Thirteen Lang's offensive was like a tide, and Hong Ming looked slightly surprised.

"The treasure is good, the supernatural power is also very good, and the comprehension of the wind is far beyond ordinary people, and this seat is not as good as this. ”

"I didn't expect that such a character could be born in the place of burial, that is, if he was placed in the four star fields, this son could also be called invincible. ”

"It's a pity ......"

Feeling in his heart, he then sacrificed the flower basket in the air, and at the same time pointed forward with his hands, and took several steps with his feet like stepping on a windmill, and drank softly in his mouth.

"Seal the sky, lock the ground, and the mountains on three sides!"

As he spoke, two black lines popped out of his hands, separated from the red rays under his feet, forming two triangular borders. The windward swaying quickly expanded, teleporting like a shackle, and appeared around Thirteen Lang and Chubby respectively in an instant.

The flower basket cracked in the air, and countless branches and stems spread out from the handle, and patches of cyan light erupted from the blue, enveloping Hong Ming's figure.

Qingxia met with the sword light, making a crackling and cracking sound, and the impermeable sword light seemed to be slashed at a wall made of pure steel, although there were ravines, it was difficult to break through the barriers, and naturally it could not hurt its body.

At the same time, the branches and stems of the flower basket danced wildly, rolling out the remnants of the Dao Dao, and then gently put on the sword body of the Meridian Sword in a gentle way.

Zheng Zheng, Zheng Zheng Zheng......

The Meridian Sword cut through countless branches, making the sound of a broken bow and a bow, and more branches and leaves poured up, allowing the Meridian Sword to slash endlessly, and the flower basket did not know what treasure it was, it was like a 10,000-year-old tree with infinite vitality, which could never break its roots.

At this moment, the figure of the Tianxin Toad paused in the air, and its long tongue bombarded the three thick walls of light around it like a spear, stabbing it into a sharp bulge several feet long each time.

But it can't be broken.

In a similar situation, a hurricane containing the power of thunder roared and rushed between the three lines. Repeatedly rumbling and roaring, shining with Dao Dao brilliance.

"This is the real forbidden technique, which is completely used as a supernatural power. ”

Looking at the Thirteen Lang who was constantly bombarding the surroundings, Hong Ming's face was slightly complacent, and he said, "This forbidden method used by this seat is a fusion of four thousand eight hundred and sixty-two different prohibitions. Life is endless, endless, as thick as mountains, and even the power of heaven and earth can be sealed. Unless you can break it all in one fell swoop, there is no way to escape. ”

No matter how strong a hurricane is, how can it bulldoze the mountains? No matter how strong a long tongue is, it cannot pierce the earth.

Moreover, though the mountain could be bulldozed, its roots were deep in the earth. Keep growing upwards. As Hong Ming said, unless the entire mountain can be destroyed in one fell swoop, it will face a never-ending and ever-increasing siege.

A man and a beast fell into the prison at the same time in an instant, struggling and unable to escape.

"And then?" asked Thirteen Lang as he urged for mana.

Hong Ming said: "You are the bird in the cage and the turtle in the urn." What else to talk about then. ”

Jushiro's expression was still calm, and he set off a hurricane to bombard the surroundings. said: "You haven't taken me down yet, why can't you talk about it." This supernatural power is powerful, but it can lock me up and rot yourself at the same time, as long as I haven't exhausted my strength, you still can't help me, isn't it?"

Hong Ming Wei Leng. Then he exclaimed: "You are right, locking the sky and the earth will also lock yourself, and this seat really has no other means to use." ”

Thirteen Lang raised his hand and punched out one hundred and eight forbidden rings, and said in his mouth: "That's right, I'll study it slowly inside." You wait a minute. ”

Hong Ming daxiao said: "This seat is not so haode patience, three sides of the mountain, receive!"

"I don't need to use other means to crush you to death with three mountains. ”

The three barriers moved in response, slowly and resolutely squeezing towards the middle, the roar instantly became violent, Thirteen Lang's face changed slightly, and the speed at which his hands hit the forbidden ring even faster.

Hong Ming sneered: "It's useless, although your speed is fast, it is all the most basic forbidden methods, how can it be compared to this forbidden mountain." ”

Finding that Thirteen Lang was still struggling, Hong Ming shook his head contemptuously and turned his gaze to the side. He concentrated on controlling the flower basket, intending to destroy Jianzhen, put away the meridian sword and fat fat first, and then slowly try to figure it out.

He had sealed the Thirteen Lang in the mountain, which meant that the Meridian Sword would not receive more spiritual support, and with a little action, he would be able to reap his first great gift.

"Since you don't want to give up, let's taste what is called the three-sided mountain, this seat will cost some cultivation at most, and what can it be counted...... Huh?"

Hong Ming's voice paused, and his half-turned body froze in the air, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief light.

"It can't be!" he exclaimed.

In the line of sight, Shisanlang's hands danced like butterflies through flowers, circle by circle, and wave after wave of aura poured out, blending into the surrounding wall of light.

A shocking scene ensued, as if the bare arm had been poisoned by a highly poisonous monster, dousing an iron plate of sulfuric acid, thinning and even dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye. I don't know weishenme, the forbidden mountain that was originally endless, and could constantly give birth to new forbidden mountains, as if it was frozen by *-absolute ice, and there was no reaction at all. Hong Ming only saw the mountain collapse in front of his eyes, and no matter how much he sent mana, he couldn't pick up a stone from the earth.

