Buddhist Evil Wife

"No!" Di Meditation objected to his actions without even thinking about it!

Thousands of years ago, Jitian thought about how to save them after they lost the battle because he calculated that they would lose the battle. Therefore, he kept using the ability to travel through time and space to arrange the next things.

In the end, the power of the soul was consumed excessively, and the Light God King had the opportunity to take advantage of it. He received a slap forcibly, and almost lost his soul.

Now, whenever he thinks of that scene, he still has lingering fears in his heart. Therefore, he will never allow such a thing to happen again!

The most important point is that he believes that the whole thing has a certain cycle!

Back then, if there hadn't been a fortune-telling battle for a few sacrifices to heaven, then frequent time travel would not have happened, and the soul power would not have been consumed excessively, nor would the Light God King have the opportunity to take advantage of the next thing to happen.

Of course, he didn't want to blame Jitian for what he did back then, he just felt sorry for Jitian who had been tossing so that they could win the battle, and he also believed that Jitian was aware of what happened ten thousand years ago, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to repeat it looking at the past.

Yin Jitian knew what Di Ming was worried about, and immediately reassured him: "Don't worry! I'm just watching, and I won't easily change the situation on the battlefield until the end!"

Back then, it was because he only predicted the outcome of the war, but not the process of the war, that's why such a thing happened.

It was also because of that battle that he understood that some things seemed to have changed, but in fact the development of things was still on track, but he didn't see or notice it!

Di Ming knew that Yin Jitian wouldn't give up so easily, so it would be better to let him do the divination in front of his own face because he secretly divination behind his back, so he would be more at ease!

Yin Jitian noticed that the hand on his waist was loose, and knew that Di Ming agreed with him to do this!

He quickly got up, sat cross-legged, and used the power of his soul to predict the battle in the near future, but what he saw was darkness.

Sitting up, Di Ming saw thin sweat dripping from him and his forehead, and narrowed his eyes slightly, fearing that the other party would go mad, so he didn't dare to wake him up.

Yin Jitian opened his eyes suddenly, and let out a big breath!

Di Ming frowned coldly, and handed over the black silk: "What's wrong?"

Yin Jitian took the black silk, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in disbelief, "I can't see anything. Could it be that the God of Light used his divine power to prevent me from peeking into the future!"

Di Ming said lightly: "If he had that ability, he would have done it a long time ago!"

"It's true!" Yin Jitian was a little puzzled: "But, why can't I see it?"

Whether it's the victory or defeat of the war, or what will happen after the war, he can't predict it all, as if he was blocked by something.

Unwilling to give up, Yin Jitian got down from the bed, opened the cabinet in the dressing table, took out the interspatial ring that had been stored in the cabinet thousands of years ago, and took out from it the magic weapon he used for divination. Di Ming specially refined the Qiankun gossip for divination and gave it to him as a gift, which is a god among gods.

However, the structure is very simple. The surface is made of precious and special black velvet wood, and the patterns carved on it are very complicated. Thin golden pointers, during divination, they will keep rotating, and when the divination is done, the fifteen golden pointers will stop rotating.

Yin Jitian is to use the direction patterns pointed by the fifteen golden pointers, as well as the time and weather to predict the result or to avoid evil.

He once again used the power of his soul to drive the Qiankun Gossip. He thought he could predict the outcome of the battle. Unexpectedly, the fifteen golden pointers in the Qiankun Gossip kept turning, faster and faster, until the entire Qiankun Gossip burst into white. smoke.

Di Ming narrowed his eyes coldly, and very quickly used his divine power to create a protective barrier to cover the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang", and Qiankun Bagua was blasted and turned into a pile of fragments.

Yin Jitian looked at the pile of debris in surprise, and murmured: "How could this happen!"

Qiankun gossip exploded, indicating that this matter cannot be divination!

Di Ming withdrew the barrier, stretched out his hand to push aside the pile of metal fragments, and there were two big golden characters flashing below: Dao of Heaven.

Yin Jitian was taken aback for a moment, as if he had figured out something.He cursed angrily: "Damn it, it turns out that Heavenly Dao is preventing me from divining this battle. I wonder if King Guangshen can't predict the final success or failure of the war! If he dares to favor King Guangshen, I will definitely kill him in Tiandao's hometown." Go, copy his family's ancestral grave!"

