"Damn..."

Seeing Chen Changsheng, he actually used their ancestral weapon of "Zhou Wuyunchao" to deal with his beast soul, Wu Ming's face became desperate.

His eyes were red and he looked at Chen Changsheng.

"Cang Gu sneer, come back."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

I saw that a huge Canggu sneer turned into a ball of demonic energy, broke free from the turtle chain, and returned to Wu Ming.

"Little beast, this is your better than me. Don't blame me if you become a ghost."

Wu Qing opened his mouth and swallowed Cang Gu's sneer, stared at Chen Changsheng like lightning, and made a magic seal with both hands.

"Hundred Beast Seal."

Buzz!

Suddenly, I saw the demonic aura transformed from Cang Gu's sneering into an ancient magic seal in Wu Ming's hand, sweeping towards Chen Changsheng like thousands of beasts rushing.

I saw Wu Ming’s seal.

Chen Changsheng's eyelids also trembled, and he did not dare to be careless at all. He also formed a handprint on his hands. Suddenly, he saw a glaring Vajra rushing over with a majestic aura.

Bang!

The two magic seals collided with each other, and a loud noise that shook the sky, disappeared invisible in an instant, leaving only the soul power that collided continuously around.

"Hmph! It seems that your set of handprints in "Buddhism and Taoism" may be more than "The Emperor's Dao God Fist". Wait! As long as the turtle soul dies, I will tear you into pieces." Wu Ming looked at Chen Changsheng with a fierce smile.

Standing in the distance, Wu Jiangshan saw Wu Ming's various methods, they were all restrained by Chen Changsheng, and even the ancient mirror of the Emperor was entangled with the turtle soul.

The smile on his face froze immediately.

How strong is Wu Ming?

He knew better than everyone present. It can be said that "The Emperor Ancient Mirror" is his greatest reliance. As long as the ancient mirror is in hand, not to mention that the other party is just a holy body realm, even a strong man like Yuan Tiangang, who is definitely not his opponent.

"Emperor Wu... the little prince won't lose!" Wu Zhenyu said with a worried look on his face.

"Hmph! A boy in the holy body realm wants to win Minger?" Gu Huang glanced at the battlefield between the Turtle Soul and the Emperor Ancient Mirror. When he saw Chen Changsheng's Turtle Soul, he was already scarred under the attack of the Emperor Ancient Mirror, he felt a little relieved.

He believed that as long as Chen Changsheng's turtle soul died, it would be a breeze for his son to kill the boy from Wanbeast Palace.

"Gu Huang, now I admit defeat and return the ancient tower of the Zhou Wuyun Dynasty's Zhou Dynasty. Otherwise, if a genius is lost for no reason, it would be a disaster for the Wanbeast Palace." Wu Jiangshan squinted his eyes and sneered.

"oh."

Gu Huang raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Mr. Wu, you should worry about your son first. Look at me. Without that piece of the Emperor's ancient mirror, his strength is a bit worth mentioning!"

Wu Jiangshan's eyes flashed and he looked at the battle in the field with a complicated expression.

He also knew that Gu Huang was talking about the truth. His youngest son had a great relationship with the Emperor Ancient Mirror. If he abandoned the Emperor Ancient Mirror, his son's talent would probably be considered ordinary.

"Bang……"

Just as Chen Changsheng and Wu Ming were fighting hard, a crisp sound came out of the turtle soul. I saw that the turtle soul's extremely hard shells were actually smashed into pieces by the Emperor's ancient mirror.

The golden light burst out from the "Emperor Ancient Mirror" is still constantly refining the soul power of the turtle soul. Seeing this scene, the expressions of the ancient phoenix and the Empress of Creation became nervous.

They all knew very well that once Chen Changsheng's beast soul had any shortcomings, Wu Ming would take back the "Emperor Ancient Mirror". Even if Chen Changsheng had the ancestral weapon of the ancient tower of the Sin, he might not be Wu Ming's opponent.

After all, his Canggu sneer, even a strong man in the Heavenly Destiny Realm, dare not underestimate him.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Ming, who also noticed this scene, laughed and said ferociously, "Without the beast soul, let's see how you fight with this prince..."

Chen Changsheng's mind suddenly became tight and he was about to take back the turtle soul. Even if he used his own strength to resist Wu Ming, he would never let the turtle soul have any shortcomings.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

It was obvious that Wu Ming's "Emperor Ancient Mirror" was about to be killed.

At this moment, a heart-pounding aura suddenly broke out from the body of the turtle soul, and the turtle chain behind it kept ringing, and the beast eyes also turned scarlet.

"Bang……"

The stone tablet on the back of the turtle soul suddenly flew up, facing the Emperor's ancient mirror and hit it. This scene was so fast that before everyone could even react, they saw Wu Ming's ancient mirror being knocked away by a broken stone tablet.

Even a large piece of it was sunken in the ancient mirror of the Emperor.

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming's smile froze immediately, and his pupils contracted and shouted: "Heaven...Heaven Monument, how could there be a Heaven Monument on your beast soul? Not...Impossible."

"Hmph! Do you think that in the whole world, you can only have the opportunity and luck, and others must be worse than you. Are you very happy to use a divine object like the Emperor's Ancient Mirror to bully a holy body realm? Is this young master ruined your Emperor's Ancient Mirror today."

Seeing the tragic situation of the turtle soul, Chen Changsheng was also angry. Seeing the turtle soul shaking, he knew that its soul power was drained by the sky monument. His mind moved, and he saw that the majestic soul power instantly poured into the sky monument.

"Bang!"

The sky monument hit Wu Ming's ancient mirror and smashed it hard.

"Puff!"

Seeing that the ancient mirror of the Emperor was smashed by the turtle soul's sky monument, Wu Qing opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of blood, looked at Chen Changsheng with a grim look, and roared, "Little beast, I have fought with you..."

"Smash..."

Bang!

The sky monument was smashed up again.

When he saw the turtle soul's celestial monument, Wu Ming's injury would be a little severe every time he hit it. He suddenly realized and sneered: "It turned out to be a mirror."

"Hmph! No wonder your cultivation has been in the holy body realm for so many years. It turns out that your soul power is used to nourish this ancient mirror of the Emperor. If you want to turn it into your body, Zhou Wuyun Chao is really a feather bird. A prince is probably already covered with the blood of countless people!"

Swish!

Wu Ming didn't expect that Chen Changsheng suddenly revealed his secret, his face suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "You are talking nonsense..."

"Hey... I'm talking nonsense?" Chen Changsheng sneered and said, "The method of nourishing weapons has always been considered an evil technique. Even the strong Immortal Emperors dare not try it easily. Without the nourishment of tens of millions of people, just with your cultivation in the Holy Body Realm, I'm afraid that you will have been sucked away by it before you even merged with this ancient mirror of the Emperor!"
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