Ji Haoyue and Pang Bo met together, and there was a slutty Tu Fei beside them. The three of them faced a group of outstanding religious figures, plus He Chou, the Yin-Yang Holy Son, and the war was about to break out.
Hundreds of miles away, on the other side of the mountain where Ji Yiyun was, Duan De, Fat Paper, stared at Pang Bo again and again, always feeling a little impressed. It was only then that he recognized Pang Bo, whom he had met once before.
"Isn't this big demon a friend of Ye Fan's destined person? Why has he become so powerful now? It's really strange. We haven't seen each other for a few years, and now he has become a master of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!" Then, where did he look after himself? He muttered: "Forget about that young Ye Fan boy, why are his friends so perverted? How weird!"
Although Ji Yiyun had been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, part of his attention had been on Duan De. Others could not attract his attention. His spiritual consciousness heard Duan De talking to himself and couldn't help but smile.
"Haha... Is Ye Fan the destined one? I'm afraid it's not you who is the destined one!" Ji Yiyun chuckled. He looked at Duan De's chubby body and thought of the story of Ye Fan knocking Duan De's black brick, and his heart couldn't help but rise. There's something strange about it.
Judging from the current time, Duan De's good days will soon come to an end. Ye Fan, Dongfang Ye, and Princess Yuehua Dynasty, known as the third most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou, are the three of them hitting Duan De's black bricks during this period. It's time. Update without error@
A battle broke out between Ji Haoyue and Pang Bo and a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect such as Yin Yang Saint He Chou, plus a soy sauce Tu Fei.
"boom……"
The two parties collided with each other, and the laws of divine power intertwined in the sky. Once in contact, except for the peak in the vision of the rising moon on the sea, the mountains and rocks within a hundred miles were shattered, rivers and lakes evaporated, and the jungle fell...
Divine light burst out, the heaven and earth were turbulent, swords flashed, figures jumped vertically and horizontally, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
"Destroy the form, destroy the god..."
Pang Bo held a black long sword in one hand and used the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes continuously to obliterate the various patterns that struck the vision of the rising moon in the sea. He made a fist with one hand and punched a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect. .
"Rumble..."
The fist seals take the form of dragons, crocodiles, flowers, trees, etc. They all take form. Every time a blow is struck, only a few of the enemy can resist it alone. The rest have to work together to block Pang Bo's domineering fist seals.
"Holy Son of Yin Yang, don't you want the opportunity that my brother and sister have? Why don't you come and get it?"
With a stern look on her face, Ji Haoyue handed over a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect to Pang Bo, while she fought against He Chou, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang.
Each punch and palm contains the power of the vision, which resonates with the bright moon that rises over the sea. The moonlight flows like a gurgling stream, covering itself like a god king resurrected.
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, made up his mind to temporarily avoid the sharp attack, and flew out a light curtain from his body, blocking it in front of him, blocking Ji Haoyue's attack.
"boom……"
A terrifying wave came, a blazing brilliance shone down, and an ancient mirror hung in the air, emitting trembling waves.
"An imitation of the Yin Yang Ancient Mirror!" Ji Haoyue frowned slightly at the sudden appearance of the weapon.
"kill!"
Ji Haoyue shouted loudly, then moved her hands and struck one after another. The fist mark was crushed across the air, and then she pinched out the Great Void Slash and breathed out the innate energy.
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, blocked the front with an imitation of the ancient mirror of Yin and Yang, and the laws of divine power poured into it.
"Dangdangdang..."
The bronze mirror was struck like a big bell, and the sound waves penetrated the ears like thunder. The attacking power of the impact passed through both sides of Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou, sweeping the world.
Wherever the ripples passed, the clouds in the sky were instantly scattered, and the peaks on the earth collapsed. The mountains were shattered, and the rocks turned into quicksand and dust. They were impacted by the overflowing power and swept across the sky. The sand and dust Instead of clouds, the sky and the earth erect a wall of wind and sand, a grayish-yellow color.
