When I looked closely, there were a total of eight vajra swords, emerging from the void, and carrying golden arcs, slashing from different directions.

With a stroke of Mo Yang's palm, his body fluctuated, and the eight great swords collided with each other with a loud bang, and sparks flew everywhere.

The Eight King Kongs all looked at each other, at a loss. And at this moment, a huge golden Buddha palm appeared above his head, and the ten thousand characters in the palm of his hand flashed with dazzling light. Each of them is like a great enemy, but under the action of this huge pressure, the golden body is rapidly shattering, gradually turning into a pile of dust.

Mo Yang then fell from the sky, a pair of eyes just kept scanning the surroundings, and after a while, there were bursts of thunder in his ears.

When I looked up, it was the thirty-six thunder generals of the God Realm, all of whom stepped on the purple clouds, and their eyes were angry and disgusting.

Mo Yang was stunned in his heart, the master in this mirror was able to create such a powerful illusion, and he really couldn't underestimate the other party.

I saw that the thirty-six thunder generals were holding golden thunder whips, and their movements were pointing at Mo Yang in unison. Suddenly, the wind was fierce, the sand was flying, and countless electric snakes and thunder dragons fell from the sky.

Moyang is still repeating the old trick, so there are stone chips flying everywhere, showing a scorched black, but it still can't hurt Moyang in the slightest.

Until the thunder generals reacted, they were each blown out of the sky by a whirlwind, because they were not real existences after all, so their abilities were naturally much inferior to the deities.

But not long after he breathed a sigh of relief, above the clouds, a thousand-armed holy king appeared in front of him. In his hands, he held Yingluo, umbrella cover, flower guan, fish intestine, golden bow, silver halberd, blessed pestle, treasure file, gold bottle and other divine weapons to block the way.

Mo Yang jumped up, divided his hands slightly, and directly took the head of the Thousand Hands Saint King.

But the Thousand-Handed Saint King seemed to be like Yue Zhi Yuanyu, unmoved, until Mo Yang approached, he held the fish intestine sword, and used the sword technique of the Immovable Ming King, stabbing at Mo Yang's palm impartially, and the direction was extremely accurate.

Mo Yang took a breath, his palms attacked, and it looked as if he had sent his palms to the tip of the sword by himself, and his heart was terrified.

After contemplating slightly, he shot twenty more palms in an instant, but not only did it not work, but he was almost pierced through the palm of his palm by the long sword several times, and hurriedly retreated, panting slightly. Adjusted the lower state, and shot out like a projectile, slamming with both palms, and the angle changed endlessly.

But the Thousand-Handed Saint King was still in a hurry to respond, and he was unprepared to use several Wei Tuo Demon Pestles, and his tricks were strange and clumsy, but he had to guard against it.

Mo Yang couldn't dodge, and he was hit by a Wei Tuo pestle in his left shoulder, and before he could breathe, he saw the silver halberd flying, and he was dazzled.

It turned out that each arm of the Thousand-Handed Saint King had different weapons, and his moves were even more different, which made Mo Yang feel like an enemy of a thousand, and he was extremely struggling. And the Thousand-Handed Saint King launched an offensive from different angles, and it was attacking with defense, attacking in defense, and his moves were as dense as a torrential rain, and he even forced Moyang's formation to chaos several times.

In this way, Mo Yang couldn't help but be really angry, and concentrated his forces on attacking the heart of the Thousand-Handed Saint King.

Helplessly, it is difficult to defeat thousands of soldiers, the attack and defense of the Thousand-Handed Saint King is almost invulnerable, it is true that it is easy to block with both fists, and it is difficult to defend with a thousand hands, and a cold wind suddenly felt in the back of his head, and the inexplicable weapon has already attacked.

Mo Yang narrowly avoided it, and suddenly, countless heavy punches came down from different directions and angles, taking care of one and losing the other, and his body was like being bombarded by a series of thunderbolts. Immediately shouted, divided into a hundred and ten figures, and under a series of attacks, he finally repelled the Thousand-Hand Saint King.

A tear was heard, and the mirror shattered, and Mo Yang returned to the real world.

After taking a closer look, Zhao Hangyu and the others have not returned to reality. I thought that with their ability, they should be able to deal with it, so I didn't rush to make a move.

It didn't take long for Long Qiuling to follow the broken mirror out, and seeing that Mo Yang was safe and sound, she couldn't help asking, "Haven't the two of them come out yet?"

Mo Yang shook his head: "No, but I believe that with their strength, this situation should not be difficult." But what happened to Hou Tu Niang Niang?"

Long Qiuling smiled slightly, saying that she was taken to a verdant world where there was green everywhere, and she felt like she had returned to the world of mountains and seas. But I know very well that everything is just a trick of the mirror demon.

As he was in a daze, the grass suddenly rolled, like a wave, and the amplitude and frequency continued to increase.

