Chapter 22: Hongjun Promise
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The Pangu Banner is one of the three innate treasures transformed by the Pangu God Open Heaven Axe, and it is so powerful that even a saint has to retreat.
At this moment, the Pangu Banner was controlled by the Hongjun Yuan Shen, and its whole body flickered, exuding a terrifying momentum, quickly approaching Yang Mei, and then rotating rapidly around Yang Mei, leaving a series of afterimages in the chaotic void.
At the same time, one after another chaotic sword qi, like a raging storm, shot out from the Pangu flag, constantly attacking Yang Mei from all directions.
Yang Mei's face still did not change, watching Pangu Banner continue to rotate around it, smiling slightly, in Hongjun's horrified gaze, a mysterious power suddenly erupted around his body.
This mysterious power formed a sphere, firmly guarding Yang Mei, constantly absorbing the chaotic sword qi from all directions.
Not only that, maybe Yang Mei didn't want to engage in this meaningless contest again, and suddenly, his right hand waved again. Suddenly, the Pangu Banner that was spinning rapidly in the chaotic void was suddenly forcibly taken away by an incomparably majestic force!
"How is this possible!" Hongjun's newly calm heart was once again overflowing, and his eyes were filled with deep disbelief!
You must know that the Pangu Banner has been completely refined by him, and there is a trace of his Yuan Shen mark on it, even if others take it, he can still control it.
But now, Yang Mei not only forcibly took away the Pangu Flag, but what made Hongjun even more horrified was that his connection with Pangu Banner was also cut off by a mysterious force.
This kind of supernatural means is simply unheard of!
No, not unheard of!
The scene in front of him made Hongjun suddenly feel a little familiar.
Involuntarily, Hongjun's mind came to the picture of Lu Chen showing his might and forcibly snatching the god-killing spear from Luo Hu's hand, and the corners of Hongjun's mouth suddenly twitched.
At that time, it was indeed very happy to see Lu Chen deal with Luo Hu like that, but now, in the blink of an eye, it was his turn, and Hongjun was so aggrieved that he just wanted to vomit blood.
"Fellow Daoist, we might as well end here. Yang Mei squinted his eyes slightly.
This is an asymmetrical contest at all, although Yang Mei's strength is only one step higher than Hongjun's, but after all, he is the body of the Chaos Demon God, and his magical means are far from being able to deal with Hongjun now.
A trace of annoyance flashed in Hongjun's eyes, and he said coldly: "Fellow Daoist, it's over now, it's a little too early." ”
Yang Mei was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Since this is the case, Daoist friends can make a move." ”
"Okay!" Hongjun shouted, although the Pangu Banner was taken away, but the spirit treasure in his hand was not only the Pangu Banner!
Hongjun's eyes soared, his heart moved, and the four swords of Zhuxian flew out of thin air in an instant, and the ancient sword body flashed with brilliant streamers.
Under Hongjun's control, the four swords of Zhuxian were like four poisonous snakes spitting letters, and the tip of the sword continued to swallow a condensed chaotic sword, exuding monstrous killing intent, like four lightning bolts from four directions, breaking through the chaotic void and stabbing at Yang Mei.
Not only that, seeing Yang Mei's strange supernatural powers, Hongjun didn't dare to hold it up at all, and at the same time threw out the Taiji diagram suddenly, rolled up a burst of chaotic qi, and flew above Yang Mei's head.
The Taiji diagram rotated wildly, bursting out with two rays of yin and yang Xuanguang, like two tightly entangled black and white dragons, strangled towards Yang Mei with a fierce momentum.
For a time, Yang Mei was attacked on all sides!
Yang Mei's eyes showed a touch of solemnity. Although he is indeed able to use his divine power to absorb attacks, it is not without any restrictions, and he still needs to consume mana primordial gods.
A saint-level super master like Hongjun used the two innate treasures of the Zhuxian Four Swords and the Taiji Diagram at the same time, which was enough for Yang Mei to treat it cautiously.
However, on the surface, Yang Mei still smiled lightly, as if he didn't care about Hongjun's attack at all.
Suddenly, Yang Mei's face was pale, his long white hair was flying, the essence in his deep eyes skyrocketed, and Yang Mei's hands quickly formed handprints.
These mudras are mysterious and obscure, but they seem to be able to pull a vast force, and suddenly all of them are blessed on Yang Mei's hands.
When the last handprint was finished, a monstrous momentum erupted from his eyebrows, Yang Mei laughed, and pointed at the Four Swords of Zhuxian and Taiji Diagram with both hands. In an instant, the two innate supreme treasures died down one after another, and the chaotic sword qi and yin and yang Xuanguang all disappeared out of thin air, as if they had been swallowed by something.
Not only that, but immediately after, in Hongjun's frightened gaze, the Taiji Diagram Zhuxian Four Swords were forcibly taken away by Yang Mei again, and cut off the connection between the Supreme Treasure and him, as if he had never refined that Supreme Treasure.
This time, Hongjun finally stopped the attack in shock.
"How is it, what do you think?" Yang Mei chuckled softly.
Hongjun was silent, his complexion kept changing, half loud, and he sighed abruptly: "I'm not as good as a fellow Daoist, this time I'm poor Daoist and not as good as others." ”
Although Hongjun still has a lot of spiritual treasures in his hands, even the three most powerful treasures have been taken away, and there is no need to continue the competition.
Yang Mei smiled and said, "Since this is the case, I hope that Daoist friends can abide by the agreement." ”
Hongjun nodded expressionlessly and said, "Don't worry, since Poor Dao promised Daoyou, he will naturally keep his promise." ”
Although the appearance of Yang Mei hit Hongjun, who had just become holy and high-spirited. But since the agreement is made, Hongjun will not break his promise.
Yang Mei nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "Daoist friends don't need to mind, I am a hollow willow tree to achieve Taoism, and I became Taoist three thousand years earlier than Daoyou, so I can get lucky to beat Daoyou." ”
While speaking, Yang Mei took out all the three treasures that he had forcibly collected and handed them to Hongjun.
Hongjun looked at Yang Mei incredulously, he didn't expect Yang Mei to take the initiative to return the treasure. Although he was only sparring with Yang Mei, since the treasure was taken away by Yang Mei, Yang Mei had plenty of reasons to take it for himself. And he will not let go of his arrogance and take the initiative to ask for it.
However, to Hongjun's surprise, Yang Mei was disdainful of the top three treasures of the Flood Wilderness!
Hongjun was directly stunned for a while.
After half a ring, Hongjun came back to his senses, looked at Yang Mei, who had been smiling calmly and calmly, without hypocrisy, and took over the three great treasures such as Taijitu.
At the same time, he said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely live up to the trust of Taoist friends." ”
"So much for the best. Yang Mei smiled knowingly. As a Chaos Demon God, Yang Mei has no interest in the Innate Treasure at all, and it is enough to be able to exchange these three Treasures for Hongjun's promise.
Hongjun put away the three treasures, didn't say anything, arched his hand towards Yang Mei, and took the lead to leave. What happened today had a big impact on him, and he needed time to calm down.
"Xiaoyou, I can only help you get here, and the future road will depend on you. ”
Yang Mei looked at Hongjun in the distance, suddenly turned his gaze to the East China Sea, and muttered softly. His deep gaze seemed to be able to directly see Lu Chen on Penglai Immortal Island through the many spatial barriers.
Before the words fell, Yang Mei's figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.