A purple qi slowly led out along the miserable white beam, and the purple qi faintly appeared in the shape of a dragon, dozens of zhang long, only the dragon tail was still swinging in the dragon emperor's primordial spirit, and the dragon's head was only a millimeter away from the mirror surface of the eight mirrors.

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the void, and ten thousand rays of light rose from the depths of the enchantment, piercing through the black gas, illuminating half of the Heavenly Divine Kingdom, and countless falling cherry blossom petals began to spontaneously combust without wind, turning into a little bit of ash, and the enchantment that was originally as stable as Mount Tai seemed to have suddenly encountered the invasion of a super earthquake, the earth shook and the mountains shook, the sky collapsed, and even the unprepared Shinto sect leader couldn't stand on his feet, and he retreated again and again, he shouted in horror: "What's going on?!" ”

Before the words fell, a figure flashed out of the void.

The majestic and surging vitality swept in instantly.

The battle spirit that soared into the sky shocked the audience.

Wang Yang arrived.

The Shinto Sect Master's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "You? No way! How can you possibly get rid of Hyakki Night Walking? ”

Wang Yang didn't look at him, he moved instantly, and reappeared on the back of the Eight Mirrors, and then punched out.

It wasn't that he didn't want to attack from the front, but the miserable white beam of light made him immediately alarm the danger instinct at the first sight, as if the soul would leave the body at any time, this feeling was not so strong even when he faced Zhao Fukong's vampire touch.

This punch had already integrated all the anger that had risen to the extreme, and the power of one punch was enough to shatter the earth.

But when Yachi was hit by this punch, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, and he didn't move.

Although the Shinto Sect Master was surprised by Wang Yang's sudden appearance, he still sneered when he saw this: "The power of the horseman." The wonder of the Eight Mirrors, how can a brave and unscrupulous person like you covet it? No one can stop the plan I've been planning for a long time, hahahaha! ”

Wang Yang's punch was useless, and suddenly his five fingers opened slightly, and he sucked it in the distance, and the Dragon Emperor sword that fell on the ground flew into his palm out of thin air.

Seeing this, the Shinto Sect Master's face changed drastically: "Not good! "Then you will make a gesture to hinder it.

But how fast did Wang Yang move? Before the words fell, a sword fell.

"Boom"

The entire barrier shook violently.

"Poof"

The Shinto sect leader spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Click"

A tremendous force of anti-shock came over like a mountain and a sea, and the saber in Wang Yang's hand came out of his hand and flew straight to a place far away, and Wang Yang's tiger's mouth was actually cracked.

The miserable white beam that was refining the Dragon Emperor suddenly jumped, and then rippled in circles like the water surface being caressed by the wind, the ripples became more and more and bigger, and the humane dragon qi that was firmly bound seemed to have suddenly been shackled, let out a long groan, turned around, and pounced on the Dragon Emperor's almost transparent Yuan Shen, the Dragon Emperor was shocked, and the power of the five elements that was running away suddenly calmed down, and the body that was disintegrating immediately stopped its decline.

"No!"

The Shinto master was stunned.

At this time, the miserable white beam of light went from condensed to diffuse, and finally gradually disappeared. All that was left was a crack in the mirror that ran through the mirror.

Once the dragon qi returned to its position, the Dragon Emperor's injuries immediately recovered most of them, and as for the loss of the Yuan Shen, he naturally couldn't take care of it for a while, because the Shinto Sect Master had completely angered him.

The dignity and imperial authority of the first emperor through the ages, how can a mortal be offended?

He made a move, and the saber that didn't know where it flew flew into the air, and fell straight into his palm, under the urging of mana, a brilliant sword qi more than ten meters long was condensed and formed, in the sword qi, the purple qi loomed, the sword flowed, the sound of the dragon chant was endless, and the black qi that shrouded the enchantment was forced by the sword qi, and they were lined up one after another, and even Wang Yang's surging vitality retreated.

This is already all he can exert in his unfulfilled body at the moment.

He wants to break the Shinto leader into pieces.

But someone shot faster and more violently than him.

An extremely dazzling stream of light hung upside down like a heavenly river, carrying unparalleled power and momentum, and slammed down towards the head of the Shinto sect master.

Turtle School Qigong.

The uncertain Shinto Sect Master was still immersed in the emotion of falling short, and his reaction was a beat slower, but in the enchantment, the Eight Mirrors could automatically protect the Lord, and a huge black disc suddenly appeared from nothing, engulfing all the Turtle Sect Qigong. It's just that Wang Yang's angry Turtle Sect Qigong has reached the limit that the Eight Mirrors can bear, and only a soft click was heard, and there was another crack on the mirror surface of the Eight Mirrors.

But in this way, the Shinto master also recovered.

"Bad for my plan, you all have to die!" In a hoarse roar, the Shinto Sect Master stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the black disc suddenly enlarged, and miserable white arcs flashed from it, and a wave of familiar loud roars rolled in.

"The Regulus Mirror can reverse your attacks! Be careful! The Dragon Emperor's voice suddenly came.

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, and was surprised that the Dragon Emperor would actually remind him, but at the moment of crisis, he only had time to reply: "I know." ”

"Boom ————————"

Sure enough, the Turtle Sect Qigong that Wang Yang had just sent out seemed to have passed through a space-time tunnel, and after turning one hundred and eighty degrees, it roared towards Wang Yang himself.

"Hahahaha! Taste what it's like to be swallowed up by your own power! The Shinto sect leader burst out laughing maniacally.