Long Qiuling only felt that she couldn't stand, and her body rose into the air, and many arm-thick vines appeared in the meadow, quickly converging into a monster as high as a hundred feet.

Reaching out to the void at the moment, he grasped a sword covered in flames in the palm of his hand, and cut off the branches and vines that kept surging towards him.

The vine troll couldn't help but be furious, and because of the flames on the sword, it almost burned to the root several times. The monster shouted a few times, and a huge fist suddenly appeared on the green grass, smashing Long Qiuling into the air.

Long Qiuling quickly stabilized her body, after all, she had already regained the power of her previous life, so this punch could not cause her any damage. His hands changed a few magic seals, and he cast the "True Blue Fire", and the dense needles of fire flew like a drizzle, and soon ignited the body of the troll.

The troll just screamed, but it couldn't extinguish the blue fire on its body in the slightest.

Long Qiuling recited another incantation, and suddenly a thick and bright blue thunder light burst out from the ground, and with just one effort, the troll's body was split in two. This move is called "Regret Heaven and Earth Thunder", which is to attract the power of the center of the earth to launch a thunder light offensive, and its power is not inferior to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

After staring at the surrounding mirrors for a long time, Long Qiuling frowned slightly: "Why haven't you come out yet, what are you rubbing?"

said that Lin Zixi came to a magnificent hanging garden, and her mood was extremely comfortable, and she almost forgot what environment she was in now.

However, when I was enjoying the flowers, I vaguely heard someone crying for help in pain, and I suddenly woke up. The surrounding flowers and plants also began to wither rapidly, turning into a dilapidated, eerie ghost realm.

"I'm going to it, I don't want to stay in this kind of place!"

Lin Zixi stretched out his right hand and used the spirit weapon to transform the Heaven Breaking Saint Hammer, smashing it into the void. I only heard a muffled snort, followed by the sound of a mirror shattering, and suddenly my eyes suddenly brightened.

"You're out too, what about the emperor?"

Long Qiuling saw that Lin Zixi was safe and sound, and couldn't help but ask about Zhao Hangyu's situation.

Lin Zixi pouted: "Who knows him, but he should be fine." We have to think about how to get these people out, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for them. ”

Mo Yang nodded: "Fang Caichen and Hou Tu Niang have tried various methods, but none of them worked, it seems that the mirror demon must be defeated in order for these mortals to be saved." ”

Long Qiuling muttered, "Since none of the three of us have been able to meet the Mirror Demon, it means that the Emperor is fighting him. ”

It is said that the scene presented in front of Zhao Hangyu is a barren mountain with an extremely high altitude, and he is on the top of the mountain, overgrown with waist-high weeds everywhere, and there are rare white buildings in front of him.

When I got closer, it turned out to be a long-abandoned launch pad with a huge pool next to it. But the water was black and turbid, and it emitted a foul and pungent smell.

At this moment, the water of the pool gurgled and tumbled, as if something was about to come out of it.

Zhao Hangyu instinctively stepped back, just to avoid the oncoming sneak attack, and when he looked closely, he was really taken aback.

It turned out that the monster in the pool was a peculiar species with batwing on its back, covered with barbs, and somewhat similar in appearance to Tyrannosaurus rex. And that pool of black water is the weak water that gives the Protoss a headache, and the monster is the guardian monster of the weak water, named the Thorn Ghost Dragon.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the stabbing ghost dragon opened his mouth and threw out a large stream of weak water, Zhao Hangyu knew that it was strange in his heart, and he still avoided the attack.

I saw that objects contaminated by weak water, whether it was flowers and trees, or mountain and stone buildings, all seemed to be splashed with strong acid, and quickly dissolved.

Zhao Hangyu's mind was quickly calculating, this guy should not be afraid of fire, and the light spell may not be able to work against it, so he can only try a physical attack. But this guy is covered in weak water, and he can't fight hand-to-hand, which is a trouble. Thinking of this, he sacrificed a burst of mana and volleyed the "Violent Fire Meteor Fist".

Suddenly, countless fist shadows fell like meteorites and hit the ghost dragon one after another.

But the thorny ghost dragon is not afraid at all, these fists that are wrapped in violent fire and contain power. smashed on it, but it didn't work.

Just because weak water not only contains highly poisonous, but also plays a large part of the role of resisting the immortal arts of the god realm. In addition, the Thorn Ghost Dragon's body is covered with thick scale armor, and it is not easy to break.

The previous offensive did not have any effect on the Thorn Dragon, but instead stimulated its ferocity. But seeing it open its mouth and spew out a turquoise firework, it was both strange and terrifying!

Zhao Hangyu complained in his heart, such a guy, what should he do with it? But suddenly he was blessed to his heart, remembered his previous experience, and made a big vacuum talisman with Dao patterns.

In a vacuum, it didn't take long for the weak water on the Ghost Dragon's body to evaporate completely. I saw that it looked extremely painful, revealing its gray-white body.