"not good."

The Nine-Eye King's face suddenly changed, and a shadow was shrouded in his heart.

Immediately, he shot out the ancient mirror at the level of the supreme holy weapon, and tried his best to stimulate the supreme power inside the ancient mirror.

"Click."

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern condensed by the Blood Drop Sword and the Ancient Sword of the Abyss is revealed with its sharp edge and its sword energy is erect. It is easy to split the Destroyed Holy Warship in two halves, like two steel mountains falling down.

In an instant, a large number of immortal blood clan monks were shattered by sword energy, and their bodies and spirits were all destroyed.

"Boom."

Two loud noises.

Two pieces of the Destroyed Holy Warship fell to the ground, smashing two large pits, and the earth shook.

"Crash."

The ancient mirror shines brightly, countless inscriptions intertwined, and the power of the supreme condenses into a shimmering sea of ​​divine, blocking the blood-dropping sword and the ancient sword of the abyss, as if they want to imprison them.

However, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern flew over and broke through the supreme force with a destructive force, and the sea of ​​divine shattered and opened.

The tip of the Blood Drop Sword hit the center of the ancient mirror, shaking it backwards.

"Crack."

It can be clearly seen that several cracks appeared on the ancient mirror, and the damage was even more serious.

However, taking this opportunity, the Nine-Eyed King escaped far enough to avoid being attacked by the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation.

Just when the Nine-Eyed King wanted to retract the ancient mirror, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space, poked out a palm, and grabbed it from the air.

Then, a palm print that was dozens of feet long appeared above the ancient mirror, and a space vortex appeared in the palm of the palm. A ancient mirror with dim inscriptions grabbed the dim ancient mirror and forced it to suppress it with the power of space.

Although the ancient mirror is a supreme holy weapon, it is seriously damaged and has no spirit of the weapon, so suppressing it is not difficult.

Seeing that the ancient mirror was taken away, the Nine-Eyed King's eyes were about to explode from his sockets, and he roared angrily: "Return the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror to me."

The White Bone Holy Mountain has been half destroyed. If he loses the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror again, his losses this time will be too great. How can he compete with the geniuses and monsters of the Immortal Vampire and even other tribes in the Hell Realm in the future?

"Okay, give it back to you."

The spiritual energy and holy energy in the world gathered towards Zhang Ruochen and rushed into the magic mirror of Zangshan.

A large number of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the ancient mirror, each of which was extremely clear. The terrifying supreme power was surging and surging, far better than in the hands of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King.

"Oops!"

The Nine-Eye Heavenly King's pupils were tightened and his heart was extremely palpitations.

He had already felt that his connection with the ancient mirror was cut off, and in the blink of an eye, the ancient mirror had changed hands.

"Retreat quickly."

Xia Wenxin also realized something was wrong and tried his best to activate the Holy Warship. One light spot after another appeared on the surface of the hull, and the light spots spread and turned into a star-like formation mark.

Countless thunder and lightning flew out from the formation mark, causing the sky to be bright and dark.

Zhang Ruochen had long expected Xia Wenxin to intervene, so he recalled the Chenyuan Ancient Sword and the Blood Drop Sword as soon as possible, quickly circled the left hand, controlled the two swords, and resisted the attack power of Xia Wenxin and the Destroyed Warship.

He hit the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror with his right hand and hit the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King.

At the same time, the Qingtian Futu Tower flew out and attacked the Blood Tussaud Son.

At the same time, he attacked the three sons of gods, which was really overbearing.

The Invincible Purgatory Tower was knocked away twice in a row, and its power was vented. It could no longer stimulate too strong power in a short period of time, so using the Qingtian Futu Tower was enough to deal with it.

"hateful."

The Nine-Eye King clenched his fists and was extremely angry.

Seeing that no one could rely on him, he had no choice but to take out half of the White Bone Holy Mountain containing the divine bones and hold it up.

The aura emitted by the Zangshan Magic Mirror was too terrible, which made him feel a great threat. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

On the other hand, Xia Wenxin also had a serious expression and beat the Cross Shield of Destroying God.

He had already seen that the sword formation composed of the Blood Sword and the Ancient Sword of the Abyss was invincible, and even the Destroyed Holy Warship could not withstand their slash.

The previous two sacred warships are the best examples.

"boom."

The magic mirror of Zangshan released the supreme power and instantly submerged the Holy Mountain of White Bone.

