The Devil's Head Urn Golden Hammer was obviously not an ordinary thing, and the black lightning that came out under the joint strike of the two hammers revealed a thick dead air. To be sure, this is definitely not the right way to do it.

In the face of the menacing killing moves, Tang Qingfeng did not seem cramped. Although many of his methods are no longer available today.

From the previous conversation, it was not difficult for others to notice that the ghost armor people were afraid of Tang Qingfeng. For this reason, there is no shortage of small actions in private.

It was also to calculate the schedule time of the Heavenly Thunder Washing Earth, and to find Long Huang, a martial artist, to come to the front station, and force Tang Qingfeng to use a trick of immortal art that consumed a lot of mana, which could be said to have done his homework to the extreme.

Everything in the early stage was also carried out according to his plan, but even so, he was still a little uneasy.

Tang Qingfeng was floating around him with ten Daomen talismans outlined by silver lines on a black background, and judging from the style of the talismans, Tang Qingfeng's cultivation of the Dao system was very positive.

These ten talismans should represent ten different kinds of immortal arts, and their power and function are also different.

Just as the black lightning was about to approach Tang Qingfeng, I saw that he stretched out his finger a little unhurriedly and poked it on the talisman that happened to float in front of him.

With a loud sound, the black rune burned on its own, and the flame was a very neutral golden brilliance.

"Immortal Law Da Luo Mirror Phase. ”

The brilliance of the golden color stretched out a round golden light mirror six feet in front of Tang Qingfeng.

The black lightning of death disappeared into the golden light mirror in an instant, and in less than half a snap of his fingers, suddenly a golden electric light accelerated and refracted from the light mirror.

The ghost armor man seemed to have dealt with it a long time ago, and in the face of the golden lightning that was more fierce in return, he pressed down with his double hammer, as if he wanted to smash the golden lightning.

But where is this gift just so simple to return respectfully, Tang Qingfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, his right hand was put together and his two fingers pinched the trick to his mouth, his mouth moved, I don't know what trick he read, the golden lightning was about to hit the pair of ghost head urn golden hammers, and suddenly divided into six light arrows, and three light arrows on the left and right shot out around the sky, throwing out a faint golden arc sword, directly towards the body of the ghost armor man.

This sudden change of move, even Meng Juntong and Bai Yu, who were watching the battle, did not expect it, let alone the ghost armor people.

However, after all, that ghost armor man was a Dao Venerable cultivator of the Yuanying realm, and his means were far more than they imagined.

When the golden light arrow hit his body, a dark shadow flashed around him, and then a stream of black qi rose from the top of the ghost armor man's head.

Tang Qingfeng frowned, "You actually used the soul of a living person to refine yourself as a substitute, you are really crazy!"

"What! That's the soul of a living person!" Meng Juntong was startled, just now after the golden arrow submerged into the body of the ghost armor man, when black smoke was generated, she felt that something was wrong, the ghost armor man did not seem to be affected by any attack, but there was a strong soul aura in the black qi that rose.

Meng Juntong clenched his fists violently, and some of the questions that were unknown before were quietly answered in his heart at this moment.

There are indeed people who are manipulating the ghouls to cause trouble, but that person is not Tang Qingfeng, but the ghost armor man in front of him, the god who used to be here in Tang Qingfeng's mouth.

The ghost armor man didn't seem to care, "I am the official god of this place, and the radius is a hundred miles, and all of them are my territory." In this realm, whether it is a human or a beast, it can be my sacrifice, but if there is a need, why should I not take it for all races?

The attitude of the ghost armor man made Meng Juntong completely angry, as a god who was supposed to protect the peace of a place, he actually made such a ridiculous interpretation of his priesthood.

In a sense, Shaohua Dream Weavers are also a manifestation of the gods of heaven and earth, but they were born in a special world like Shaohua and cultivated step by step.

"Bai Yu, launch the realm!" Meng Juntong let out a low shout, and a jade pen appeared in his right hand, which was the manifestation of the divine form of the Vientiane Divine Pen.

Bai Yu urged his dream power to supply the master to the field.

Today's Meng Juntong can already rely on her dream power to support the field, and now she has stepped into the five-fold dream realm.

But after all, the realm of this layer is still shallow, and her foothold is not yet stable, so she can't cover the entire battlefield, if she needs to support the domain coverage of the entire battlefield, she still needs the assistance of Bai Yu by her side, and maintains the battlefield of this domain with the two dreams of Longxu Shaohua.

Including Agnis and Long Huang in the battlefield outside were also shrouded in this dream realm, and the two of them had just felt a sense of exhaustion, and suddenly their state was directly blessed to the top, and they were even better than in their heyday.

"Sure enough, it's a dream weaver," Tang Qingfeng glanced back at Meng Juntong and Bai Yu, his expression seemed to be a little complicated, and Meng Juntong didn't understand this emotion.

It is a normal thing for cultivators to know the existence of Dream Weavers, and many people who have achieved cultivation in Shaohua will enter Shaohua Dream City to travel after getting the permission of the City Lord of Shaohua Dream City, and there are many overseas immortals who have contacts with Shaohua Dream City.

But Tang Qingfeng looked at him with some special feelings in his eyes.

It's just that now Meng Juntong doesn't have the heart to figure this out, after this battle, there is always a chance to sit down with Tang Qingfeng and talk about it clearly.

"Dream weaver, Shaohua's dream weaver. The ghost armor man said coldly, "I didn't expect that you would send it to the door by yourself, I was thinking about this matter, I personally went out of the mountain to find you, do you know what kind of price Huangquan Dao has offered in order to get you!"

Meng Juntong was not timid because of the other party's terrifying cultivation, "No price can stop the certainty that you will die here today." ”

"Ha, it is worthy of being a person who came out of Shaohua, even if he speaks, he also has a feeling of living in a dream. Maybe it's Liu Chengfeng, or maybe the Luo Shu priest from your Shaohua is here, and they may be qualified to say this to me. As for you, little doll, you're too tender. The ghost man said unceremoniously.

Meng Juntong didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he looked at Bai Yu, and the Vientiane pen in his hand suddenly began to swipe in the air.

Unlike before, this time Bai Yu also condensed a small Vientiane pen in her hand, but her pen was still only a very shallow outline, and she couldn't even see what it was.

"The dragon and the tiger leap over the world, the rivers, the seas, the mountains and the forests all bow their heads! The big dream is true, in my body, draw the dream as a tiger, and devour the nightmare Zhenkun!

"Don't put the finishing touch, a little thunder!"

This master and apprentice actually performed the art of painting dreams and souls at the same time! For a while, the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon resounded through the heavens and the earth!

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