The yin-yang mirror that I split open with my sword came from Bangladesh. Their yin-yang mirror is slightly different from the domestic yin-yang mirror.
The domestic yin-yang mirror has two sides, one is yang and the other is yin. It is inspired by runes and can reflect ghosts and gods.
The Bengali yin-yang mirror is divided into two sides. When using it, it must be used by two or more people.
It is worth mentioning that their yin-yang mirror functions more like a prison. There are countless lonely ghosts and unjust undead souls imprisoned in the mirror.
After being split open by my sword, countless undead souls were freed and poured out from the Yin-Yang Mirror. Some undead souls fled around without hesitation, but there were also some fierce guys who were angry with the exorcists of Bangladesh for imprisoning themselves and did not hesitate to do so.
and threw themselves at each other.
Before the other party actually took action against me, he was attacked by the undead.
As soon as the undead came out, the venue suddenly became chaotic. Only the living people were suffering, and the undead were everywhere. Some exorcists were busy cleaning up the dead souls that escaped from the Yin and Yang Mirror, but they failed to take care of us.
Saint Dika was so angry that his nose was crooked, but he still relied on his identity and did not join the battlefield. Instead, Demon Ancestor said coldly: "The dead people who are imprisoned by the Yin-Yang Mirror should be killed!"
He waved his hand, and the exorcist from Bangladesh instantly bled from all his orifices and died. He opened his mouth, let out a ghostly roar, and the fleeing souls rushed toward him.
After Demon Ancestor took action, the venue suddenly became much cleaner. Some self-aware exorcists retreated one after another, not daring to join such a high-level battle, but there were also some proud exorcists who did not retreat but advanced, layer upon layer.
Surround us at the core.
The exorcists learned a lesson this time and knew that against masters like us, swarming us would not only have no effect, but we would also seize the opportunity and use our strength to fight against them.
So they organized themselves with a tacit understanding, headed by Si Zhongheng, Old Man Yan, Deep Sea Dragon Seed, and the captain of the Regal Era, who were constantly on hand to provide support.
Among these four people, Si Zhongheng and the deep-sea dragon species are the strongest, followed by Old Man Yan. The captain of the Regal Era is the weakest because he has lost his body.
But this unlucky captain was facing the strongest Zhang Wuren.
Zhang Wuren was angry at the captain for slandering Di Ming for cannibalism, and sneered: "Captain, you are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me! I will send you to pieces today to warn the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his stick and dropped it, and in a flash of golden light, it landed on the captain's forehead.
Tantric iron rods are the best at subduing demons. If they were smashed, the captain would inevitably end up in a state of disarray. But at this moment, the clouds suddenly burst above his head and a rope fell from the sky.
The rope was stretched straight, like a spear, and was stabbed directly into Zhang Wuren's forehead. Zhang Wuren ducked sideways, only to find a black shadow falling from the sky along the rope.
Before the man fell down, a fierce murderous aura had already enveloped Zhang Wuren.
In my busy schedule, I took a look along the rope and found that this guy turned out to be the Tongtian Imperial Master who just got into the clouds!
This guy is really good at it. He was not caught up and burned to death by Yu Buren's real sun fire just now!
Zhang Wuren's eyebrows suddenly stood up and he shouted: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill someone?"
He stretched out his hand a little, but he didn't know what he did, and the rope instantly became soft.
You must know that all the abilities of the Tongtian Imperial Master are on this rope. Whether it is the clone technique or the Tongtian technique, you must rely on this omnipotent rope.
Now that the rope was broken, a look of panic instantly appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and tapped the rope twice, but still could not stop the falling momentum.
There was just a "bang" sound, and Grand Master Tongtian fell heavily on the stage. His brains burst out and blood flew everywhere. A great Imperial Master was actually thrown to death at the joint meeting of exorcists!
Zhang Wuren didn't even look at him. He hit the captain with a backhand stick.
"The reason why we are called Soul Suppressors! Our best skill is to suppress three souls and seven souls! Captain, you are not at fault. You were trapped in the Ten Thousand Demon Pit three years ago, and you contributed to the living! But you should not
If you get mixed up with the dead after death, I will suppress you for three hundred years today! If you still persist in your obsession, you will inevitably lose your soul in the future!"
