Now it's a protracted battle, to see who can hold on to the last, and of course, it depends on whether Zheng Xian fights or not.

There was a sudden shaking dozens of meters behind the Eight Mirrors, and after a loud bang, Zheng Xian's figure flew out upside down, scorched, and the current rolled, as if he had been hit by something.

Then, two strange-looking gods came out of the Eight Mirrors.

One of the two gods was golden, red-haired, tall and mighty, and there were several small drums hanging behind him, on which was written Raven.

The other was shirtless, carrying a pocket, with a green face and fangs, and was hideous and ferocious.

Aeolus Thor!

It was the Thor who split Zheng Xian out of the side of the Eight Mirrors just now.

This wind and thunder two gods have a particularly special status in Dongying, Huaxia will Wei Chigong and Qin Qiong or Guan Yu Zhang Fei as the door gods, but in Japan the door gods are the two gods of wind and thunder, the two door gods have been worshiped for a long time, and their natural strength is not bad.

Obviously, Zheng Xian's retreat scroll could not hide from these two gods.

The Emperor naturally knew what the weakness of his treasure was, so he arranged the wind god and thunder god behind the Eight Mirrors, and asked the two of them to see everything and protect this treasure.

Zheng Xian was slashed out of the air, and after turning in the air, he rushed over again.

Fengshen slammed the pocket on his shoulder, and when he was neutral, a strong wind erupted, and it exploded on Zheng Xian's body, which was simply an air cannon, and Zheng Xian was blown away dozens of meters.

"The young man even wants to touch the Emperor's treasures?" said Thor, cracking open his mouth and squirting.

Zheng Xian, the magical power of the two of them, has tasted it personally, and the power is good, but Zheng Xian is not afraid.

Zheng Xian had a bold idea at this time, when he saw the eight-bay mirror, Zheng Xian's swamp pond magic mirror began to throb for a while, and the idea of the swamp pond magic mirror was simply and clearly transmitted to Zheng Xian, he wanted to swallow this eight-bay mirror, throw the eight-bay mirror into the swamp, and refine and merge in the swamp magic mirror.

This is the first time that the Swamp Mirror has given birth to such a greedy desire.

Zheng Xian is naturally willing to satisfy the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror!

Zheng Xian rushed towards the Wind God Thunder God again, and the Wind God Thunder God had a sarcastic sneer on his face.

In their opinion, it was impossible for a guy like Zheng Xian to get close to the Eight Mirrors from their protection, and rushing up was just sending him to death.

Thor stretched out his hand and slammed the drum behind his head, and a blue and purple thunderbolt erupted violently from inside, slashing towards Zheng Xian, and Fengshen also put a pocket and spewed out an air cannon inside, these two, no matter how they hit his body, Zheng Xian would not feel good.

But Zheng Xian still didn't stop an inch, and rushed forward in the face of this wind and thunder.

The swamp pond magic mirror behind Zheng Xian's head suddenly opened, and three figures burst out of it, and after the three great monks of the Gangcheng realm swallowed the dragon qi, they attacked with all their might.

The little saint ghost corpse smashed into the thunder that slashed towards Zheng Xian with a punch, directly shattering the thunder, and one of the arms of the little saint ghost corpse was also blown to pieces.

On the other side, Xueti Zhenjun broke off with a sigh, reached out and grabbed the air cannon directly, like grabbing a big fish, he couldn't help shaking, and finally exploded violently, causing Xueti Zhenjun's body to crack.

In the middle in front of Zheng Xian was the man in the red mirror.

The wind god and thunder god didn't expect Zheng Xian to have such a powerful helper, in the mortal world, the monks of the Jiedan can almost be called the apex of existence, not to mention the immortal cultivators of the Gangcheng realm, although the three of them have lost their bodies, and there are only a few dragon qi powers that can be exerted, but they should not be underestimated.

The god of wind and the god of thunder no longer dared to underestimate Zheng Xian, the god of thunder beat the drum, the god of wind opened his bag, and the thunder air cannon smashed towards Zheng Xian one after another.

If you want to hurt Zheng Xian, you must first crush the person in the red mirror.

