"Uncle Haoyue, beat him to death..." Little Black Bear wanted to say something more. Just as he spoke, he saw a blue light flashing from the void in front of He Chou, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang. The extremely condensed divine light struck the imitation Yin and Yang. On the ancient mirror.
"Crack!"
The black and white ancient mirror was radiant, the mirror body was cracked, like a broken glass mirror, and there was a hole in the middle.
"puff……"
That ray of green light penetrated the body of He Chou, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, and blood burst out from his chest. Blood was brought out by the blue light from behind, gushing out like a spring.
He groaned, his whole body tensed up, his face was ferocious, and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream in pain.
The imitation void mirror emits a ray of green light from top to bottom, like a spear, lifting the Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou and inserting it into the earth from a thousand meters above the ground.
The large area with a radius of ten miles was shaken by the impact of green light energy, and the entire area seemed to be overturned!
In an instant, the green light dissipated, leaving a burning trace in the sky, and then the Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou was blasted down from the sky.
"Rumble..."
The earth shook. The ground cracked, several streams of magma erupted from the ground, and thick smoke billowed.
"Ji Haoyue!"
A roar from the Yin-Yang Holy Son He Chou came from the ground, and then the earth was broken open, and the buried Yin-Yang Holy Son He Chou rushed out.
His body was in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and blood was flowing from the hole in his chest, which was in the process of healing. It seemed that although he was seriously injured, the source of it was not injured.
Without saying a word, Ji Haoyue raised her hand and made a seal directly. The law of divine power fell down, the brilliance of her palms flowed, the power of the void gathered rapidly, and then she slapped it down with one palm.
"Buzz!"
The air in the entire sky was compressed, the air waves rolled, spread like ripples, and the wind surged.
It was still the Great Hand Seal of the Void, but what was different about this strike was that Ji Haoyue had already expected this scene, and all his power was concentrated in one strike.
"No!"
At this time, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, panicked. He looked at the oncoming palm prints, blocking all his paths. The only way out was to carry it hard.
In panic, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, raised the fiery red spear and the cracked replica of the Yin and Yang ancient mirror, and the Great Handprint of the Void appeared.
"Bang..."
There was a loud noise, and the first person to come into contact was the ancient mirror. The imitation Yin-Yang ancient mirror, which was originally made of extraordinary materials, had been cracked by the imitation Void Mirror and exploded on the spot.
The fragments of the ancient mirror shot out in all directions, piercing the void, the earth, and the mountain peaks. The energy flowed wildly, sweeping away all obstacles.
"when……"
Then, the big handprint of the void was slapped on the fiery red spear, and the divine patterns on the spear flickered and broke.
"Click..."
Finally, the fiery red spear lost its luster, its divine lines dimmed, and it broke into two pieces.
"boom……"
The big hand seal of the void, which still had a lot of power left, was firmly stamped on the body of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou, and swatted him back into the earth like a fly.
The earth trembled, like an earth dragon turning over, huge waves of sand and rocks rose to the sky, and even the magma was pushed back to the ground and stopped flowing.
This sudden change attracted everyone's attention. Whether it was a group of melon-eating people in the distance, or Pang Bo, Tu Fei and a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect who were fighting, they all stopped and looked towards Ji Haoyue.
"The Holy Son of Yin Yang was defeated so quickly? This Ji Haoyue is too strong! It only took a few dozen rounds!"
"No! You are wrong. It should be said that the Holy Son of Yin and Yang was beaten for dozens of rounds. In the end, when Ji Haoyue used that azure mirror, all his methods were of no avail, and he was defeated miserably!"
"It's too scary. Is this a child of the Great Emperor's family? Even the saints of great religions like the Yin-Yang Sect can't survive a hundred rounds!"
Many melon-eating monks were shocked when they witnessed the whole process. Some of them opened their mouths so wide that they could fit an egg in them.
"escape!"
A group of outstanding disciples of the great religion who fought against Pang Bo and Tu Fei
Zi, at this time, he realized what he was doing. When one person screamed and ran away, everyone gave up and continued to fight to the end, and fled in all directions.
The so-called flying away when disaster strikes is the best portrayal of them at this moment. Normally, fellow Taoists are in harmony with each other, but now they are dead Taoist friends but poor Taoists.
Under the surprised gazes of Pang Bo and Tu Fei, a group of outstanding disciples of the great sect, wishing they had more legs, ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Tu Fei looked down at several outstanding disciples of the great sect lying in the pit, smiled evilly, and then with a smile on his face, he said playfully: "You fellow Taoists abandoned them and ran away, why don't you guys follow them?"
"..." Several outstanding disciples of the great religion were lying in the deep pit, their faces were ashen, and they fell in a pool of blood. They wanted to run away, but they were seriously injured by Pang Bo. Could they crawl away?
Tu Fei felt bored when he saw how many people were being slaughtered. He looked at Pang Bo and asked, "Kill them all!"
Pang Bo shook his head, but he felt that something was wrong. Letting a few people go like this would be too advantageous for them, so he said, "Just kill them and let them go!"
"Brother Pang Bo, this is a great idea! Really great!" Tu Fei smiled and gave Pang Bo a thumbs up.
"You can't do this to me, you'd better kill me!" After hearing the conversation between Pang Bo and Tu Fei, the Binxing monk from Beiyuan Ice Shrine changed his face from ashen to death.
For monks, destroying them is more uncomfortable than killing them. Losing their cultivation means suffering for the rest of their lives. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
"Hehe... It doesn't matter what you said. Since you chose to stop Brother Haoyue and become our enemy, you should have the consciousness after failure!" Tu Fei rubbed his hands, smiled and landed in front of the Holy Son of Beiyuan Ice Shrine, squatting down He stopped and reached out to pat his face.
"What a miserable person! Haha!" Tu Fei shook off the blood in disgust and laughed happily.
"You..." The Holy Son of Ice God Palace glared at Tu Fei and gritted his teeth.
"What are you, you'd better say goodbye to your cultivation!" Tu Fei's palms were filled with brilliance, and he slowly pressed towards the position of the Holy Son of the Ice Palace, the Sea of Bitterness.
The expression of the Holy Son of the Ice God Palace changed drastically. He struggled to avoid it and said in a panic: "Wait a minute! I have something to say!"
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. You can continue to ask if you are done with it!" Tu Fei's gesture remained unchanged, and he continued to press down. The law of divine power restrained the Holy Son of the Ice God Palace and prevented him from moving arbitrarily. .
"Don't come here..."
The Holy Son of Ice God Palace was frightened, his face was bloodless and pale, and he was extremely frightened, and said quickly: "As for the important matter of your comfort, don't destroy my cultivation, I will say, if you destroy me, you will kill me, Don’t even think about me opening my mouth!”
"Fuck! You think I'm so scared, Brother Fei! I don't believe I can't cure you!" Tu Fei said angrily, pressing his palms on the abdomen of the Holy Son of Ice Palace, and the laws of divine power were swallowing up.
When Pang Bo heard the words of the Holy Son of Ice God Palace, he frowned and felt increasingly uneasy. He stopped Tu Fei and said, "Tu Fei, stop it first. Let him say it first. If he lies to us, we can stop him at any time. Don’t be in a hurry!”