"Click."

The White Bone Holy Mountain made a sound of shattering and disintegration, and many holy bones instantly shattered and turned into powder.

After this attack, the White Bone Holy Mountain was basically destroyed, and the cost of repair was no less than refining one.

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's heart was bleeding, and he was about to go crazy, wishing he could tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.

The Zangshan Magic Mirror was originally his weapon, but it was controlled by Zhang Ruochen and used to deal with him. It was extremely hateful.

The only thing that is thankful is that the White Bone Holy Mountain helped him block the power of the Supreme and allowed him to escape temporarily.

At the first moment, the Nine-Eye Heavenly King flashed towards the Destroyed Holy Warship where Xia Wenxin was.

At this time, you must never be alone, otherwise you will definitely die.

The power of the Destroyed Holy Warship, coupled with the Destroyed God Cross Shield, was fiercely confronted with the Drop Blood Sword and the Ancient Sword of the Abyss, and they could not compete for a short period of time.

"Wow."

The Nine-Eye Heavenly King personally presided over the destruction of the holy warship, and thousands of immortal blood clerks mobilized the holy energy together. Then, one hundred and eighty light pillars flew out from the top of the battleship, connecting them to form a battle formation.

A giant axe condensed in the center of the battle formation and slashed down suddenly.

At the same time, three other battle formations condensed, and three war soldiers were woven together, emitting magnificent power.

"break."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold, his hands were put together, and a sword-drag fingerprint was formed. The Blood Drop Sword and the Chenyuan Ancient Sword were running faster and faster, and the power of the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation was further enhanced.

This world has turned into two different colors: yin and yang.

Four sword auras flew out from the sword formation.

The four sword auras were like a white rainbow that easily shattered four giant warriors condensed from the Destroyed Warship.

"Swish."

On the ground, tens of thousands of immortal blood clan monks arranged in a square array, firing out tens of thousands of holy lights, like meteors, cutting through the sky and hitting Zhang Ruochen.

Every holy light is a holy weapon.

All the holy lights are ten thousand holy tools.

So many holy weapons were shot out at the same time, and perfect power was bursting out, which was enough to kill a continent and extinct.

Zhang Ruochen was not anxious or confused. With one move in his sleeve, he called back the ancient sword of Chenyuan and the blood-dropping sword, spinning in front of him, making a roar of swords.

Tens of thousands of holy weapons hit the scene, with a huge momentum, but after touching the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation, they were all swept in.

The Yin-Yang Sword Formation rotates like a millstone of the world that destroys the world, stirring up the Yin-Yang of the universe and crushing everything in the world.

"Bang!Bang!Bang..."

In the sword formation, all the holy weapons exploded and turned into pieces of broken copper and iron.

"My God, is Zhang Ruochen possessed by the true god? All the holy weapons were attacked out, but they were completely destroyed."

"Is my flame cracker... ruined like this?"

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"roar."

Bao Lie roared, his body expanded, turned into his body, and rushed into the battle formation that produced tens of thousands of holy weapons.

The immortal blood clan monk in the battle formation was destroyed, and his sacred weapon was in chaos. He was beaten by Bao Lie and was overturned. He died in an instant.

On the other side, Ji Fanxin also took action. He gently flicked his jade finger, the air trembled, thousands of petals fell, and the fragrance of flowers filled, covering another battle formation of ten thousand people.

The petals look beautiful, like carved from ice and jade, but in fact they have hidden murderous intentions, and each piece can kill people.

In the blink of an eye, many petals were stained with blood, revealing a sense of strangeness.

At some point, Luo Yi appeared in the team and helped Xiang Chunan, Murong Yue and others attack the Immortal Vampire Army.

He took action in a timely manner, killing an immortal blood clan saint king who sneaked into Xiang Chunan, and helping Murong Yue block the attack of another nine-step saint king realm powerhouse.

"Good brother, thank you."

Xiang Chunan stared at Luo Yi with a grateful look.

On the other side, Shi Qiankun took out the Sword Tomb Palace and cooperated with Xiang Chunan and others to attack one of the Immortal Vampire Battle Formations.

The Sword Tomb Palace is not just a palace, but also a powerful holy weapon. It was activated by Shi Qiankun and the monks of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu, and it suddenly turned into a pyramid-like palace that was dozens of miles long.
To be continued...