Mountains and rivers community map.

Ming Xiaoyang was in a trance in front of him, a strange light, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt a sense of being stuck in a quagmire.

Around the body, a powerful binding force, the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, cannot be exerted in this world.

"Ming Xiaoyang, you lost!"

Just as Ming Xiaoyang was observing the environment he was in now, a cold voice came into his ears.

Erlang God Yang Jian blinked a pair of sword eyes and said unusually calmly.

Ming Xiaoyang heard Yang Jian say this, and looked at him helplessly, "Brother Yang, you don't know, you and I are connected by life!" ”

"If I'm finished, you won't survive!"

The meridians, bones, and viscera around the body, and even the Yuan Shen are shattered, even after Ming Xiaoyang's conditioning for such a long time, it has only just healed.

When Yang Jian heard this, he said lightly: "I don't want to live for a long time, it's not a good thing to die in this mountain and river society!" ”

Fight for a lifetime, crisscrossing the battlefield for countless years.

Erlang God is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he will die without dignity.

I really want to die, I can die under the Nuwa artifact, and die with my only confidant and biggest rival in this life, how fast!

Bang!

Just as Ming Xiaoyang and Yang Jian were talking, they got the Baolian lamp illuminating, and the infinite power of the mountains and rivers was revealed, and the real power exploded!

Dao Dao thunder suddenly appeared, condensed in the void, forming an overwhelming thunder net, and the endless river stirred and turned into a water dragon.

The Baolian lamp shines brightly, and it conflicts violently with the aura around him!

This is the last killer move that Fuxi Nuwa tailored for Ming Xiaoyang.

The Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram and the Baolian Lantern seem to be manipulated by their masters, revealing infinite power, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains and hills, radiating incredible energy.

Ming Xiaoyang is like being in a world that is about to kill him, and he is capable of being the most constrained.

Syllable!

The right hand was removed from Yang Jian's back, the left hand continued to instill mana into it, and the right hand grabbed it in the void, and a seven-foot-long, glittering halberd fell into Ming Xiaoyang's palm.

"It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure!" The words that were extremely excited spit out, and Ming Xiaoyang looked crazy, "It's really exciting to be able to comprehend the last killer move tailored by the ancient gods for this seat!" ”

Rumble!

Before the words fell, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand slashed out with the momentum of slashing through the void, tearing the sky apart and rolling the wind and clouds.

Whew!

A dragon chant echoed in the mountains and rivers of the society, more than a hundred dragons appeared, and the dragons that were more than 100 zhang long roared, tearing the void apart.

The first form of the Emperor's Thirteenth Style: A hundred dragons roar and swallow the stars!

Dao thunder and lightning, endless heavenly fire was dispersed, and the geography of mountains and rivers underwent tremendous changes under the action of the terrifying dragon body.

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

The earth cracked, the mountains collapsed, the thunder and lightning roared, and the entire mountain and river community map was in chaos under the action of the hundred dragons condensed by Ming Xiaoyang's own mana.

However, Ming Xiaoyang had to heal Yang Jian's injuries on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to resist the power of the mountains and rivers Shejitu, and the pressure doubled.

On his forehead, which was as smooth as jade, beads of sweat oozed out, and the mana in his body was constantly consumed, but he could never recover.

Zizizizi!

As soon as a river was swallowed, it turned out again, surging towards the condensed divine dragon of Ming Xiaoyang; On the heavenly dome, the divine thunder and evil lightning were endless, allowing the Ming Xiaoyang Divine Dragon to shatter countless times, and every time it would rain down ten hundred paths again!

Rumble!

Under the light of the lotus lamp, the blazing flames stirred, and the sky was burning, threatening to burn everything to the ground.

Yang Jian's body was able to move, and there was only one mouth left, and he was indifferent in the face of such a sinister situation.

"Brother Ming, it seems that you and I will be buried together in this mountain and river society map."

"It's not that simple." Ming Xiaoyang drove Yang Jian to jump up, his figure flickering, avoiding a cluster of flames.

"Today, I'll let you see how powerful my Ming Xiaoyang really is!"

Boom!

Before the words fell, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Ming Xiaoyang's palm was fiercely inserted into the surface of the ground under him, turning into a heavenly pillar that stood on top of the sky, and the Emperor Extreme Thirteen Styles and Eighth Infinite Chaos Infinite Chaos that had not been shot for a long time were ready to accept all things!

Rumble!

The terrifying suction was released from Ming Xiaoyang's body, and his whole person was like a huge black hole engulfing everything.

Heavenly fire, thunder, lightning, rivers, hills, and everything in the restless mountains and rivers have all become Ming Xiaoyang's own tonic.

The Baolian lantern hanging from the sky trembled, and the wisps of luster shot down, refining through the pores around Ming Xiaoyang's body.

Every moment, Ming Xiaoyang's mana was increasing, and a trace of mana was poured into Yang Jian's body to heal him.

Invisibly, a balance was formed.

The mountains and rivers are trying to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth attacks Ming Xiaoyang, and Ming Xiaoyang then uses the infinite chaos to absorb all things, refining all attacks.

But in this way, Ming Xiaoyang didn't have time to completely refine the absorbed aura into his own mana, and it was a coincidence that he now had to heal Yang Jian's injuries.

Through this cycle, the excess aura was instilled into Yang Jian's body, causing Erlang Shen's injuries to heal.

………………

Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

With the help of Shanhe Shejitu, Concubine Mi, Bixia Yuanjun, Li Jing and others, they took down Ming Xiaoyang and Yang Jian, cooperated with Guanyin Bodhisattva, and restored their lives to heaven.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." In the spacious Lingxiao Treasure Hall, all kinds of immortal families gathered, including the Eight Immortals, Chang'e, the Bull Demon King and his son, Li Jing, and the Interception Sect.

There is still a Buddha who has cultivated the golden body of the Buddha and the solemn Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha; The beard and hair are all white, and the old Taoist ancestor is too old and old; Dressed in a gray-black robe, the head of the Yuanzi Dao of Wuzhuang Guanzhen; Dressed in a dark green robe, the jade tripod with a thin body is a real person.

Concubine Mi raised a pair of perfect jade hands, held up the scroll in her hand, and reported to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother and his wife on the throne.

"The former judicial god of heaven to subdue the demon true monarch Ming Xiaoyang, and the current judicial god Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, have all been trapped in the mountain and river society map."

"Good." The Jade Emperor on the throne glanced at it and said with satisfaction.

The graceful and luxurious Queen Mother looked thoughtfully at the map of mountains and rivers in Concubine Mi's hand, and a trace of inexplicability swelled in the deepest part of the phoenix's eyes.

Mountains and rivers are the strongest magic weapon of Nuwa Niangniang!

The Sumeru Illusion, Qiankun Bowl and other treasures in her hands were all obtained from Nuwa Palace after the death of the ancient immortals.

Among them, the Sumeru Fantasy Realm is similar to the Mountains and Rivers Society, both of which are confusing things, but their power is not the same.

After this incident, we must find ways to get the Shanhe Society map in our hands.

Taishang Laojun, who was also in the hall, heard that Yang Jian was trapped in the mountain and river society, and his body trembled.

Yuding Zhenren instinctively took a step forward, opened his mouth to speak, but swallowed back weakly.

This is the arrangement of the ancient gods, the last stroke, relative to the entire Three Realms, the sacrifice that had to be made!

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