You must know that Zixia Holy Land is a treasure land.
It would seem difficult to use up all his strength for a while.
The power of the dragon head lasted for a long time, and some people in the fairy ship seemed to be very impatient.
A heavy cold snort came.
Although it was just a cold snort, the sound was like thunder, penetrating directly through the layers of void.
Immediately, a huge palm stretched out from the fairy ship.
This big palm condensed and swallowed a vast ocean of spiritual energy, then shattered the void and hit the protective shield of Zixia Holy Land heavily.
There was a "boom".
The entire protective shield shook violently, and "clicking" sounds continued to sound.
I saw cracks appearing in the protective shield, and then there was another "bang".
The protective shield was completely shattered.
"An existence at the level of a holy king," the Great Sage Mingjing said solemnly with his eyes focused.
As soon as he took action, the protective shield was shattered with one blow.
Not everyone can achieve this kind of strength.
At the very least, the Great Sage Ming Jing believed that he was incapable of breaking into pieces with one blow.
When the protective shield was broken, the huge fairy ship stayed in the void, its dragon head staring at the people below.
Especially Zi Yan, who was inside the altar, saw this scene and heard a mighty voice coming from the fairy ship.
"Sage Zixia, when you stole my Holy Court's most precious reincarnation altar, you also destroyed half of the Paradise of Gods.
I didn't care about killing you originally, but you actually wanted to rebuild your life again.
Today I will completely destroy the Zixia Holy Land and put an end to your thoughts. "
But Ziyan was at a critical moment, and the altar was pregnant with her three souls, so she naturally couldn't answer.
In the fairy ship, Zhang Huanjin's figure slowly walked out.
Behind him were two servants of the emperor.
When he travels, the emperor is nothing more than a servant.
His eyes swept across Xu Zimo and everyone. Although he knew the name of the Demon Lord, he did not recognize Xu Zimo.
After all, the two of them have never met in a real sense.
"Aren't you from Zixia Holy Land?" Zhang Huanjin asked calmly.
"A nameless cultivator will not be in the eyes of the Holy King," the Great Sage Mingjing said with a chuckle.
"Since you are not from the Zixia Holy Land, our Holy Court is mighty and mighty, but we also know right from wrong and do not kill.
If you retreat now, I can pretend that nothing has happened," Zhang Huanjin said.
"The Holy King is generous. It's a pity that since we are entrusted by others, there is no reason to retreat," the Great Sage Mingjing shook his head.
"Then I will destroy you all," Zhang Huanjin snorted coldly.
With a slap of his big palm, the wind and clouds in the sky gathered.
The power in the palm was powerful, as if the whole sky was angry, and the big palm fell again.
"Fighting alone, we are definitely no match for him," said the Demon Refining Saint.
"It doesn't have to be a winner or loser, it just needs to hold them back for half an hour," said the Great Sage Mirror.
"I'll go first."
The mirror in his hand opened, and powerful power surged.
"Condensing the Void."
A ray of light shot out from the mirror and directly reflected on Zhang Huanjin's body.
Wherever this light went, the void completely solidified.
This is not simply to imprison the void, but to involve the power of all the voids around them, squeezing them together.
It's like condensing a piece of void with the power of all emptiness.
Although Zhang Huanjin was condensed, his palm was still captured.
The Demon Refining Saint next to him picked up the gourd and gave a soft drink.
"Treasure gourd, collect it."
That palm turned into invisible power and was sucked into the gourd.
"Holy King, it's been a long time since my precious gourd has absorbed such a powerful force," the Demon Refining Saint chuckled.
Zhang Huanjin didn't care, he just looked at the mirror in the hand of the Great Sage.
Said: "What a treasure, an innate treasure, born from heaven and earth."
Speaking of this, Zhang Huanjin looked at the Great Sage Mingjing carefully and said: "No wonder your holy name is Mingjing, you are the holy mirror."
"The Holy King's eyes are as bright as a torch," the Great Sage Ming Jing was awestruck at the sight of seeing through his heels, but he still smiled.
His bright mirror is truly remarkable, and it is his companion magic weapon.
To be precise, he is not human.
Rather, it is a precious mirror between heaven and earth, which eventually transforms into a human form and attains enlightenment as a great sage.
"With such a being, if you enter my holy court, you should have a bright future, but unfortunately you are on the opposite side," Zhang Huanjin said.
Sword aura spread all over his body, and the two servants holding swords behind him raised their hands, and the long sword cut through the silent void and fell directly in front of him.
At this moment, the so-called condensed void was directly shattered, and what surrounded him was a sea of swords.
The endless sea of swords.
"Cut with one sword," Zhang Huanjin stretched out his right finger. On his fingertips, thousands of sword intentions and countless seas of swords all condensed.
Forming a very small long sword.
He made a slight stroke, and with such a small sword intention, he pierced the sky directly and killed him at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The Great Sage of Mirror quickly blocked his mirror in front of him.
With a "click" sound, the sword's intention stirred up the mirror, and actually shattered the mirror directly.
"This..." Everyone around looked horrified.
The power of one blow is so terrifying.
"This is the Holy King," the Demon Refining Saint muttered to himself.
"You simply don't understand how big the gap was between us before," Zhang Huanjin stood high in the sky, looking down at everyone.
Said: "The mayfly shakes the tree, but it is vulnerable to a blow."
Even the Great Sage Ming Jing himself was shocked.
He looked at the broken mirror, his eyes clear.
At this moment, his pupils disappeared, and the only thing left was the reflection like a mirror.
Everything in the world seems to be reflected in his eyes.
"I have a bright mirror that can illuminate the sky of eternity."
Around the Great Sage of the Mirror, the majestic holy power is like a sea, constantly spurting out mirror light.
The real life behind him appeared, it was a simple and huge mirror.
Above the mirror, two huge objects hovered.
A dragon and a phoenix.
Dragons and phoenixes intertwined together, seeming to be swallowing the essence of heaven and earth.
The bright mirror magnified several times again and shone on Zhang Huanjin's body.
"Exile," he whispered.
I saw that the void around Zhang Huanjin began to swallow him continuously, not to kill him.
But to banish him into a deeper dimension.
Once exiled, it would take a very long time to come back.
At this moment, the power of exile was confronting Zhang Huanjin's own power.
One side wants to banish, the other wants to imprison the void.
"The Holy King is indeed powerful," the Great Sage Ming Jing gave Zhang Huanjin a deep look.
You must know his power of banishment, which is difficult for a great saint of the same realm to resist.
"Forced banishment," he whispered again.
The power of exile has increased a bit.
"It's really amazing. It's a pity that you met me," Zhang Huanjin said calmly.
"Believe me, I can kill you before being banished."
