

The man in the golden clothes is the emperor of the Longyuan Empire, known as the Eighth Emperor, because he is the eighth emperor of the Longyuan Empire.

"His Majesty, I'm afraid the princess will die."

A person wearing a strange costume quickly knelt down and said, "We have tried all kinds of methods, but the princess is really too sick, there is absolutely no way."

"The princess is afraid that she has contracted typhoid fever!"

Another person is also talking.

"Cylindrical syndrome!"

Eight generations of emperors also changed their faces when they heard these three words, because the three characters of typhoid basically represent death, and no one has ever survived from typhoid.

"Report to Your Majesty, Patriarch Bai is here!"

Chapter 114 Yunzhu's last wish

"Please!"

The Eighth Emperor heard that the Baidi Court was coming, so he hurriedly asked someone to come in.

"I'm already here."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Diting walked in from the outside. Bai Diting's face was also very solemn. Seeing Bai Diting's presence, everyone knelt down and bowed down. Even the Eighth Generation Emperor had to hurry when facing Bai Diting. respectful salute.

"Old Ancestor Bai, quickly look at Yunzhu..."

At this time, the Eighth Emperor was really distressed. Among the many children, his favorite was Princess Yunzhu. There was no way to get married before, but now seeing that Princess Yunzhu was about to die, how could he not feel distressed.

Bai Diting came to Princess Yunzhu's side in two steps. When Bai Diting saw Princess Yunzhu's appearance, there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, and then he shook his head silently, and said: "It's the weather, there is no There is a way."

Although he is a ninth-level powerhouse, it is okay to let him fight, and he really doesn't have the means to let him heal his illness, especially this kind of typhoid disease, which is terminally ill, and his heart and lungs are about to fail. Useless, doomed to die.

Hearing that Bai Diting said no, the Eighth Generation Emperor once again fell into despair.

If even Bai Diting can't do anything, it really means that no one can do anything.

At this time, Bai Diting also closed his eyes helplessly, but there was a shadow of a person in Bai Diting's mind, it was Ji Mo, if that mysterious senior was here, there might be a way to cure Tianhan syndrome Woolen cloth.

But this is only a sliver of hope for Baiditing, after all, it has never been heard that someone can cure Tianhan, besides, where is that mysterious senior now?

"Uncle Bai..."

At this moment in a coma, Princess Yunzhu whispered.

Bai Diting hurried up, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Bai is here, Xiao Yunzhu, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Uncle Bai, help me save Mr. Wu..."

Yunzhu was in a coma at this time, but he was still worried about Ji Mo. When Bai Diting heard this, he immediately understood that the Mr. Wu he was talking about was probably the friend Yunzhu mentioned, the one who spoke the way of swordsmanship. Sizhong's friend, Bai Diting pondered for a while, and then asked: "But where is your friend?"

"Purple Mist Mountain..."

"Uncle Bai, help me save him..."

After saying this, Princess Yunzhu really couldn't hold on any longer, and she just fainted. Seeing Princess Yunzhu like this, Bai Diting felt that Princess Yunzhu would die in a few days if she went on like this. It's time to return to the west, and Bai Diting's face is solemn at this time. Princess Yunzhu's last wish, Bai Diting decided to help her realize it. In addition, Bai Diting also wanted to see who this strong man who could speak the fourth level of swordsmanship was. people.

"Old Patriarch Bai..."

The Eighth Emperor hurried up, but Bai Diting waved his hand, signaling to the Eighth Emperor not to say anything, Bai Diting said: "Yunzhu's last wish is to let me save that Mr. Wu, then I will go, I hope that after we come back, Yunzhu can see him for the last time."

"Yunzhu, she..."

At this moment, no matter how stupid the eighth generation emperor was, he knew that his daughter had already fallen in love with that person.

The one who killed the Ziyan Mountain disciple.

"Nie Yuan..." Eight generations of emperors never thought that things would turn out like this. His daughter was supposed to be married to Yuan Guhe in Ziyan Mountain, but the disciple of Ziyan Mountain was killed. , and the person who killed the disciple of Ziyan Mountain turned out to be the object of his daughter's love.

"I go first."

At this moment, Bai Diting's figure disappeared directly into the room. In the sky outside, Bai Diting stepped on a wooden sword and disappeared into the sky.

If there are other ninth-rank powerhouses here, they will definitely be shocked by Baiditing's strength, which is much stronger than before, and even faintly see a shadow of Tao from him.

The speed of Baiditing is like the wind. Although the distance from the imperial capital to Ziyan Mountain is not close, it is definitely not far. If Ji Mo hadn't lost his way before, he wouldn't have arrived so late, but now Baiditing is running Flying towards Ziyan Mountain, before reaching Ziyan Mountain, I found that the whole air was filled with dry heat, as if there were countless raging flames burning here!

"what is that!"

When there were tens of miles away from Ziyan Mountain, Bai Diting was shocked by the scene in front of him!

The monstrous fire!

The flame turned out to be black. This terrifying black flame is like a boundless demon entangled here. Even looking at the flame from a distance, Bai Diting can feel the power mixed in the flame. .

I'm afraid it will become very troublesome if it is contaminated with this flame.

"Isn't that Purple Mist Mountain?"

At this moment, Bai Diting discovered the fire in Ziyan Mountain, and his heart was extremely shocked. What happened to Ziyan Mountain and how could there be such a big fire.

Bai Diting didn't waste any time, and flew towards Ziyan Mountain with the wooden sword.

At this moment, in Ziyan Mountain, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the black flames almost swept across the entire mountain gate of Ziyan Mountain. Numerous disciples of Ziyan Mountain were killed and injured, and the screams made this place a purgatory on earth. At this moment, only A main peak stands tall, and on this main peak, there are [-]% of the remaining disciples of Ziyan Mountain, as well as Ling Yanchen and the elders of the ninth-level powerhouse. Ji Mo's Amaterasu fire is always burning this main peak, but Ji Mo found out that his Amaterasu's fire couldn't burn in!

Ji Mo found that although his Amaterasu's fire was burning endlessly, it would not disappear until it burned to death, but there is one thing, a strong man of the ninth level can traverse the space with a wave of his hand, and after cutting the space horizontally, There is no other way for the Amaterasu's fire. If you can't feel the burning thing, it will go out naturally. At this time, the Amaterasu's fire in Ji Mo's palm is constantly spraying out, and the main peak will burn under Ji Mo's Amaterasu's fire at any time. It's like it's going to collapse.

But Ling Yanchen and the ninth-level elders kept using their extraordinary fighting spirit to traverse the space, blocking the entry of the Amaterasu Fire.

"Sect Master, it's so hot!"

"Sovereign, what should we do? Going on like this is not an option."

Many disciples couldn't hold on any longer. Although the flames didn't seep in, they were about to be turned into roast suckling pigs by Ji Mo.

Ling Yanchen and the ninth-rank elders also had troubles that they couldn't tell. If it was just the two of them, they would naturally be able to fight Jim Mo to the death, but they still had to protect the sect disciples behind. Eighty percent of the fire was burned, and now there is still this main peak, and there are many disciples. If they don't do this, they may lose everything. By then, there will be only two of them in command in Ziyan Mountain.

But they have been here to traverse the space with their own fighting spirit, and the two of them felt that their fighting spirit had been consumed by more than half!

But Ji Mo, on the other hand, is just like a normal person, a humanoid flamethrower!

Chapter 115 The White Emperor's Court Arrives