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Wei Yangyao's face was solemn at this time, there were words in his mouth, and his gestures kept changing, and the small flag of the size of the mu was under the command of Wei Yangyao, not only did not shine, but seemed to be filthy, and on the flagpole and the flag, the poisonous fog kept rising, but it was condensed but not dispersed, gathering around the small flag.

Liang Yuhuan and the others stood around Wei Yangyao, looking unaffected by the sudden appearance of the poisonous fog, after the poisonous fog appeared, almost instantly, from the edge of the small flag, a large area of poisonous fog seemed to spray, covering most of the sky within the light mask.

Wei Yangyao looked up at the tumbling poisonous mist, his face was solemn and boundless, and suddenly the murmuring sound in his mouth became louder, his hands kept spinning like wheels, and the poisonous mist that was originally scattered out was like a well-trained soldier when the law was sounded, and he began to entangle endlessly.

As if in the blink of an eye, the small flag danced in the air a few times, and suddenly, the original mist-like poisonous mist seemed to liquefy, turning into drops of raindrops the size of jet-black glass balls, and the raindrops stood in the air, as if ten thousand arrows were fired together, ready to go, towards the rising flames, arrogant, full of provocative looks.

At this time, the large array set up by the royal guards of the Yue Kingdom, the burning flames had risen to a height of three zhang, constantly burning the monks of the two countries hiding on the black mountain, Wei Yangyao turned his head to look at the monks around, and the momentum of looking at the world spontaneously appeared.

Suddenly, Wei Yangyao pointed to the small flag, and in an instant, the jet-black raindrops standing in the air galloped towards the flames.

The raindrops and the flames are like life, and as soon as they come into contact, they are entangled with each other in the air, and the raindrops emit cold light from time to time, alternating with the fiery heat emitted by the flames, colliding in the air, making a sizzling sound like cold water dripping into boiling hot oil.

The raindrops came fiercely, and the originally fierce flames were suddenly suppressed by more than a zhang, and the two were two feet above the ground, constantly fighting, and no one could help anyone, maintaining an evenly matched situation.

The faces of the people of Liang and Jing regained a little composure, although the flames were still relentless, but under the entanglement of the black raindrops, the originally high temperature finally eased, alleviating the situation that was originally burned by the fire, and everyone's minds were a little lively.

Liang Yuhuan turned his head to watch the silk sweat glands keep slipping from Wei Yangyao's forehead, but there was no joy on his face, and he knew very well in his heart that although the Great Perfection Cultivator of the Cultivation God Realm could sacrifice the top mutation magic weapon, it was suspected of being tricky after all, and with the mana of the Cultivating God Realm Monk, it would not last long.

Thinking of this, Liang Yuhuan was no longer clumsy, and he took out an inconspicuous mirror from the storage bag with an unwilling face, the mirror is not much, only the size of two palms, and the edge of the mirror is engraved with a red flame pattern, but the surface of the mirror looks turbid, and there are even slight cracks in some places.

"Princess Yunxin, this is the back hand of the imperial grandson, so it seems that the imperial grandson has been forced into a desperate situation, we must be ready to rescue at any time. Seeing Liang Yuhuan's painful expression, Gu Zichen immediately expressed his attitude again with some dogs, raising the Gu family's impression in the royal family.

"Big brother is really going to work hard. Liang Yun's pretty face was slightly wrinkled, with a hint of distress, but after all, he took the overall situation into account, nodded, and looked at the guards of the Yue Imperial Family, his smart eyes were full of evil energy.

Gu Zichen and Murong Hanxing glanced at each other, Gu Zichen held the Yuan Sage Spear tightly in his hand, although Murong Hanxing didn't make any moves, his handsome face also had a trace of fluctuation.

Just when Gu Zichen's thoughts were fluttering and distracting thoughts were everywhere, Liang Yuhuan, who was originally standing in the black mountain, no longer hesitated, threw the sharp flame mirror upward, and recited the law, and the sharp flame mirror suddenly turned red, exuding a scorching light.

The light swept away in all directions, piercing everyone's hearts like sharp arrows, making the hearts of the onlookers and hiders palpitate and chill all over.

Before everyone could eliminate the timidity in their hearts, the originally petite Sharp Flame Mirror spread out with the light, and the body seemed to be stretched, and it swelled to the size of an acre before it stopped rotating.

After the swelling, the mirror surface of the sharp flame mirror is still muddy, and no item can be reflected in it, and even faintly, you can see a few scars the thickness of an arm, lying across the mirror, the sharp flame mirror is like a small flag raised by Wei Yangyao, and the surface looks like a tattered sundries.

Chen Liangzhe saw the small flag raised by Wei Yangyao for the first time, and he was still able to maintain a calm expression, and continued to command the large array to compete with the top mutation magic weapon. However, when he saw Liang Yuhuan refining the Sharp Flame Mirror with all his might, his face turned pale.

"He can only insist on one attack at most, and if he persists, he will be able to achieve the final victory, don't be discouraged, if you can't do it, rest for a while. ”

There were five or six remaining guards of the Yue Kingdom who had not lost their mana, and in an instant, they replaced five people who had consumed too much mana. The dozen or so disciples who originally defended against everyone have all been converted into people who consume a lot of mana, and as for the expected defense, they have basically relied on the power of the Yue Kingdom.

"Yue Guo, we will win!" Chen Liangzhe shouted loudly after waiting for the rotation to take place.

"Yue Guo, victory!" the Yue Imperial Guards echoed one after another.

In an instant, under Chen Liangzhe's encouragement, many people who had consumed a lot of mana, with no one to replace them, held high-level spirit crystals in one hand to replenish their mana, gritted their teeth one after another, and continued to follow Chen Liangzhe, dancing the Xuanhuo Banner in their hands.

Suddenly, the flames that had been knocked down by the black raindrops swooped up for about a meter before they could maintain their balance.

Chen Liangzhe saw that there was something to do, gritted his teeth and took out a white porcelain bottle from the storage bag, pulled out the cap, but saw that the vial contained a liquid that was extremely clear like clear water, the liquid was colorless and tasteless, and lay quietly in the bottle.

Chen Liangzhe had an unbearable look on his face, but looking at the sharp flame mirror that was accumulating, he suddenly shook the Xuanhuo Flag in his hand, as if it had a pulling force, and the clearest liquid in the bottle, under the guidance of the Xuanhuo Flag, suddenly rose from the bottle.

After the water in the bottle flew into the air, the water that was originally in the palm of the hand suddenly seemed to decompose, one life two, two lives three, three lives endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a bend of the empty stream, surrounding the outside of the transparent light mask, flowing non-stop.

Gu Zichen could even hear the sound of rushing water, resounding in the air, Murong Hanxing and Liang Yunxin, looking at such a magical thing, were equally amazed.

It is really a rare experience to watch such a continuous, dazzling, and rapidly changing illusion fight.

In the amazement of the three of them, the stream that revolved around the formation suddenly overturned on top of the entire large array, and the stream that poured down, as if it was adherent, was indiscriminately covered on the transparent light mask.

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