The Master of the Red Mirror didn't care about it at this time, he just rushed all the way, completely acting as the task of Zheng Xianren's flesh shield, and the Master of the Red Mirror was bombarded by four thunderbolts and four air cannons one after another, and finally his body was shattered, and the few dragon qi and the remaining Gang Qi were completely consumed.

At this time, the Blood Tide True Monarch and the Little Holy Ghoul had already rushed to the opposite side of the Wind God and Thunder God, and the Blood Mention True Monarch spewed out a thick blood mist and wrapped it towards the Wind God, while the Little Holy Ghoul spilled a piece of extremely special poisonous powder composed of vitality power in his palm.

Zheng Xian took advantage of the Blood Mention True Monarch and the Little Holy Ghoul to stop the Wind God and Thunder God, and accelerated violently, passing between the Wind God and the Thunder God, and was about to touch the mirror hanging in the air.

On the back of these eight mirrors, there will be thunder patterns, flame patterns, and a ring in the middle, which looks good.

At this time, with a cold drink, a pair of hands actually came out of the back of the mirror and grabbed Zheng Xian.

Obviously, for thousands of years, this eight-sided mirror has also been constantly improving, the weakness of this mirror has always been behind it, the eight-day mirror is invincible in the frontal reflection of the world, but the eight-day mirror is extremely fragile in the world world that cannot be reflected behind, and anyone can take it away.

Therefore, the emperors of Japan have made great efforts and sacrificed for thousands of years, and finally made the fragile back of the Yachiya mirror stronger, at least to protect themselves.

These hands grabbed Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian's eyes shrank, now is definitely not the time to retreat, this time retreated, the three tool slaves in the swamp pond magic mirror did not have the strength to help him open the way again. At that time, he Zheng Xianke didn't have the strength to pass through the blockade of the Thunder God Wind God and reach the back of the Eight Mirrors that covered his face.

Zheng Xian's back swamp pond magic mirror also stretched out a pair of big hands, the hands of both sides were intertwined at once, one of the palms of the eight-foot mirror thundered, and the hand in the swamp pond magic mirror that was entangled with him like water plants was blown apart, and the palm of the other hand was surging, and the wind swam like a python swam, blowing the palm of the swamp pond magic mirror entangled with him to pieces.

It was obvious that this was the result of the two gods of wind and thunder who couldn't stop pouring their strength into the Eight Mirrors.

At the same time, a black light flashed in Zheng Xian's hand, and with a swipe in the air, he cut off those hands.

The swamp pond magic mirror behind Zheng Xian suddenly expanded, and the palm inside sprang out like a weed, firmly grasping the eight-dimensional mirror.

Lines of green smoke suddenly rose from the Eight Mirrors, and the palms of the hands that only grabbed the Eight Mirrors were burned to ashes.

Obviously, this eight-foot mirror is not so easy to catch.

At this time, the gods on the ground could no longer sit and watch, and flew towards Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian's feet were like an abyss composed of a gods' mansion, and the densely packed gods were full of millions of people, and a wave came over, and Zheng Xian's bones were gone.

The hand of the Divine Soul in the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror was obviously unable to take this Eight Mirrors.

Zheng Xian gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the ring on the back of the Eight Mirrors.

The intense burning heat slammed out from the Eight Mirrors, and Zheng Xian's swamp pond magic armor began to gradually deform under the intense burning, and the flames burst from Zheng Xian's palm, spreading along his shoulders towards Zheng Xian's body.

At this time, Zheng Xian was wrapped in a three-layer battle armor, and he still felt a sharp burning pain on the ring of the Eight Mirrors.

In an instant, Zheng Xian had already turned into a fire man, Zheng Xian gritted his teeth and pulled it violently, directly putting this eight-foot mirror, one of the three major artifacts of Dongying, into the swamp pond magic mirror.

Zheng Xian's body suddenly drew a water vein, this water vein swirled around Zheng Xian endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the flames on Zheng Xian's body were extinguished, and then this water vein merged into the swamp pond magic mirror.

The Eight Mirrors were included in the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror by Zheng Xian, and then they traveled back and forth in the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror, which continuously released thunder power and wind power air cannons plus scorching heat, making a mess in the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror, and this water vein entered the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror to extinguish fires.

