"boom!"
From the bronze mirror, a terrifying beam of light rushed out, and the beam of light seemed to have the power to rush into the cosmic starry sky and smash the sun, moon and stars.
Wherever the beam of light goes, nothing will be destroyed and nothing will be broken! As long as the big river is hit by the beam of light, it will explode and evaporate. Not long after, the nine-bend Yellow River array is broken.
"Look at the demon mirror!"
In the distance, someone exclaimed.
The Demon Mirror is a magic weapon at the level of the soldiers of the top emperors. With its full power, it can fight against the powerhouses of the peak of the Emperor Wu. Looking at the cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who can block their soldiers.
Moreover, the Mirror of the Demon is made by imitating the Mirror of the Emperor's Soldier. It has been accompanied by the Mirror all the year round. It already possesses a touch of divinity of the Mirror, and it is three points stronger than the general soldiers of the top emperors.
Even if Zhao Xinggang can't fully exert the power of the mirror, it is extremely terrifying, and few people can match.
Zhao Xinggang let out a long whistle and rose into the sky. Looking at the demon mirror in his hand, the rays of light are scattered, and every ray seems to have the momentum of crushing the universe. The other four followed closely behind him, rushed to the sky, and quickly formed an army to surround the Jade Man.
"The devil, today is your day of death!" Yuanshou said bitterly.
Among them, his strength ranked third, but his injuries were the heaviest. His body was corroded to the bone, and he was beyond recognition and lost his human form.
"It's just you?" The jade man curled his lips in disdain.
"If you don't have a killing formation, you're not just as good!" Yuanshou said in dissatisfaction.
Yurenchui didn't even pay a second glance at Yuanshou, and looked at Zhao Xinggang and said, "Are you going to fight me brightly and neatly, or are you going to use the demon mirror to deceive me?"
Zhao Xinggang snorted: "You set a trap to harm us, and you still want justice? It's a joke. Jade people say that today's situation is entirely your own, and it's not a pity for you to die!"
Zhao Xinggang blew the demon mirror at the jade man, ready to strike him with a fatal blow.
"The jade man blows this, and Zhao Xinggang's strength is no lower than him. Now, how can he resist the army of the top emperor?"
"Unless he also has the soldiers of the top emperor. But the treasures of this level are the ancient forces, which are also very few. Today, he will surely die!"
Everyone is not optimistic about Yurenchui, but Yurenchui is behind his hands, playing with the jade flute, with a calm look.
"I respect you as a hero, I'll let you die decently today!" Zhao Xinggang tried his best to mobilize the mirror, and the mirror began to recover greatly. The terrifying aura was even more terrifying than a volcanic eruption. The light on the mirror is getting more and more intense, as if the sun in the sky is imprisoned in the mirror.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud bell-like voice sounded. The bell sounded distant and desolate, and seemed to come from a ruined temple somewhere.
"puff!"
Zhao Xinggang suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell down. The rest of the people's faces were extremely pale.
"Boom!"
Another bell came. Yuanshou vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Where did the bell come from, how could it be so scary?"
Zhao Xinggang hurriedly threw the demon-illuminating mirror into the sky, and the light and rain fell from the demon-illuminating mirror to protect him, so that he was not affected by the bell.
"Boom!"
The third bell rang.
"what!"
Another person screamed and fell into the mountains. Even if he had covered his ears, it still didn't help.
"Who is it, get out of here!" Yu Mei yelled, his eyes staring like a dead fish's eyes. Three consecutive bells shattered his eight extraordinary meridians. If there was another one, he would surely die.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the west sky, where a figure appeared, an old man, holding a quaint big bell in one hand and stepping into the air.
This is a person as thin as a bamboo pole, and the Taoist robe on his body is tattered, blowing like a jade man, like a beggar. The bell in his hand was tattered, and some parts were polished to a bright spot, as if it was a rotten bell discarded in a temple, and he picked it up.
"Slaying the Immortal Daoist!" Han Yu just walked out of the hall when he saw this scene and couldn't help being stunned.
"Why did Daoist Slaughter come here?" Han Yu looked at Daoist Slaughter, and then at Jade Man Blowing. Judging from the way they were dressed, they really looked like the same family, both from the "beggar gang".
"Boom!"
The bell rang again, Yu Mi vomited blood and fell into the mountains.
The sound of this bell was uploaded from the broken bell held by Daoist Killing Immortals, and the broken bell did not ring itself.
Everyone stared blankly at Daoist Slaughtering Immortal, shocked in their hearts. The broken clock he was holding was tattered like his clothes, but no one dared to look down on him and the broken clock he was holding.
"Hanshan Temple!" Zhao Xinggang spit out these three words slowly. He was really familiar with the person who came. It was the senior brother of Jade Man Blowing.
"Hanshan Temple, Han Yu?" Suddenly, Zhao Xinggang's heart moved, "In the past, when the Jade Man blew and rescued Han Yu, he said that Hanshan Temple and Han Yu had some relationship. Could it be that this Hanshan Temple is also from the small Han family in Jingzhou. ? Hanshan Temple has been in the world for more than 200 years, no one knows his origin, maybe it is... "
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that such a character would appear in that little family in the barren land. It seems that the old man really underestimated that family!"
In Zhao Xinggang's heart, there were quite a few waves. From the words that the jade man blew, he thought of a lot.
"Zhao Xinggang, what the hell do you want to kill my junior brother, do you want to die?" Han Shan Temple, the Taoist Slaughterer, strode over, staring at him, feeling rather indignant and arrogant.
"Hmph, your junior brother is risking the world's great injustice, maintaining the Heaven-devouring Demon Body, and everyone gets it and kills it!" Zhao Xinggang suppressed the shock in his heart and responded strongly.
"Really take yourself seriously!" Han Shansi's arm shook, and the big bell he held hit Zhao Xinggang.
This broken bell is more than ten feet high, and it is dilapidated, but when it moves, it is like a majestic mountain.
Zhao Xinggang shouted loudly, urging the mirror, and a terrifying beam of light shot out from the mirror, hitting the broken bell.
"Boom!"
The broken bell rang loudly, the beam of light shattered, and finally the broken bell slammed into the mirror.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and the demon mirror was hit and flew upside down, smashing several mountains one after another. Zhao Xinggang was shocked and coughed up blood and retreated in horror.
The broken bell went forward and rolled towards Zhao Xinggang.
"Ah?" Zhao Xinggang was so frightened that the souls of the dead were blown away, and he shouted in horror. Even looking at the demon mirror can't stop this broken bell, how can he resist.
Hanshan Temple raised his hand, and the broken bell flew back. Zhao Xinggang escaped and couldn't help gasping for breath. Looking at Hanshan Temple, I saw the contempt on Hanshan Temple's face, and his face flushed for a while.
Hanshan Temple obviously disdains to kill him.