I saw golden light flashing, and layers of runes had completely wrapped up the captain.
I sighed, Zhang Wuren was still kind and soft-hearted, not as cruel as Yu Buren. The captain slandered Di Ming and others as cannibals and colluded with the Demon Ancestor. If it had been Yu Buren, he would have been killed!
Why is there no need to suppress him for three hundred years?
If Zhang Wuren was serious about it, how could the captain resist it? The next golden ball was kicked by Zhang Wuren and flew into the distance.
Unexpectedly, this guy was only halfway through the flight when the first figure suddenly intercepted the captain. With a casual grab, he firmly held the golden ball, cut through the runes, and pinched out the captain's three legs.
Seven souls.
The captain looked panicked and shouted: "Demon Ancestor! Save me!"
The man who grabbed the golden ball was handsome and had an evil smile on his face. He was holding the captain's three souls and seven souls and said with a smile: "It's not of any use, so what use do you have?"
After saying this, he stuffed the captain's three souls and seven souls into his mouth, and heard the captain's begging for mercy suddenly stop, and then there was silence.
Demon Ancestor casually glanced at the battlefield on the stage, and said impatiently: "There are so many masters, but they can't do anything to four exorcists! I've been living like a dog for a long time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Ancestor roared: "Saint Dika! Today I will help you eradicate the Special Case Division! From now on, the East will belong to the dead! The West will belong to the dead!"
This guy was so fast. As soon as the voice came, he was already standing firmly in front of Zhang Wuren. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Wuren's tantric iron rod.
Zhang Wuren reacted very quickly and shouted: "Well done! Kill the demon! Today!"
Seeing the golden light shining brightly on the Tantric iron rod, he not only did not dodge, but handed the Tantric iron rod directly to the Demon Ancestor. You must know that the Tantric iron rod is densely covered with evil-proof runes, and ordinary little devils, let alone touch it,
I can't bear to even look at it.
The Demon Ancestor is really asking for trouble if he wants to seize the tantric iron rod!
The movements of both sides were extremely fast. In an instant, Demon Ancestor had firmly grasped the Tantric iron rod in his hand. The golden light on the iron rod was flashing, and countless runes were rolling along Demon Ancestor's arms and drilling towards him.
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Demon Ancestor laughed loudly: "What a stick! What a stick!"
His wrist shook, and countless golden lights suddenly dissipated. Zhang Wuren felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the short stick trembled at an extremely high frequency.
This kind of trembling instantly caused serious damage to his right hand, and he could not even hold the tantric iron rod.
The Demon Ancestor took the Tantric iron rod and said with a smile: "Just such a short stick can actually kill countless of my people! Just destroy it today!"
He grabbed both ends of the tantric iron rod with both hands, exerted slight force with both hands, and the straight tantric iron rod instantly formed a U-shape, and then threw it to the ground easily.
As soon as Demon Ancestor took action, the entire audience was immediately shocked and fell into silence.
Not just because of what he said: The east belongs to the dead and the west belongs to the living.
What's more, he forced Zhang Wuren back with just one move and destroyed his magical weapon. With such a method, who among the people present can compare with him?
I slashed with my sword, causing Old Man Yan to retreat continuously. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I retreated sharply and stood firmly beside Zhang Wuren.
My eyes are so anxious that they are red. In my age, I have never seen Zhang Wuren suffer a loss. This Demon Ancestor can destroy Zhang Wuren's Tantric iron rod with one move. Doesn't it mean that we have seriously misjudged his strength?
In contrast, Zhang Wuren remained calm and said calmly: "It's not a problem!"
He looked at the twisted Tantric iron rod and shook his head gently: "It's just a pity for this magic weapon."
Demon Ancestor smiled and said: "If you have time to feel sorry for your magic weapon, it's better to feel sorry for yourself!"
Yu Buren roared loudly, purple light flashed, and he stood firmly beside Zhang Wuren. He laughed loudly and said: "Demon Ancestor, are you inflated? Why don't we compete today to see whose method is better!"
Demon Ancestor nodded: "Okay, I'll kill the four of you, and Brother Corpse will have an explanation from his side! You four can go together!"