And the Xuanpao Elder held the Eight Mirrors, his body also shook, and he took a step back.

"How...... Maybe ......" Elder Xuanpao suddenly whispered, his tone difficult to hide the shock in his heart.

"You are only in the realm of small perfection, and you can resist it...... Eight Mirrors ......"

Elder Xuanpao stared at Bai Ou as if he had seen a monster.

The power exerted by the Xuanpao Elder is already at the level of the Great Perfection, and with the fact that he can perfectly exert the power of the Eight Mirrors of the Imitation God Martial Weapon, it can be said that he can easily kill other Great Perfection powerhouses in seconds, and even a group of Great Perfection forces may not be his opponents.

And Bai Ou is only flesh and blood, and it is only a small consummation realm, how can he block the power of the Eight Mirrors?

The Xuanpao Elder showed a surprised look, his right hand flipped over, and the Eight Mirrors were powerful again, this time the power was even more powerful, and at the same time, eight white pillars of light were spewed out, and they swept out like lasers, sealing all Bai Ou's retreats.

Bai Ou stabilized his mind, and he had already discovered that the power of the snake seal he fused was in no way inferior to the imitation of the divine weapon.

On his right arm, the phantom snake reappeared, wrapping around his right arm, and Bai Ou punched eight pillars of light at the same time.

Each punch blocked a pillar of light, and when he raised his head, he saw that the Xuanpao Elder had already risen and fallen above him, and the Eight Mirror held in his right hand was directly aimed at him.

Bai Ou's right fist blasted upward.

"Boom, boom—"

In an instant, dozens of punches were thrown, and each punch vibrated the Eight Mirrors, but the Eight Mirrors were pressed lower and lower, and the power released from them became more and more powerful.

Bai Ou felt strained and couldn't resist, and sweat oozed from his face.

"How is that possible...... This guy's strength ......"

Bai Ou was shocked to find that the reason why the other party was getting stronger and stronger was not because the power of the Eight Mirrors was increasing, but because the power of this Xuan Robe Elder injected into the Eight Mirrors was getting bigger and bigger.

The power that the Xuan Pao Elder injected into the Eight Mirrors had already surpassed the power that a Great Perfection powerhouse should have.

Could this Xuanpao Elder be like that Wu Wuji, an existence above the Great Perfection powerhouse?

Bai Ou, who was in shock, put his fists out together, shook upward, and barely lifted the eight mirrors up for a moment, and then he stomped his feet, the ground collapsed, and he drew an arc down, and he was far away in an instant.

Bai Ou already understood that even if he had the power of the snake seal, he would not be able to defeat this Xuanroo Elder.

This Xuanpao Elder is very weird, not only can he fully exert the power of the Eight Mirrors, but the most terrifying thing is his own strength, which seems to be unfathomable, which is not at all something that a Great Perfection powerhouse can achieve.

Bai Ou fled, and the Xuan-robed elder snorted slightly, shook his body, and chased after him.

The three great elders of the Shinto Sect appeared in Jinghua City, and even attacked the Bai Clan's Zhuangyuan, where the battle was earth-shattering and had already alarmed all forces.

The powerhouses of all parties rushed over, seeing that Bai Ou was invincible and fled, the Xuanpao Elder chased after him, and immediately several long howls sounded, but several figures appeared, wanting to stop the Xuanpao Elder.

They didn't want to help Bai Ou, but they couldn't tolerate the people of Fuso Shinto to show off their might in China.

The few who shot were all strong people from the hundred schools of thought, three of them were at the peak of the Ten Transformations, and two were strong in the consummation realm.

The Xuanpao Elder didn't say anything, but just waved the Eight Mirrors in his right hand violently, and a miserable white light lit up, dazzling people like blindness, and the five powerhouses didn't even have time to scream, so they were burned into charcoal and fly ash in this miserable white light, and there was not even a scum left.

In his eyes, the so-called powerhouses are like chickens and dogs.

Bai Ou, who fled to a distant place, saw this scene in his eyes and was secretly shocked, this Xuanrobe is too powerful.

I'm afraid that his true strength has already surpassed the scope of the Great Perfection, plus he can use the Eight Mirrors perfectly, what level does these two powers have to reach together?

"Boldly Fusang demons, dare to come to my country to make waves-"

Several loud whistles sounded in the distance, followed by another volley, intercepting and besieging the Xuanpao Elder.

Although the Xuanpao Elder easily solved it, but with these people taking care of him, he couldn't catch up with Bai Ou for a while, so Bai Ou fled away.

By the time Elder Xuanpao had solved the powerhouses that were blocking the way and was chasing Bai Ou, Bai Ou had already stopped.

Affected by the qi induction in the dark, Bai Ou himself was a little stunned, and he couldn't imagine that he would instinctively flee to the core area of Jinghua City, on the square where the heavenly sacrifice ceremony was held in previous years.

In front of the square of the festival is a palace with the remains of the founding territorial leader of the Chinese state.

Elder Xuanpao chased after him and stopped, a look of vigilance on his face.

Bai Ou also showed a strange look on his face, staring at the oncoming palace.

Before, his strength cultivation was not enough, and it was nothing, but now that he is already a powerhouse of the small consummation, he has noticed that the core area of Jinghua City, which is held at this Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, is very extraordinary.

This is the core of the dragon vein of Jinghua City, the center of the faith of all the people in the world, containing an incomparably profound heritage, strong than Bai Ou when he arrived here, there is also an urge to bow and worship.

"Here...... It's not simple. Bai Ou was alert, and slowly moved forward, and the Xuanpao elder who caught up behind was holding the Eight Mirror in his right hand, and the Eight Mirror was ringing, as if he was uneasy.

The oncoming palace door was slowly opened, and an old man who looked old and weak slowly walked out of the palace door, still holding a rag and a broom in his hand, obviously just cleaning in the palace.

Bai Ou looked at the blood jade coffin placed in the palace, and his heart shook a little.

The Xuanpao Elder snorted under his mouth, only after a moment's hesitation, he attacked again.

As soon as the eight-point mirror in his right hand was flipped, a ray of light attacked Bai Ou like a match.

Bai Ou fought back with a backhand, and the two fought in the square of this festival to the sky.

Elder Xuanpao let out a low roar in his mouth, and suddenly the Eight Mirror on his right hand became huge like a wheel, he held the Eight Mirror with both hands, rose into the air, and blasted down in the air, under this blow, the wave sucked a radius of 100 meters, and everything including the palace was about to be destroyed.

Bai Ou couldn't resist it, his face changed color, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't do it, so he could only block it with his hands in the sky.

With just one block, the ground will be split and spread in all directions, and the ground will crumble in all directions, and it will soon affect the palace.

At this moment, strong people from all sides of the forces have arrived, including Gu Lao from Guiguzi, Mozhongshu from the Mo family, Yin Yang from the Yangyang family, and Hui'an from the famous family.

Although the strong people from all sides appeared, they all gasped when they saw the scene of the battle in the distance, and they couldn't dare to intervene, with their current Great Perfection combat power, they were even powerless to intervene, unless anyone could take out a god-like weapon like the Spring and Autumn Pen, or a battle.