The brightness of the fire pattern mirror became bigger and bigger, and except for Tang Mengrao, the rest of the monks around Zuihou could only see a white scorching light. The white scorching light couldn't even sweep the divine consciousness into it, and it seemed that the divine consciousness would immediately turn into nothingness.

A moment later, the scorching light of the Fire Pattern Mirror began to transform the white light ripples of the city one after another, and those ripples spread out from the Fire Pattern Mirror, completely rolling towards Ye Mo.

A monk who has ascended to the seventh layer is completely shrouded by an attack magic weapon of the ninth layer, and it is strange that he has a chance to live. Except for Tang Mengrao and Su Jingwen, almost all the monks were speculating whether Ye Mo was completely melted by this fire pattern mirror.

But soon the people around him didn't think like this, although Ye Mo's 'purple livel' was split out behind the fire pattern mirror, but that brilliant purple light stood out. That purple light was extremely gorgeous, but it did not fade at all under the terrifying light of the Fan Fu Fire Pattern Mirror, but became more and more gorgeous.

When the purple rainbow and the white light of the fire pattern mirror collided together, the white light ripples emitted by the fire pattern mirror were actually pushed away by the purple rainbow, and then dissipated and overflowed.

At this time, a piercing 'chirp' broke out from the place where Bai Mang and Zihong collided.

The white light of the fire pattern mirror, which was still dazzling just now, was dissipated by Ye Mo's purple rainbow in a blink of an eye, revealing a huge fire pattern mirror suspended in the air.

Fan Fu saw that Ye Mo could melt away the white glow of his fire pattern mirror with one knife, and he was stunned for a moment, and before he could move again, Ye Mo's 'purple sword' slashed again, and the phantom cloud split knife.

"How daring." With an angry shout, he couldn't imagine that Ye Mo was unharmed under his fire pattern mirror, and dared to take the opportunity to counterattack, and he was suddenly even more angry.

The fire pattern mirror was sacrificed again, and this time the white mangs were more than twice as strong as just now. At this moment, the surrounding people can see that Fan Fu has not used all his strength just now. However, the views of the people around Ye Mo have also changed greatly, even if Fan Fu does not use all his strength, Ye Mo can retreat under the fire pattern mirror with a monk of the seventh layer, which is obviously not a simple matter.

But Ye Mo sneered. If you change it to yourself, it is in the middle of the tripod. Under such a blazing white glow of the Fire Pattern Mirror, he could only retreat. But now, Ye Mo didn't have the consciousness of wanting to retreat. The Phantom Cloud Splitting Knife is not over yet, and the Phantom Cloud Xingyi Knife and the Phantom Cloud Array Killing Knife are sacrificed at the same time.

The white ripple glow of the fire pattern mirror is getting more and more abundant, and the temperature is getting higher and higher. However, Ye Mo's 'purple mang' split out more and more, and it became more and more dense, and Zuihou's endless purple mang's sword light had already formed a trapped formation. Block the white glow of the fire pattern mirror, and keep shrinking.

The corners of Fan Fu's eyes twitched, and he had already understood at this time that Ye Mo really had the ability to talk directly to him. When did there be such a god-defying monk? Not only had he not seen it, but he hadn't even heard of it before.

He was already equivalent to shooting with all his might, but he couldn't gain the upper hand.

Looking at more and more, the endless purple rays trapped the white rays of the fire pattern mirror. The monks around him were also shocked. Not to mention those void god monks, even the monks who took the ninth layer and Zhou Yushuang's master were also full of horror. They didn't expect Ye Mo to be so powerful that he could resist the ninth-layer fan Fu of the robbery.

If Fan Fu's attack had been allowed to go up, they would have been killed a long time ago, where could they hold on until now?

Only Fan Fu, who was in the game, understood what was going on, it was not that Ye Mo's true yuan was higher than his true yuan, nor that his divine sense was stronger than himself. It's that the other party's domain is even more perfect than his, and he seems to be fighting on his territory.

This is still secondary. The main thing is: Fan Fu was horrified to find that his own fire pattern mirror and the weakness of his own domain. The other party actually knew it clearly. Every attack and every advance of Ye Mo actually started with his own weakness.

You must not go on like this, if you go on like this, although you can't lose, but as long as you fall behind, you will lose face.

Thinking of this, Fan Fu was about to sacrifice his seven-star killing sword again. But he suddenly found that his divine consciousness was stunned, and before he could secretly scream, he found that the purple rainbow that was still desperately resisting the white light of his fire pattern mirror just now suddenly cracked apart.

Fan Fu's divine consciousness was stunned, and he knew that Ye Mo actually had divine consciousness exercises, and he had just driven away Ye Mo's divine consciousness knife attack, and he saw the purple rainbow that was overflowing just now surrounded again, as if there were general layers of spirituality. And Fan Fu suddenly found that these Zihong, who surrounded again, had formed a simple trap. And on the kitchen knife in the other party's hand, there is a steady stream of purple rainbow light to replenish it, constantly making up for and repairing the dilemma in front of him.

It's not good, it's about trapping yourself. Fan Fu understood this at the same time, a long roar, seven dark cyan flying swords were sacrificed, as soon as the seven flying swords came out, immediately formed a seven-star killing momentum.