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, was protected by the imitation ancient mirror of Yin and Yang. Facing Ji Haoyue's furious attack, his body was shaken and his body was splitting as he fell backwards. He was obviously not feeling well. He vomited blood at the mouth and his clothes were red.
After a wave of attacks, Ji Haoyue stood in the air, his chest heaving up and down, breathing slightly. The high-intensity attack was a heavy burden for him, and he was still injured, but he had only suppressed it temporarily.
"Don't you want the opportunity I got in the ancient cave? Now.
Shrinking, how can you snatch it from me? "Ji Haoyue said in a deep voice.
The aura on his body became even stronger. In the vision of the rising moon on the sea, the bright moon rose from the blue sea and hung high in the sky, as if it had replaced the position of the sun and stars. The moonlight scattered, washing the heaven and earth, white and holy.
Ji Haoyue wanted to make a quick decision. The previous conspiracy by Yin Yang Saint Son He Chou and a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect gave him an ominous premonition.
"Haha... Ji Haoyue, with your cultivation in Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, wants to break through the Yin-Yang Mirror imitation, it's really fantastic! I admit that you are stronger than me, so what, you still can't escape today!" Although Yin-Yang Saint He Chou His body was stained red by blood and he was in a very embarrassed state, but he was smiling happily at this time.
He made it clear that he did not want to fight Ji Haoyue head-on. The enemy advanced and we retreated, trying to delay the time. In a short time, he went back hundreds of miles. There was a mirror around him to protect him. Without external help, Ji Haoyue alone could Haoyue's own strength cannot break through that mirror.
"brush!"
Ji Haoyue used the Great Void Technique, and her figure disappeared from the spot. The bright moon rising from the sea also became like a mirror, a flower in the water, and became fainter.
Little Black Bear and Ji Ziyue, who were at the peak of the sea, were having a lively conversation with each other again, turning into a frozen picture. Then the picture shattered and disappeared into the void with Ji Haoyue.
"Great Void Technique!"
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, was so awe-inspiring that he did not dare to stay where he was. After moving across dozens of miles, he did not stop. He crossed dozens of miles again, and within a few seconds, he kept changing positions.
It's a pity that facing Ji Haoyue who can escape into the void, these are completely useless. After the Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou moved sideways several times, he paused for a moment.
Ji Haoyue walked out of the void behind him, and struck the void with a big handprint covering the sky. Then a sea descended, and a bright moon hung high. The scattered moonlight was like a cage, shrouding the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou.
At the same time, a mirror also appeared in Ji Haoyue's palm, with a sky-blue frame. The face of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, was reflected in the mirror, completely locking it.
"No...how could you carry the Ancient Void Mirror with you?"
Seeing this azure mirror, enveloped by the aura of death, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, turned pale with fear, and no longer looked as calm as before.
But he soon discovered an abnormality. Although this mirror had a force and pressure, it did not have the imperial power of the Void Mirror.
"No! This is not the Supreme Emperor's weapon. Ji Haoyue, you can't kill me!"
The Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, sacrificed the ancient mirror and continued to protect himself. Then a fiery red spear appeared in his hand and stabbed into the void cage.
"Can't kill you? Just rely on the imitation Yin-Yang ancient mirror in your hand?" Ji Haoyue looked indifferent and said calmly: "You know nothing about the difference between imperial weapons and holy weapons, and the same is true for the imitations between the two. !”
After that, Ji Haoyue's divine power and the power of vision poured into the azure imitation void mirror, and a stream of cyan light shot out, piercing the void and pointing directly at the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou himself.
"Uncle Haoyue is so handsome. What you said is so good. That fellow Yin Yang Holy Son knows nothing about the power of the Great Emperor's family!" The little black bear waved the flag and shouted for Ji Haoyue during the vision of the rising moon on the sea. .
