Zhou Feng looked at Zhou Yan and the gray aura in his eyes began to gradually dissipate, and his brows became more and more frowned.
The Chixiao Sword was still in his hand, and the sword energy made his hands turn even redder. At this moment, Zhou Feng's heart was still filled with hatred for Zhou Yan.
If it weren't for the rules of the mirror space and the intrusion of divine power, perhaps Zhou Yan would have died in front of him at this moment.
Zhou Yan was also forced to the ground by the Scarlet Xiao Sword in Zhou Feng's hand. At this moment, Zhou Yan was still panting, and the broken Xinghai Stick was still on Zhou Yan's bleeding hand. .
Now Zhou Yan is also awake. The sword-club duel between him and Zhou Feng just now gave him a sense of pleasure in killing Zhou Feng.
If Luo Xiyao hadn't intervened, he would have taken the broken Xinghai stick and fought to the death with Zhou Feng.
Zhou Yan's expression as he stared at Zhou Feng was exactly the same as Zhou Feng's, and even the frown on his brows was almost the same.
Zhou Feng and Zhou Yan were freed from the control of this gray aura, but they were naturally very clear about what happened before.
Before, almost every move Zhou Feng and Zhou Yan made hit the target, and each wanted to kill the other.
So the two of them were staring at each other at the moment. They both exuded cold auras and did not look good on each other.
The blood stains on the long swords and long sticks were particularly obvious on the bodies of the two of them. This sword and stick fight was even crazier than their previous battles between brothers.
After a long time, Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and then said to Zhou Feng, "Elder brother, I accept the offer."
Zhou Yan looked down at his crushed Xinghai Stick, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes. He murmured softly in the letter, "Zhou Feng, I have written down today's revenge."
Zhou Feng also looked at the Duan Chen Sword that was broken by Zhou Yan. Naturally, he also added a new piece of evidence to his junior brother.
In the future, he, Zhou Feng, will also record this matter in his account, and settle it one by one with his junior brother.
The two people who had a chance to kill each other were suddenly interrupted, and naturally they were not in a good mood.
Watching Zhou Yan dust off the immortal clothes again and stand up again, Zhou Feng finally spoke out.
Zhou Feng's voice was filled with chill, and he looked at Zhou Yan with a gloomy expression, and said to him, "Junior brother, just now, did you seem to want to kill me, your senior brother?"
Zhou Feng just wanted to see how Zhou Yan would react.
Facing Zhou Feng's question, Zhou Yan also smiled disdainfully, "Senior Brother, why don't you?"
Zhou Feng also sneered in his heart. His junior brother was really shameless. He asked like this just because he wanted Zhou Yan to explain what happened in the Nine Nether Prison in the Immortal Sect.
After all, this scene in his previous life was really deeply engraved in his mind.
"Junior brother, do you think that on the day when I complete my golden elixir cultivation, what happened today will come true?"
Zhou Feng pressed forward step by step, just wanting to know what excuse Zhou Yan could have to explain the matter perfectly.
Listening to Zhou Feng's rising questions, Zhou Yan's brows furrowed even more. He naturally hoped that what happened today would come true!
Moreover, he has been waiting for what happened today for too long. He has been lurking in the Immortal Sect for many years, and he has long wanted to get rid of Zhou Feng and replace him!
However, the time has not come yet, Zhang Xu's plan has not been completed, and of course it is impossible for him to completely break up with Zhou Feng.
Zhou Yan forced out his signature smile and said to Zhou Feng, "Senior Brother, you are worrying too much. What happened today was just a hex set by the grass demon Yunmeng for us."
"Oh? Really?" Zhou Feng asked, wanting to see Zhou Yan, what other excuse could he come up with.
Zhou Yan touched the Xinghai Stick in his hand and continued to speak, "Today, the battle between me and Senior Brother was deliberately provoked by the grass demon Yunmeng. Senior Brother, you have a broad mind, and you will not care about me, Junior Brother." These.”
Oh, Zhou Feng despised Zhou Yan in his heart. This junior brother of his was the best at making excuses and blaming everything they had experienced on the grass demon Yunmeng.
"Senior Brother, don't let that monster sow discord. Maybe this is the ultimate goal of the grass monster Yunmeng, who wants to tear us apart. After all, this Nine Nether Sea is the territory of those who do not belong to us monks, Junior Brother I and my senior brother should focus on peace and find this second artifact as soon as possible."
Zhou Yan's words were quite reasonable and well-founded. Secretly, he was mocking his senior brother who was so narrow-minded that he was not worthy of being the senior brother of Shuangmo Palace?
Zhou Feng was noncommittal and turned back to Zhou Yan, "Junior brother is saying that right now, we should think about how to get out of this mirror space."
Zhou Feng and Zhou Yan, who had just had a confrontation, naturally had not yet completely subdued the sharp edges between them.
Although the language of the conversation between the two was quite normal, Luo Xiyao felt that something was not right no matter how she listened.
Zhou Feng and Zhou Yan once again hid their murderous intentions towards each other and turned their gaze back to the mirror space arranged by the grass demon Yunmeng. Luo Xiyao also followed them and looked around, trying to find out This is a loophole in the mirror space.
In the Nine Nether Sea, the grass demon Yunmeng's heart also began to flow out blue blood, which was the blood of her heart.