Ye Mo sneered, he had long expected that Fan Fu would have a back hand. Even if a monk in the late stage of the Tribulation is inferior to himself, even if he has comprehended the rudiments of the realm, it is obviously not so simple to simply kill a monk of the ninth layer of the Tribulation.

So at the same time that Fan Fu's seven flying swords came out, Ye Mo's Thunder Arc Sword came out.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

More than a dozen thunder arcs fell, and each of these thunder arcs was the thickness of a child's arm, and some were even thicker than a child's arm.

There were some monks around who had seen Ye Mo's Thunder Arc, but at this time, they knew that Ye Mo's Thunder Arc Sword that had killed the Black and White Zhundan King had not used one-tenth of its power at all. Today's Thunder Arc Sword is the real big killer.

The monk of the ninth layer of the Ding Ding next to him shuddered, and at this moment he realized how idiot he was, Ye Mo's method of killing him as a monk of the ninth layer of the Ding Ding was like killing a chicken. It's ridiculous that I thought I had eaten the other party.

The only thing that he didn't understand was that Weishenme Ye Mo was so powerful, he only needed one of the seven golden light balls here?

Also shocked was Zhou Yushuang's master, who stared at Ye Mo's endless methods in a daze. At this moment, he also understood that if he hadn't agreed with Ye Mo to take the seventh golden light ball before, then he might have been killed by Ye Mo now.

What kind of pervert is this, this Thunder Arc Sword is not something that he can resist as a Perfection Cultivator, let alone the terrifying purple rainbow.

He carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and made up his mind that even if Yujian cultivated to a lower monk than him in the future, he would not use the previous mentality to deal with it. If there was another Yujian monk like Ye Mo, it would be terrifying.

Zhou Yushuang was completely stunned at this time, she couldn't believe what she saw with her eyes. She had heard of Fan Fu's power for a long time, but Ye Mo, a young monk, could actually fight against Fan Fu, and even not fall behind at all, which was too beyond her senses.

And Xiao Yi had already shrunk into the middle of some void god monks when Fan Fu came in, and she was also staring at Ye Mo with a shocked face at the moment, and she didn't seem to expect it at all.

And at this moment, Fan Fu broke out in a cold sweat, he couldn't imagine that Ye Mo was still a monk of thunder system exercises, and his thunder system spells were so strong. The thunder arc sword fell one after another, not only with a roaring thunderous sound, but also made him have to block it with all his strength. The Seven Star Killing Sword that was originally going to kill Ye Mo had already formed a protective spoon at this time, and he even sacrificed a defensive shield again.

Ye Mo's Thunder Arc Sword was no less than the Thunder Tribulation, not only was it extremely powerful, but it also had the influence of True Yuan Bondage. How can the current Fan Fu have half a point of despising Ye Mo's thoughts, he knows that if he is not careful, it is not a matter of losing, but to be killed here.

When did such a perverted monk appear? Take advantage of the seventh-layer cultivation and fight with the nine-layer of your own catastrophe, and still have the upper hand? Fan Fu secretly complained in his heart, if he had known that Ye Mo was so perverted, he would never have asked for trouble to find Ye Mo to settle accounts.

Ye Mo knew very well that although it was a little difficult for Fan Fu to resist now, it was difficult for him to kill him. Because of this strength of the Thunder Arc Sword, he can't continue to hit down, once his true yuan is exhausted, and his divine sense can't make up for it, it's time for Fan Fu to fight back.

However, Ye Mo wouldn't be afraid of him, he still had the 'Shadowless' and the Eight Great Tripods unused, and even the 'Purple Eyes Soul Cutting' hadn't been fully used. It's really hard to fight, and it's hard to predict who will die.

Before he looked for Fan Fu to fight, he knew that it was not easy to kill Fan Fu, what he wanted to kill was Yi Yi.

Fan Fu was trapped by his Phantom Cloud Array Killing Knife and Thunder Arc Sword, Ye Mo knew that the time that trapped him would definitely not be long, but at this moment Ye Mo withdrew the 'Purple Limp'.

Just when the rest of the people didn't understand Weishenme At this time, Ye Mo was about to withdraw the main attack magic weapon, but Ye Mo's 'Purple Limp' was split out again.

A long purple rainbow bloomed from Ye Mo's 'purple livel', and it streaked out with the sound of the wind that slightly tore through the space. As soon as the purple mangs came out, they were like a blooming peony flower, and in addition to the different colors, the beauty made all the people around them look sideways.

Phantom Cloud Huashan knife, the knife is bloodthirsty, only advancing and not retreating.

The surrounding monks only noticed the gorgeous beauty, and when the suffocation and depression brought by Zihong came, they shuddered, this is not a beautiful peony flower, this is a sword, it is a bloodthirsty sword.

Yi Yi raised his confused eyes to look at the oncoming purple mang, but he felt that this peony flower was so beautiful, he didn't know that the place where this peony flower bloomed was where he was standing.

Tang Mengrao shook her head and didn't speak, Ye Mo's killing of Yi Yi was already a foregone conclusion, and no one could stop him. She can't, and neither can Fan Fu.

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