At this time, the three great cultivators of the Gang Qi Realm had also run out of oil, and the dragon qi power on their bodies was exhausted, and they were destroyed by the Wind God and Thunder God.

At this time, the million divine mansions under Zheng Xian's feet had also rushed up, and from a distance, it looked like a pitch-black tower had risen on the flat ground, and Zheng Xian's figure rose suddenly.

The Eight Mirrors were snatched away by Zheng Xian, and the Emperor was furious and let out a roar, and those gods chased after Zheng Xian as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Zheng Xian didn't care about it, just went all the way to the top, and the tower formed by the divine mansion under Zheng Xian's feet was constantly stretched and taller, like a stick that reached the sky.

Zheng Xian flew higher and higher, without the slightest intention of leaving from other directions, just like this, all the way to Lu Shang to Lu Shang and then to Lu Shang.

I have to say that the Heaven and Earth Divine Mansion chasing at Zheng Xian's feet all regard Zheng Xian as an idiot, and if they go all the way to the top, they will have to fall into their hands sooner or later.

However, to their surprise, rising a thousand meters, Zheng Xian was still on the road to Lu, and three thousand meters was still on Xianglu, but Zheng Xian sacrificed a treasure to the purple gold gourd at this time, he hid in the purple gold gourd, and still continued to go up.

At this time, there are only tens of thousands left in the Divine Mansion that can catch up with Zheng Xian, and Zheng Xian is still constantly going up. At this time, these gods understood that Zheng Xian wanted to use this method to get rid of their pursuit.

Zheng Xian was in no mood to pay attention to anything else at this time, the swamp pond magic mirror in front of him had been smashed into a gap, the eight mirrors were worthy of being Dongying's heavy treasures, which had been sacrificed for thousands of years, and the amount of power contained in them was extraordinary, and the three forces of wind, thunder and fire splashed everywhere, making the swamp pond magic mirror a mess, and the hands of the gods and souls grabbed the eight mirrors and wanted to pull them into the swamp pond, but unfortunately, these hands were burned into ashes as soon as they touched the eight mirrors. There is nothing to be done about it, if the Eight Mirrors are allowed to continue to clash in the Swamp Magic Mirror, it will take less than half an hour to break through the Swamp Magic Mirror and escape from it.

If the bodies of the three Gangcheng Realm Great Cultivators were there, they might be able to clean up the Eight Mirrors, but now that the bodies of the three Instrument Slaves have been shattered, the three Instrument Slaves have no choice but to call the Divine Soul in the Mirror to block the Eight Mirrors, hoping that the power in the Eight Mirrors will be consumed as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Zheng Xian had poured at least 500,000 vitality into the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror before, which made the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror so tormented, otherwise, now the Eight Mirrors had smashed the Swamp Pond Magic Mirror and escaped.

Zheng Xian, who was scorched, got into the swamp pond magic mirror, and the three tool slaves flew over one after another to escort him, stopped in front of Zheng Xian, and took Zheng Xian like a shield towards the eight mirrors that were in a frenzy.

Thunder, air cannons, and scorching heatwaves, at this time, the Eight Mirrors were like a madman, bombarding wildly.

The spirits in front of Zheng Xian were reduced one by one, and Zheng Xian was getting closer and closer to the Eight Mirrors.

Seeing that Zheng Xian arrived in front of the Eight Mirrors, the spirit that stopped in front of Zheng Xian was also exhausted.

Zheng Xian reached out again and grabbed the ring behind the Eight Mirrors, and the flames instantly rose again, but Zheng Xian had experience this time, and he had already prepared the water veins to drill out of his body, constantly extinguishing the heat on the Eight Mirrors, and at the same time, thunder and air cannons bombarded Zheng Xian's body in unison, blowing up the swamp pond magic armor on Zheng Xian's body and shattering layer by layer, even with the ultimate battle armor and the armor inside, all of them exploded out of big holes.

Zheng Xian was also ruthless at this time, and plunged into the swamp pond with the eight mirrors in his arms. Immediately after that, the swamp pond tumbled, and it was boiled, the scorching mud bubbled and boiled, and the thunder and air cannons were still being released, blowing up the swamp pond mud and water.