"Birth and Destruction of Lotus! Nine Hundred Lives and Destruction in an Instant!" Zuo Yuheng was like a remnant leaf in the wind, and the translucent True Yuan shield on the surface of his body continued to condense and shatter, and finally spurted out with blood with this shocking sentence.

Wu Sen was the weakest among the three, and he was bombarded the farthest, and he fell not far in front of Luo Xiao, and when he heard this, he raised his pale and frightened face, his chin and gray beard were full of slimy blood, and he said in a trembling voice: "Fa...... Magic weapon!"

"It's not a magic weapon!" Among the three envoys, only Gong Aobai had not fallen in front of this near-destructive force, but he was not standing but half-kneeling with a pillar sword, and even then it was much better than two companions who lay down and spurted blood.

Gong Aobai stretched out his fingers to wipe the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and slowly stood up, the magic weapon-level spirit sword in his right hand was broken into several pieces, and his left hand was holding a rare high-grade spirit stone, constantly absorbing spiritual energy to replenish the uncertain shield around his body, his face was pale, his eyes were staring at the thing in Master Bayin's hand, and he said categorically: "This is not a magic weapon 'Life and Destruction Lotus', otherwise none of us will want to live!"

Ten zhang ahead, Guru Bayin held a small lotus-shaped treasure in his hand, which hung in the palm of his hand, rising and falling from time to time, blooming in circles of light. Perhaps it was the previous terrifying blow that exhausted the energy, and the light was not extinguished, gradually dimmed, and landed lightly in the palm of Master Bayin's hand.

Master Bayin smiled slightly, admired and stroked the lotus treasure: "It is still the Ninth Highness who has vision. Yes, this is not a magic weapon, but a high-level spiritual weapon 'Pseudo Life and Destruction Lotus'. Well, that is, the imitation of the magic weapon of the Birth and Destruction Lotus, each time it is used, it needs to consume two high-grade spirit stones, and the lethality is only one-tenth of that of the Birth and Destruction Lotus, and it cannot be used indefinitely like the real magic weapon, it can only be used three times......"

Gong Aobai's eyes were like a cone: "So, how many times is it now?"

Guru Bayin didn't answer, the admiration on his face turned to regret, and in this moment, the "Pseudo-Life and Extinguishing Lotus" in his palm was like a sand sculpture, shattering into a fine sand-like crystal, falling all over his palm, and with a gentle grip, countless crystal chips rustled from his fingers.

Indeed, there is no need to answer.

The three of Gong Aobai all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if they came again like just now, they would definitely die.

Guru Bayin patted the crumbs from his palm, and said, "The Pseudo-Life and Destruction Lotus is ruined, but in the state of the three, will it still be my opponent?"

Gong, Zuo, and Wu had ugly faces, and they had even more humiliation and anger that could not be concealed, they were all cultivators, and they never imagined that one day, they would be forced to this extent by a "quasi-cultivator".

Master Bayin is a half-demon, born with a spiritual root, and he is indeed a cultivator, but he is different from the three envoys, he has a mission, for the demon clan to lay out the lower domain, in this world for nearly a long time, the strength has already fallen to the psychic realm, this is the highest realm that the heavenly mirror domain can accommodate, this realm has a special name "half-step cultivation", also known as "quasi-cultivator".

And the three envoys have only been in the lower region for a few days, and they still maintain the cultivation of cultivators. In terms of strength, Master Bayin doesn't say one-on-three, it's one-on-one. However, whether it is a battle between a warrior, a samurai, or a cultivator, it is not only the strength that determines the victory. Environment, spiritual weapons (magic weapons), status, luck, and so on are all important factors that can change the outcome of the battle.

Master Bayin knew that he might be able to deal with the cultivators when he sent the envoy group, and in order to ensure that Master Bayin could successfully complete the task, the superior demon clan also invested a lot of money, and instructed the subordinate branches of the Central Domain to send secret envoys to send several high-level magic weapons, so that Master Bayin could compete with the three major cultivators.

The boundary beads that have become Luo Xiao's trophies are one of them.

It is also a high-level magic weapon, and the attack-type "Pseudo-Life and Destruction Lotus" is much more terrifying than the Boundary Bead, and it is unprepared, and it is a sudden attack, and with the strong strength of the three major cultivators, they all suffer a big loss.

At present, Zuo Yuheng was seriously injured, Wu Sen lost the strength to fight again, and even Gong Aobai suffered a lot of internal injuries, and consumed a lot of true yuan due to the powerful destructive power of the "Pseudo Life and Destruction Lotus", so that he had to use the only high-grade spirit stone on his body to replenish his spiritual energy. This is one of his life-saving capitals, and it is really distressing and annoyed to consume it here.