Without a source, not to mention that it is just a false mountain, even if it is a real mountain, it can withstand a few times of Thirteen Lang.

"Derivation! This is derivation, you...... You can actually ......" In shock, Hong Mingran lost consciousness and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"It's only more than 4,000 courses, do you know how much I usually use?"

Thirteen Lang raised his hand to hit a set of forbidden rings and sneered: "The most basic level is the most fundamental, I don't even understand this, you deserve to talk to me about the ban!"

Ignoring Hong Ming's face, Shisanlang twisted his body and armed, clenched his fist with the momentum of opening the bow, and swung it quickly.

Rumble!

As if the sky and the earth collided, the sea broke the embankment, the brilliance was shattered, and the mountains on three sides turned into countless rays of light and silk, floating around.

"Dharma Body Double Cultivation!"

Hong Ming screamed as if he had seen a ghost, thinking to himself that he was no more than thirty years old just now, and he had a superb Taoism, how could he suddenly become a warrior.

In the wreckage, a giant dragon of the wind roared, and Thirteen Lang stood proudly with the dragon's head and hands again. At the same time, he took a step and came to the Tianxin Toad like a teleportation.

As before, the Forbidden Ring was cut off from its regenerative power like a three-sided mountain isolating the power of heaven and earth, and the fat and long tongue stabbed, and Thirteen Lang swung out with one palm, opening the wall almost at the same time.

The difference from the previous one. After this mountain was broken, it was not dissipated in the air as spiritual power, but condensed a piece of iron the length of chopsticks, and was caught in the hands of Thirteen Lang before he could escape, and he looked at it carefully.

"So fast!"

In a moment, the so-called forbidden mountain was broken, and Hong Ming exclaimed a little bitterness, and even more indescribable chagrin and heartache.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon. A magic weapon composed of pure prohibition...... Remnants ......"

Thirteen Lang took the piece of iron into his arms and shook his head slightly.

"It's up to you. ”

"You're looking for death!" Hong Ming roared angrily.

A red shadow broke through the sky, and the humiliated Tianxin Toad also felt ashamed and angry, and shot out angrily. There was no time to think about it, Hong Ming stretched out his hand and patted it on his waist, and was about to cast a spell, but his eyes were condensed.

He saw. Thirteen Lang's wings suddenly appeared behind him and disappeared into the air with a flutter. When it reappeared, it was above the basket of flowers.

"Teleportation Treasure, this is Teleportation Treasure! Damn, how many treasures do you have!"

Hong Ming couldn't remember how many times he had exclaimed, and a terrifying wave surged in his heart, and extreme greed made his eyes open to the limit. Radiating jealousy, but with a slight bad feeling.

Although the battle time is short, the opponent's means are endless, and each one alone is enough to stand out from the crowd, if Hong Ming still thinks that he can easily win at this time. Then he is not a primordial old monster who has been cultivating for many years, but an idiot who has lived stupidly.

That's right, Yuanying Monk is amazing, but Hong Ming clearly knows how powerful his three-sided mountain magic weapon is. Even if Jusan Lang somehow weakened it a lot, it wasn't something that could be blown away with a casual punch.

He was almost certain that the young man's attainments in refining his body were definitely beyond the realm of war spirits, and he had entered the ranks of the same level as Yuan Ying.

Compared with Yuan Ying, Wu Ling is slightly weaker, but it is by no means impossible to face.

In other words, people are originally on the same level as him, but the categories are different, although Hong Ming is a Yuanying monk, what capital does he have to be proud of.

"There's teleportation and flesh, why doesn't he attack my body?"

Although he didn't think that he would definitely lose, when Hong Ming found out about Thirteen Lang's actions, he still couldn't help but have some doubts. Holding a small banner in his hand, he splashed his magic power to block the fat attack, while looking at it intently.

It's better not to look at it, this time, Hong Ming was almost frightened on the spot.

Shisanlang stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his chest like hugging a lover, and the slightest thunderbolt jumped between his arms, and he directly used his hand towards the flower basket......

Hug it!

"You ......"

Hong Ming roared angrily and ashamedly, the flower basket violently counterattacked, and countless branches danced wildly in the air like a thousand weapons, bombarding Shisanlang's body.

The hurricane surged and collided with it, thunder and lightning swirled, and the branches whipped and pierced Thirteen's body, leaving only a white mark on his clothes.

Well, it's not that it doesn't hurt at all, occasionally there are some blood marks, some red spots, or a tear, the kind that is no more than half an inch.

Seeing this scene, Hong Ming suddenly had the urge to cry.

That's the best magic weapon!

Even the Meridian Sword could not get out of its trap, and even if its power was weakened by the interception of the hurricane thunder, it was by no means comparable to ordinary treasures.

"Two-star martial spirit? Thirty-year-old two-star martial spirit?"

Hong Ming kept asking himself, thinking in his heart what was wrong with this shijie, a thirty-year-old two-star martial spirit, more impossible than a thirty-year-old Yuan Ying, how could he be touched by himself.

Now he understands the intention of Thirteen Lang, probably because he is not sure about taking himself, his plan is to catch the same, he would rather endure the attack of the flower basket, but also grab it first.

At this moment, Hong Ming misses the demon puppet he didn't really value more than ever. Just imagine, if there were nine demon generals next to him at this time, and there were thousands of demon spirits to command, why would he be so embarrassed and ...... I want to be helpless!

"Explode me!"

Gritting his teeth and letting out a heart-wrenching roar, Hong Ming waved the small banner and danced in the air.

......

...... (To be continued.) )