The mirror of reincarnation wrapped around her heart was also pulsing violently inside her body, causing the grass demon Yunmeng to suffer so much that she kept rolling on the stone bench in the sea.
"Who is it? Among the three of you, someone actually has the power to crack the mirror space!"
The grass demon Yunmeng did not expect that her memory of the reflection in the mirror space would be destroyed.
However, even if they just broke her magic, as long as they didn't find the exit from the mirror space, they still couldn't get out.
The grass demon Yunmeng was in extreme pain. While Zhou Feng and others were still trapped in the mirror space, she held her breath and concentrated on adjusting her demonic energy to suppress the fragments of the mirror of reincarnation that were about to move in her body.
There are seven fragments of the Mirror of Reincarnation in total, and the first fragment is inside her heart.
This fragment of the Samsara Mirror has been stored in her body for a long time, and has long been integrated with her. If it is forcibly taken out, it may cause death, or at worst, it will lose thousands of years of demon power.
Therefore, grass demon Yunmeng would never let the fragments of the Mirror of Reincarnation escape from her body easily.
There was a snapping sound, and blue blood flowed out of the grass demon Yunmeng's mouth. It seemed that he had been severely injured, and his body was shaking.
In the mirror time and space, Zhou Feng looked at the vast fairyland. Everything was so real that it even made Zhou Feng feel that the scene in front of him was real.
The Duan Chen Sword and the Xinghai Staff were broken, so Zhou Feng still held the Red Sky Sword and kept slashing the rainbow light of the Red Sky Sword Qi outward, hoping to cause ripples in the mirrored time and space.
As Zhou Feng continued to use his immortal power to strike, he finally discovered a small crack in the mirrored time and space.
As a result, Zhou Feng continuously transmitted the immortal power to the Chixiao Sword, impacting the already existing cracks in the mirror space and time.
Of course, the grass demon Yunmeng was not in a good mood. Her mirror space was made from the fragments of the Samsara Mirror. Without divine power, this mirror space would be impossible to break.
At this time, the bodies of Zhou Feng and the others were still suspended in the Nine Netherworld Sea. She looked at these three young boys, and her eyes instantly became gloomy.
"Since one of the three of you has divine power, then let me die together!"
The grass demon Yunmeng endured the severe pain in his heart, clenched his hands into fists, and summoned the vine grass in the sea.
These tiny vines condensed into three thick vines, which stabbed towards the confidants of Zhou Feng and the others one by one.
With a swipe, these three thick vines, carried by the huge tsunami waves, were as fast as the green snakes swimming on the ground, and in an instant they came to the front of Zhou Feng and the others.
The grass demon Yunmeng lowered his clenched fist, and these thick vines penetrated into the bodies of Zhou Feng and the others.
Just when the vine grass wanted to continue to penetrate into the bodies of the three of them, Zhou Feng and the others finally opened their eyes!
After the mirror space was chopped into pieces with a sword, the immortal power of the three others also rebounded to the grass demon Yunmeng, knocking the grass demon Yunmeng away to the stone bench in the sea.
After the mirror space was shattered, the broken Dust Sword and Xinghai Stick were restored again, intact as before.
Zhou Feng was holding the Duan Chen Sword, and when the grass demon Yunmeng was injured, he slashed at the waist of the grass demon Yunmeng with a sword.
In the blind spot where Zhou Yan and Luo Xiyao couldn't see, the blazing flames and ice fairy energy on the Duan Chen Sword also suddenly stood out, contaminating the body of the grass demon Yun Meng.
The grass demon Yunmeng, who was restrained by the Samsara Broken Mirror Artifact, neglected to take precautions, and was also affected by the dust-breaking fairy energy in Zhou Feng's hand, which affected the origin of his demonic power.
The vine grass demon clothes on it also began to be gradually torn apart by the two kinds of immortal energy.
Zhou Feng's move obviously angered the grass demon Yunmeng again, so the grass demon Yunmeng shouted loudly, and his hair began to grow longer.
She used the floating of the sea water to turn the long hair into vines, hoping to sweep away the Duan Chen Sword in Zhou Feng's hand and make the Duan Chen Sword her own.
The crazily growing demon hair also moved quickly towards the location of the Red Sky Sword and Xinghai Stick. The grass demon Yunmeng wanted to steal the fairy weapons from everyone's hands.
Zhou Feng looked at the wildly growing demon hair and was well prepared. In the mirror time and space, he discovered the weakness of the grass demon Yunmeng.
Although the grass demon Yunmeng's vine grass magic is very powerful, the grass demon still needs the help of vine grass.
If all the vines and grass around him were removed, what else could the grass demon Yunmeng use to deal with them?
He has also learned this colorful pupil technique. Does the grass demon Yunmeng have any other tricks? He couldn't take it lightly just yet.
Zhou Feng looked at the lush vines under his feet. Immortal energy began to flow out of the fist in his hand. He moved the flame-like aura to the Duanchen Sword again. He wanted to burn all the vines.
The ground is full of wildfires, and the spring breeze blows again and again, but this Nine Netherworld Sea is a special area. His flame energy is at least derived from the divine weapon Wentian Sword. This vine grass seems to be very afraid of the artifact. breath.