Gong Aobai took a deep breath, slowly raised his fist, and the depleted spirit stone powder fell between his fingers, floating in the wind, his eyes were cold: "Bayin, you have been in the lower realm for too long, thinking that the psychic realm is invincible, it seems necessary for you to revisit an iron law of the middle realm-under cultivation, there are all ants! Even if you are extremely weak cultivators, you can't defeat strong ants!"

Guru Bayin scoffed: "It seems that this is indeed the case...... However, I am a natural demon spirit root. What about you? It seems that you have cultivated from a warrior and a samurai to a cultivator step by step, right? The ants have turned over but despise the ants, and you are not much better than me, a half-demon. ”

Gong Aobai was slapped in the face, and the corners of his eyes twitched, but he quickly calmed down, and without saying a word, he stretched out a slender white finger and poked forward, and his fingertips shot out a surging True Yuan power, which shot into the chest of Master Bayin who was ten zhang away.

Master Bayin also stretched out a finger and shot out a translucent pillar of light, colliding with Gong Aobai's True Yuan Power in midair.

The air rubbed into a violent sizzling sound, the starlight sputtered little by little, and the two translucent silk threads seemed to devour each other, constantly dissolving, but it was obvious that Master Bayin's silk thread dissolved faster, and the result was that Gong Aobai's True Yuan power was constantly approaching.

Just as Master Bayin was struggling to resist, Zuo Yuheng suddenly jumped up, shook his hand and popped out a folding fan, the fan bone was three feet long, almost equal to the length of the sword, the fan surface was unfolded, the silver light was shining, the shape was like a giant axe, the true yuan was circling, the momentum was compelling, and it was obviously also a magic weapon.

The brush, the fan axe took off, and the refining seemed to slash at the head of Master Bayin.

Master Bayin turned his right hand into a knife, and with a slap of True Yuan Knife Qi tore through the air, he fiercely faced the fan axe.

The true yuan collided, as if the silver bottle exploded, and the waves were overflowing.

A white shadow flew violently, cutting deep into the hard stone wall, it was the fan axe, and after Zuo Yuheng sent out this blow, he withered with all his strength and sat down.

Gong Aobai immediately seized the opportunity of Master Bayin's distraction, poured it with all his strength, and the true yuan skyrocketed, instantly scattering Master Bayin's true yuan pillar of light, piercing through the palm of his hand, the power of the true yuan was still strong, and then through the arm, it shot behind him, snorted, and seemed to cut something.

Guru Bayin stumbled, his arms swinging clearly out of sync, obviously deposed.

At this time, it was a good opportunity to take advantage of his illness to kill him, however, Gong Aobai stood still, motionless, his eyes widening wider and wider.

Zuo Yuheng also gave up healing, completely ignoring the potential physical hazards that might be left as a result, jumped up and stared ahead for a moment.

Even Wu Sen, who was originally seriously injured and difficult to get up, sat up like a monster who had been subjected to the blood of the demon, and his green eyes stared at the front.

Guru Bayin was also confused by the actions of these people, he held his chest up with one palm, kept his guard, slowly turned around, and suddenly shook violently, and the expression on his face was mixed with unspeakable emotions such as excitement, ecstasy, and disbelief, and his throat gurgled and he couldn't make a sound.

In the depths of the dragon's lair, dark and gloomy, the secret picture of the blood mastiff that merged into one was quietly covered by a raised object, and the glimmer of glowstone occasionally reflected in the light of the light was unnoticeable.

However, at this moment, the Blood Mastiff Secret Diagram was split in two by the True Yuan Blade, and suddenly the light shone brightly, and everyone's eyes were attracted by this light.

Because the light is too bright, it makes people unable to see the specific things, but the outline is still faintly visible.

A mirror-like thing the size of a bronze mirror, the light is dazzling, real and illusory, faintly seen a dragon-shaped light and shadow and a touch of colorful phoenix flames, circling around the mirror and floating, beautiful, mysterious and moving.

However, this is not the most attractive, what really shocked the four people present was that the four cultivators, in front of this mysterious mirror, all felt an absolute coercion, and the power of the true yuan was faintly out of control......

"Magic Weapon...... No! No! This is, this is, this is ......" At this moment, Gong Aobai had long lost his chic and handsome state, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his originally clear and pleasant voice became extremely dry and unpleasant, like sand cutting an iron pot, spitting out word by word.

"This, is, immortal, vessel, heaven, mirror!"