As the words fell, the sky of the Dark God Hall resounded with earth-shattering thunder.

Everyone in the gods and demons was taken aback, and some timid people hid in the house in fear.

Immediately, in the sky, a huge purple thunderbolt suddenly slashed down obliquely, heading straight for the Dark God Hall.

Yin Jitian, who was sitting on the bed, took out a silver-blue shield from the space ring very skillfully and quickly, and blocked it towards the window, and the purple lightning was instantly sucked into the shield.

Yin Jitian clicked his tongue twice: "Tiandao's temper is still so bad, if he doesn't move, he likes to be struck by lightning!"

Suddenly, the doors and windows made a 'snap, bang, bang' sound, and all the doors and windows in the dormitory were closed instantly, and the room suddenly became dark. At the same time, it also blocked the thunder and lightning outside.

Yin Jitian froze for a moment, then was pressed down by the man in front of him, his warm breath fell into his ears, making his heart itch.

"Whether you can figure it out or not, I won't lose!" Di Ming whispered in his ear.

Yin Jitian looked at the deep, fiery and firm black eyes, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and his mouth felt parched all of a sudden: "Even if you don't lose, you should discuss a strategy as soon as possible, right?"

Di Ming put his big hand into his clothes, and at the same time, stretched out the tip of his tongue, licked Yin Jitian's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "This way we can also discuss war strategies!"

Yin Jitian choked for breath, and while untiing the man's belt, he asked, "Do you think King Guangshen can't predict the outcome of the war?"

Di Ming raised his head and kissed Twitter's little mouth: "No!"

Yin Jitian was reluctant to leave his cool lips, and entangled them tightly for a while, and when he was out of breath, he let go of him, and asked pantingly, "Why are you so sure?"

"Heavenly way!" Di Ming took off Yin Jitian's pants, making the two of them face each other naked.

"You... You mean that the Dao of Heaven will not let the God of Light predict the outcome of the battle?" Yin Jitian hugged his flexible and strong waist, raised his head slightly, and sucked the man's Adam's apple up and down.

"Ok!"

Di Ming bowed his head and kissed his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth. At the same time, his hands were not idle, and they kept moving on the smooth body, making the people under him pant again and again.

Driven by his big hand, Yin Jitian was trapped in lust, and he could no longer think about other things, let alone the matter of King Guangshen. He had already thrown this person thousands of miles away. outside.

Concentrate on kissing and stroking each other's body with the man on his body.

Di Ming soon noticed the stiffness under his body, the corners of his indifferent mouth curled slightly, and in a provocative way, he intentionally whispered in Yin Jitian's ear, and asked hoarsely: "Do you want it?"

Yin Jitian looked at the stern face with eyes full of lust: "I suddenly thought of a good strategy!"

Di Ming raised his eyebrows.

It seems!

It's because he didn't work hard enough, otherwise, how could the people under him still have the ability to think about war strategies.

Yin Jitian suddenly laughed and said, "You can go straight to Huanglong!"

Di Ming understood, his indifferent black eyes quickly flashed a faint smile, his body sank suddenly, and as the other party wished, he went straight to Huanglong!

The next moment, the palace was full of intense entwining sounds and ambiguous panting, which lingered for a long time, until the next morning, the sounds gradually stopped.

Yin Jitian lay limply on Di Ming's body, and said feebly and angrily: "Do you know that I just survived the Nine Heavens Tribulation yesterday!"

"I know!" Di Ming seemed to be comforting him, running along the hair and gently stroking the dark blue hair behind it.

"Since you know, why don't you let me rest for a while if you keep on doing it?"

"Rest now, continue later!"

"..."

Yin Jitian flipped off Di Ming angrily: "I thought of a strategy just now, you quickly call the Demon King and Blood Soul over!"

Di Ming gave him a teasing look: "Go straight to Huanglong?"

Yin Jitian rolled his eyes: "Shoot at you!"

Di Ming stopped teasing him, and really had to discuss how to deal with King Guangshen and the others from now on.

He used sound transmission to send messages to Pluto and Demon King, asking them to wait in the Dark God Hall.