1231. Siege

"Brother Dao, don't make the same mistakes again and again." Emperor Yang sighed, and at the same time held up the lamp in the mirror with one hand, and grabbed Yinghuoji with the other hand.

Ying Huoji didn't have the heart to talk to him, so she flicked the tail of the eucalyptus and hit Yang Di's palm.

Yangdi's palm changed, light and shadow intersected, and the palm of his hand was shining brightly, and a fiery red pole rushed out from it.

The shape of the long pole is exactly the same as the tail of Yinghuohalberd, even the strength and artistic conception are different.

Under the collision, the bodies of both sides vibrated together.

Emperor Yang withdrew his palm, and the fiery red pole and the light in his hand dissipated at the same time.

After the light disappeared, there were faint burn marks on his palm.

It is also the authentic inheritance of the Taoist sect, and Yinghuoji has been successful for thousands of years. Although it was suppressed by others and wasted a lot of time in the Dragon Tomb, it is still much older than Emperor Zhuyang.

Emperor Zhuyang was not discouraged either, he held the lamp in the mirror with his other hand, and the candlelight reflected in the ancient mirror shook violently.

Then a series of milky white flames flew out of it and fell towards Yinghuoji.

Yinghuoji turned around and slashed, the crimson flame broke through the milky white fire rain.

But at this moment, under the swaying candlelight in the ancient mirror, the red Fang Tian painted halberd was reflected, and then broke out of the mirror, and collided with Yinghuo halberd again.

Emperor Yang's eyes were solemn, and his own immortal energy rolled down, combining with the lamp in the mirror.

He practiced Qingxu morality and passed it down from the real monarch, and at the same time he possessed the mysteries of many unique schools such as Qingxu moral alchemy book, Fan Tianshu, Yinyang Tianshu, and Senluo Vientiane Tianshu.

From this, a method of turning the mirror to the sun and the candle to the universe has been refined, which is infinitely varied and graceful.

The artistic conception of the power of the lamp in the fairy soldier mirror is in the same line as it.

Now he himself is urging this unique technique, and with the combination of the two, the power of the reflection in the mirror seems to be no less powerful than the real Yinghuoji.

The two sides collided, and Ying Huo Ji didn't get any advantage.

On the contrary, small milky white flames flew out continuously, drifting towards the real Yinghuoji.

The flame seemed to be light and flimsy, and it seemed harmless.

But Ying Huo Ji clearly knew the destructive power in it,

No block, no evasion, no cover or block, no true immortal from the Sanqing sect will have a good time.

What's more, a finger without warning appeared on the side of Ying Huo Ji, as if passing through the boundaries of time and space.

Innate Wutai, Absolute Beginning God Finger!

Emperor Jin in black!

On the surface of Yinghuohalberd, all the flames suddenly converged.

In the void, there was only one Fang Tian painted halberd carved with dragon patterns, and the whole body was red.

On the surface of the Euphorbia, a faint streamer flashed.

This bit of brilliance finally fell on the top of the halberd.

Then Yinghuoji drew a graceful arc in the air.

At this moment, he was no longer as fierce and violent as before.

Its movements can no longer be defined by rigidity or softness, nor is it simply a combination of rigidity and softness.

Instead, it went beyond it, slid a fiery red curve, first flicked away the entanglement of the lights in the mirror, then took advantage of the situation to avoid the rain of white candlelight, and finally precisely tapped on the fingertip of the black-clothed Jindi's index finger.

The bodies of both sides shook at the same time, and each bounced back.

And after bouncing away, the Yinghuohal once again crossed the graceful trajectory, narrowly passing the mirror light of Emperor Yang's follow-up pursuit.

With the help of this burst, Yinghuoji quickly traveled through time and space, and fled to the other side.

His goal was another true immortal emperor who was born in the Immortal Court.

There are a total of six immortal court experts who came here.

Five of them teamed up to set up battle formations, communicate with each other, leverage each other, and echo each other with formations.

The remaining one was vacant.

It was the woman who was the first to make a move before, releasing a silver-white summer light to intercept Ying Huo Ji's path.

Seeing Ying Huo Ji rushing towards her, the woman sneered: "Take me as a persimmon?"

"You heretics are always proud of the petty gains in front of you, and you are complacent, arrogant, but you must know that there are no absolutes!"

She suddenly shortened, letting the edge of Yinghuoji pass, and then punched Yinghuoji's body from the side.

The silver light shone on its fist, like a bright silver spear.

Borrowing punches to display marksmanship, volleying horizontally, hitting the middle of Ying Huoji's waist, hitting his strength fulcrum, his vision is not vicious!

The edge of Yinghuoji flashed, and the red flame inside burst out, forming a billowing wave, which made the woman's fist slow down.

However, Ying Huo Ji's forward pace also slowed down a bit.

He turned his blade and slashed at the opponent head-on.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The woman didn't evade this time, she used her fist as a gun, went straight up and down, and fought hard with Yinghuoji!

When the two sides collided, they were both startled and retreated.

The woman looked down at her hand, there was a red mark on it, but no blood was seen.

A pure killing weapon like the Yinghuohalberd, regardless of the materials used for refining, regardless of other characteristics, in terms of hardness and sharpness, it must be better than fairy soldiers such as the lamp in the mirror and the Sitai Xiantian Banner.

This woman used her own fist to shake it hard, it is no different from a mortal using flesh and blood to resist the cold sword, gun, sword and halberd.

"That's all." She sneered.

Yinghuoji had just fought recklessly against Emperor Zhuyang and Emperor Jin in black, who had the lamp in the mirror of the fairy soldier, and couldn't relieve their breath, and it was already at the end of their strength.

But he didn't bother with the other party on this issue, he just asked calmly: "What's the name?"

The woman said indifferently: "Ruan Mingyan in the Immortal Court, the emperor is named Hanlei, and enjoys the incense of Yuangong, Fangchi, Ziyuan, Yuban, and Gaozhen five fairylands."

Ying Huoji nodded: "You are indeed different from other heretic warriors. Over the years, I have seen geniuses like you, or even better than you, who were delayed in the end."

"It's a pity that you are so talented."

Emperor Yang and Emperor Jin in black didn't change their expressions, they were noncommittal to Ying Huoji's conversation with the woman.

Ruan Mingyan said coldly: "You are not ashamed to speak out, a thing like you who does not know how to advance and retreat, and who does not know whether to live or die, does not even need to be transformed. Destruction is your only destination."

"I heard that you died once back then, and you were reborn with a weapon in your last breath. You have lived until now. Today, let's make it your second death day."

While she was speaking, the other five Immortal Court Great Emperors formed an formation and attacked together.

The five true immortals are not from the same sect, they each practice different martial arts.

But at this moment, under the impetus of the battle formation, each other's martial art conception is divided into five elements, and the momentum is connected and circulated endlessly.

In this way, the immortal qi of different schools that were originally unconnected faintly united, as if they had merged into one.

Terrifying forces attacked Yinghuoji from five directions together.

Ying Huoji responded calmly, using Lianhuan, one blow was faster than one blow, looking for the slight gap when the opponent's formation was in operation, to break the opponent's ultimate move.

But at this time, Emperor Yang and Emperor Jin in black had already attacked again.

"Brother Dao, you have no chance of winning, so leave with the poor." Emperor Yang still needs to persuade.

But halfway through the speech, he suddenly stopped.

Because he felt that there was a sudden fluctuation in the void in the distance, between the ruins of the Heavenly Court Shrine. To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: