Zhanmeng was very proud, after all, his sand space could not be imitated by others.
He laughed wildly, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a copper ring suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he suddenly threw it towards Mu Feng.
When the copper ring was in the air, it split into two, then into four, and finally into eight, and flew towards Mu Feng, making a "whooshing" friction sound.
While attacking Mu Feng, Zhanmeng turned around and ran to collect the flying mist from the sea of sand. Several palms made of condensed sand stretched out from his body, and kept grabbing the flying mist from the sea of sand into his body.
Not long after, a large sea of sand and flying mist were all covered up by him.
Before Mu Feng could get angry, eight rings had already flown in front of him, blooming with blazing divine light.
"Get out of my way!"
He roared angrily, grabbed the Qingxiao Sword and slashed it down diagonally!
when!
The sharp energy directly cut a ring into two halves, but the remaining ring spread out instantly like a living thing, flying past Mu Feng and straight towards Fudo Ming Wang Xiang.
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But in the blink of an eye, seven rings were put on Fudo Myooh's body, some on his arms, and some on his neck.
Kaka...
A heart-wrenching sound sounded, and Mu Feng seemed to feel that his body was being tightened, and then with a bang, Fudo Mingwang Dharma Prime exploded.
The Dharma Prime Minister, who was still holding the Brahma stick in his hand, also flew out at this time. He was caught by Zhan Meng and stuffed into his own special space.
This surprised Mu Feng, and seeing the remaining rings flying towards him again made him feel solemn.
"cut!"
He flew high into the sky, with the Qingxiao Sword lying in front of him. Huge energy surged rapidly like clouds and mist, entering the Qingxiao Sword, and a dazzling light flashed across the blade for a moment.
Seven rings roared towards him, Mu Feng suddenly raised his sword high and slashed the sky with one strike!
Whoosh!
Seven sword shadows flew out, accurately cutting down the seven rings. Each ring was destroyed and eventually dissipated, leaving only one body that became broken and fell from the sky.
When Zhan Meng saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneered twice: "Haha, it's just a small gadget that makes you feel like a powerful enemy. Let me show you my other treasures!"
As he spoke, he suddenly put his hand into his body. His body was as soft as sand, and soon he took out a short sword.
Then Zhanmeng threw the dagger into the air, and the dagger immediately began to split again, but in the blink of an eye, densely packed daggers filled the sky.
"How about this move?"
He looked very proud.
Mu Feng's heart sank. It seemed that Zhan Meng had a large number of treasures and holy weapons in his body. This was all thanks to the special space he created. It was simply the best way to snatch other people's holy weapons.
Whoosh!
Seeing the daggers falling from the sky, Mu Feng's eyes became cold, but this time he did not dodge, but instead drew an ancient character on his palm.
It’s the ancient character Taimi!
This ancient character represents traceability, which is exactly what restrains the treasure that can transform into thousands of things.
The dense daggers engulfed Mu Feng, but in an instant, all the daggers disappeared, leaving only the only one in Mu Feng's hand.
"Don't think that you are the only one who can steal other people's treasures."
Mu Feng snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw the dagger into the wordless golden book, letting Jiuyuan suppress it tightly.
When it comes to special spaces, nothing is more special than the wordless golden book. Therefore, when the dagger was thrown into the world of the golden book, Zhanmeng also lost control of the dagger.
"Oh? It's really good, but just knowing these things is of little use."
Zhan Meng sneered, and his body suddenly turned into countless sand and dust and rushed towards Mu Feng. In the blink of an eye, a huge sand storm formed and enveloped Mu Feng.
Alas!
The sandstorm swept across crazily, even the surrounding space was torn into pieces, and Mu Feng, who was in the middle, was completely attacked.
Countless sand and dust hit his body, leaving bloody holes one after another.
The huge tearing force almost tore his entire body into pieces.
Mu Feng gritted his teeth and persisted, but his body simply couldn't bear it for too long.
"Mu Feng, how does this feel? This fake of mine is even more powerful than your real body!"
Zhan Meng laughed proudly.
But at this moment, Mu Feng suddenly raised his head, with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Really? Let you die with this dream!"
As he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared on his chest, and then the burning sun appeared in the middle of the sandstorm, and an astonishing aura rose into the sky.
"Ultimate treasure? Oh no!"
Zhanmeng was so complacent that he forgot that Mu Feng still had a treasure in his hand. It was already too late to retreat.
boom!
The huge flame formed the shape of a mushroom and slowly rose into the sky. The huge sound instantly spread for hundreds of miles, followed by the earth shaking.
Within a hundred miles, everyone could only see the light of fire rising into the sky, and a huge hole was burned in the sky.
At the moment when the scorching sun broke out, Zhan Meng only focused on escaping, allowing Mu Feng to use the Space Avenue to quickly move away, but was eventually blown away by the aftermath.
Even the elders of the Pier clan and other demon cultivators who were fighting had forgotten to take action at this moment and stared blankly at the place where the fire light rose.
This was the first time for most of them to see such a violent treasure.
call!
The astonishing aftermath swept across, leaving everything for hundreds of miles bare, and all the trees and rocks on the ground turned into powder in an instant.
At the center of the explosion, only a huge crater of 100 feet was left on the ground, and it was pitch black inside.
After a long time, the fire finally disappeared, but the damage caused was difficult to recover.
Mu Fengfei returned to the bottom of the giant pit, where he saw the miserable Zhan Meng.
At this time, Zhanmeng could no longer maintain his body, and half of his body turned into pitch-black sand, falling down "thumping" as if it had been wet.
And from his body, pieces of treasures were also falling out, including Mu Feng's Brahma Stick, the Demon-Conquering Pestle, and even the Flying Mist from the Sea of Sand.
He took two steps, but his legs turned into sand and fell to the ground, unable to close at all.
"Mu...Mufeng..."
Zhanmeng stretched out his hand to grab Mu Feng, but when his arm reached Mu Feng's feet, it turned into a pile of sand.
“Fake goods are just fakes after all.”
Although Mu Feng used the treasure to consume a lot of money, the injuries were not as bad as expected. He could recover quickly from the injuries caused by Zhan Meng.
However, he didn't dare to be careless about Zhan Meng, so he used golden flames to burn all the sand left by Zhan Meng, leaving no dust behind, and then he felt relieved.