"Get out of the way!" The Dragon Emperor shouted.

Wang Yang smiled coldly, raised his hand, and took it around and around it lightly, only to see that the massive qigong waves were obediently incorporated into Wang Yang's palm like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and then dissipated into invisibility, as if what had just struck was not a torrent of vitality that destroyed the world, but a little pet that bowed down to his ears; Even the terrifying wind pressure and deafening roar brought by the qigong wave turned into a chilling willow wind, just blowing Wang Yang's hair lightly, such a wonderful and superb method, not only the Shinto Sect Master, but even the Dragon Emperor gasped.

Although there are reasons for the qigong waves emitted by themselves, as an existence standing at the top of the energy system, the control of energy by high-level Saiyans has indeed reached an unbelievable level.

But at this time, no one had the heart to think about this, and the Dragon Emperor, who almost fell because of carelessness, was certainly furious to the extreme; The Shinto sect leader, who fell short because of Wang Yang's interference, was also on the verge of going berserk; Among the three, Wang Yang's reaction was the most intense, because he was on the Loess Plateau, he could touch the racial consciousness more clearly, and he could also experience the humiliation, hatred and pain very deeply, which was enough to be passed down from generation to generation and never forget.

No Chinese can remain calm under such an emotional shock.

The three of them raised their heads at the same time, their eyes exchanged in the air, and they could almost see the sparks that hit out, and no matter whose eyes they were, they were completely filled with thick blood.

This battle will not end.

The vitality is surging like the sea, the mana is surging like a mountain, the thick dead air and the cold black gas are far away, only the cherry blossoms are like rain, but in the eyes of Wang Yangdong Candle Rules, the falling cherry blossoms are clearly red charms, supporting this huge and boundless ghost enchantment.

"In this case, I will do everything to kill both of you, so that I can not only obtain the dragon qi, but also destroy the extremely dangerous enemy of my clan here, and then my trip to the west will be completed. Trump。。。。。。 With the Shinto Master's grim laughter, his figure slowly disappeared into the black air. In the midst of countless ghosts crying wolves, dense ghosts and evil ghosts swarmed from all directions, and the Baqi Giant Snake, which exuded infinite filth and ferocity from all over its body, turned into a rolling black tide surging like a mountain, and swooped towards the Dragon Emperor.

"Jumping beam clown, dare to go against the sky?!" The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly, and the human sword merged, turning into an earth-shattering lightning bolt that went straight up, fighting with the remnant soul of this ancient fierce beast.

But Wang Yang couldn't let go of the battle, because the remnant souls from the same race and race, as well as the racial consciousness that was tormented by pain and despair, and couldn't survive and die, made him can't bear to kill him.

"The kindness of a woman!" The Dragon Emperor, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, still left a trace of divine thought to pay attention to this side, and when he saw this, he immediately rebuked, "These remnant souls do not return to the underworld, and it is difficult to tolerate the yang world, they can only be imprisoned and enslaved by cheap slaves, and they are just waiting for a long time, what are they waiting for?" Even if it is a living commoner, it is just an ant, I used to conquer the six countries, kill people in the wilderness, and command the world, who dares not to obey? Since you practice the way of the god of war, how can you hesitate? If you don't sweep away these ghosts, how can you find the slave? ”

The era in which the Dragon Emperor lived, it was the Warring States that human life was like a mustard, the etiquette collapsed, and the morality was degraded, and the Chu State that promoted Taoism, the Lu State that promoted Confucianism, and the Song State that promoted Mojia were defeated successively, and only the Qin State, which pursued Legalism and advocated domineering, had the last laugh, and single-handedly established an imperial system that lasted for two thousand years. But there is no one who can completely and thoroughly regard the people under his rule as tools as he does, and will do whatever it takes to the end to the limit. Among the historians since then, even the most affirmative of him have to admit the name of Tyranny Qin, which is well deserved.

To a certain extent, there are many similarities between the way of the hegemon he walks and the way of the strong that Wang Yang does, such as being self-centered, looking down on the world, fearless, but compared with the way of the hegemon who has no spare sons, the way of the strong has more respect, respect for the opponent, respect for strength, respect for all the will and belief that they can't reach. To put it simply, the way of the hegemon believes in the strong and the strong, and the way of the strong advocates the self-improvement of the strong, and that's it.

The Dragon Emperor's angry rebuke did not affect Wang Yang, but it made him think of a way to break the situation. He suddenly fell from the sky, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and hung the curtains, and let the evil spirits of the meal go up without moving, and drowned him by force.

"Rubbish! It's vain that I value it, and it still needs to be reused for you, but I can't even break this little truth, what use do I want you? After I kill that slave, you will die! The Dragon Emperor roared angrily, and the sword swept away, killing the remnant souls and ghosts that slowly surrounded him.

"Hahahaha! What kind of country of etiquette, what kind of benevolent people are invincible, and don't they all regard all beings as ants and all things as dogs? Behind the heavy black qi, the Shinto Sect Master looked up to the sky and laughed, and what was shown in the Eight Mirrors in front of him was Wang Yang and the Dragon Emperor's every move in the enchantment, but what really made him excited was that forcing Wang Yang and the Dragon Emperor to kill their compatriots was not only a destruction of their beliefs, but also a corrosion of their Dao hearts, and it also satisfied his dark and distorted psychological needs, "Kill, kill!" Let anger and murderous intent completely wipe out your consciousness and turn into another mirror spirit for me! Haha-"

But his maniacal laughter came to an abrupt halt as a pair of cold, angry eyes stared at him.