Zhou Wen just approached the battlefield and immediately felt something was wrong.

When I watched from a distance, I just felt that Leng Zong was playing the piano, and that Buddha Demon was listening to the piano.

However, when Zhou Wen entered a certain range, what he saw in front of him was completely different. Leng Zongzheng's magic piano throne turned into a terrifying magic castle.

With the sound of Leng Zongzheng's piano, devils flew out of the demon castle and flew around the Buddha's Demon, as if they were trying to lure Buddha's Demon into the demon castle.

The Buddha's destruction is surrounded by the devil, he lowers his eyes and observes his heart, picks up Buddhist beads with his hands, recites scriptures with his mouth, and the Buddha's light on his body blooms like a lotus, resisting the temptation of the devil.

Zhou Wen just took a look from a distance and felt his mind trembling, and he couldn't help but want to fall into the devil's arms, and he had the urge to dance with the devil.

Zhou Wen's heart was shocked, and he quickly calmed down and excluded those distracting thoughts.

His will was as firm as iron. Once he entered a state of concentration, he immediately felt that the illusions disappeared. There was no demon castle devil, nor the Buddha's light lotus, but he saw Leng Zong playing the piano for Buddha to listen to.

Zhou Wen did not move forward any further. He felt that what he saw just now was definitely not as simple as a illusion. Such a distance had already made people feel hallucinated. If he really entered it, Zhou Wen's epic body might not be able to bear it.

If you don’t help and are killed by your own power, that is the injustice of death.

"If I could be promoted to the myth, I wouldn't have so many concerns, and I wouldn't have to simply rely on companion pets to fight." Zhou Wen wanted to be promoted to the myth, but he had no idea.

Leng Zongzheng and Jiang Yan are both myths of the promotion of the contract guardian, but Zhou Wen doesn't want to go this path.

This path seems the simplest, but the disadvantages are too great. He cannot always merge with the Guardian in his daily life. If he encounters sudden danger, he may die if he doesn't have the chance to merge.

"Are you really able to make a spirit?" Zhou Wen was considering whether to follow Wang Mingyuan's path.

Although that path is difficult, it is a real promotion myth. However, the body will become unlike humans, closer to alien dimension creatures, and may be rejected by human groups.

"It's really hard to left and right. I'd better upgrade my life soul to the perfect body first and see if there is a third way to go." These thoughts just flashed through Zhou Wen's mind. Since he couldn't help Leng Zongzheng, Zhou Wen planned to go back to deal with the monk's skeleton and the golden-winged bird.

The strength of the monk-clothed skeleton without the crystal has also decreased a lot, but the crystal is only external force after all. The monk-clothed skeleton's wheel of fate is still there, and it still has an advantage over the tyrant Bimon. The tyrant Bimon was suppressed by the monk-clothed skeleton during the head-on collision.

However, the tyrant Bemon was too fierce. Even if he was suppressed, he still attacked fearlessly, causing considerable trouble to the monk's skeleton. Even if he was injured, he would not be in too much danger for a while.

What's more, An Sheng and Qinghong Feijian were constantly harassing each other, which also made the monk's skeleton very troubled, and there should be no problems in a short period of time.

Zhou Wen went to see the Golden-winged Bird and Di Ting again. Di Ting looked a little embarrassed, like a clumsy bear, and was played around by the Golden-winged Bird, but he never could touch the Golden-winged Bird. It was because of the Golden-winged Bird that he had many scars on his body. Although they were all slightly injured, Di Ting almost ran away.

"The Golden-winged Bird is too fast, how can I help Di Ting? With my speed, I will definitely not be able to catch up with it. No matter how strong the attack power is, it will be of no use to it. Do you need to use the soul-suppressing bell of the Great Viagra Vajra? But the soul-suppressing bell is scoped, and its effect is useful to both sides of the enemy and us. If the Golden-winged Bird and Di Ting are dizzy together, it seems that it will not be of much help to the battle situation..." Zhou Wen was thinking about how to help Di Ting, but he saw an angry Di Ting, and another earring was broken on his ear.

With the broken earrings, Di Ting's body also undergoes strange changes. This time it did not become bigger, but a strange black symbol appeared on the first scales of the body. Those symbols burned with black flames, just like the devil's mark in hell.

Di Ting's dark golden body also looked dark because of the appearance of the mark symbol. In the black aura, coupled with such a look of hostility and tyranny, it looked like a monster rushing out of hell.

Zhou Wen could feel that Di Ting's emotions became more irritable and unstable, and there was a tendency to be crazy, which almost made Zhou Wen unable to feel the soul connection between himself and it.

The golden-winged bird flashed past Di Ting's side again, but this time, Di Ting's claws actually grabbed the golden-winged bird's legs in that moment.

Bang!

Di Ting used force to pull the golden-winged bird out of the air, smashed it hard on the ground, and smashed it into a big hole in the golden ground.

Then Di Ting's claws grabbed the legs of the golden-winged bird, roared violently, and suddenly exerted force to tear the golden-winged bird in half.

The golden-winged bird's body shook, its legs were torn apart, and the mysterious symbols on its feathers trembled continuously. It turned around in horror and pecked at Diting.

But Di Ting ignored it at all and let the golden-winged bird slim the scales on its head break and blood flowed. But it seemed as if it was not aware of it, and it still tyrannically teared the golden-winged bird's legs.

The golden light broke, the blood collapsed, and the golden-winged bird made a mournful cry. One of its legs was torn off by Di Ting, making the golden-winged bird struggle even more intensely, and hit Di Ting's head with its wings.

Di Ting still ignored it, threw away the bird's legs in his hand, grabbed one of its wings, grabbed one of its legs with one hand, and slashed the wings with the other hand and ripped it violently.

The golden blood splattered with the residual feathers, and the golden-winged bird made heart-wrenching screams, but it was useless at all.

Zhou Wen looked at the golden-winged bird in horror. Di Ting tore off his wings and legs. Finally, he pulled down his head and threw it directly to the ground.

Diting the violent roar to the sky, like the bloodthirsty hell demon king.

An Sheng had already been stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a violent and cruel companion pet. It was not killing, but torture.

Not to mention companion pets, even dimensional creatures rarely have such cruel existences.

Zhou Wen himself was also shocked. He had seen Di Ting's earring break before. Now the two earrings are broken, so cruel. If the six earrings break together, I don't know how terrible it would be.

Zhou Wen didn't try it, nor did he want to try it. He felt that the connection between himself and Di Ting became extremely fragile, as if he had tightened the fishing line, as if he would break at any time.
Chapter completed!