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"Bastard, I don't care. Beizhou is Zhong Shan's hard work and no one can destroy it. Golden Eyes, open!"

Nian Youyou shouted angrily, his eyes suddenly turned golden, and as soon as the golden pupils opened, a huge golden light sprayed towards Nu Qinghui.

Nu Qinghui's expression changed. Nu Qinghui had awakened to the memories of the past. As a disciple of Ancestor Minghe, he had a deep understanding of Ancestor Minghe's golden eyes.

In the past, Patriarch Styx's golden eyes opened, and he instantly became a saint.

Even if Nian Youyou can't reach the level of Ancestor Styx for killing a saint instantly, he still doesn't dare to underestimate this pupil technique.

"Jiuzhou Dui Ding!" Nu Qinghui waved his hand.

"Buzz!"

A huge bronze cauldron suddenly appeared. As it spun, a large amount of black light rushed towards the golden light with golden eyes.

"boom!"

Black light and golden light are mutually exclusive, and no one can win against the other.

"Master, get out of the way!" Nian Youyou shouted angrily.

Shaking her head, Nu Qinghui said: "I do it for my master too!"

"Nu Qinghui, Zhong Shan helped you get this Jiuzhou Dui Ding. Now you want to use what Zhong Shan gave you to ruin Zhong Shan's hard work?" Nian Youyou shouted.

Nu Qinghui opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but in the end he couldn't speak out and could only continue to manipulate Jiuzhou Dui Ding.

"Jiuzhou Ganding!"

Nian Youyou also took out a giant bronze cauldron, and with huge momentum, he suddenly pressed towards Nu Qinghui.

"Humph!" Nu Qinghui groaned, as if it was very laborious.

"boom!"

The two cauldrons collided, bursting out with dazzling light, and the long-awaited black dragon pressed towards Nu Qinghui with great force, but the internal space was too big after all. It did not affect other people.

On the other side, Wei Yinglan waved a bloody sword in her hand, and the black dragon carried Wei Yinglan and rushed towards the Clay Bodhisattva.

The Clay Bodhisattva continued to control the ten palace formations with a firm look on his face.

"Ni Bodhisattva, you bastard, how dare you betray Da'ao?" Wei Yinglan shouted.

While he was shouting, the Yuan Tu Sword in his hand suddenly swung towards the Clay Bodhisattva."

When it was swung, a vast sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in the void. On the sea of ​​blood were countless phantoms of Shura. Each of the Shura held Fangtian Painted Halberd in their hands and rushed towards the Clay Bodhisattva in anger.

The majestic momentum is overwhelming.

Just as the sea of ​​blood washed away the Clay Bodhisattva, a huge urn suddenly appeared in the void.

A large urn, like a huge vat, suddenly stood in front of the Clay Bodhisattva.

The sea of ​​blood rushed towards the big urn, but after entering, it spun strangely for a while, and then part of it suddenly reversed and rushed towards Wei Yinglan's sea of ​​blood.

"boom!"

Sea of ​​blood versus sea of ​​blood, Yuan Tu Sword's move was completely reflected back?

"hold head high!"

When the dragon roars, Wu Guan Wang Gu Xuanji manipulates the big urn to fight Wei Yinglan alone.

"Ancient mystery?" Wei Yinglan said angrily.

Gu Xuanji did not answer Wei Yinglan, but said to the Ni Bodhisattva in the distance: "Junior brother, you have done a good job. In the Feng Shui lineage, you have inherited the most from the master. No wonder the master will give you control of this battle. Other matters

Leave it to us and you continue to control it. Master's success or failure depends on this!"

"Thank you, senior brother!" Clay Bodhisattva said respectfully.

"You bastard, kill me!" Wei Yinglan yelled angrily.

"Yuan Tu Sword? Hehe, when Master lent me the sword, you were not even born yet!" Gu Xuanji said coldly.

"boom!"

The big urn suddenly erupted into a larger explosion of blood sea, slamming towards Wei Yinglan.

"Buzz!"

In front of Wei Yinglan, a silk scarf suddenly appeared.

On the silk scarf, there are two words "Ten Palaces" printed on it. It is the silk scarf that Zhong Shan gave to Yinglan when Wei Yinglan died in Xiaoqianjie.

"The Ten Palaces of Yama Ling?" Gu Xuanji's face darkened.

"Under the Tenth Palace, listen to my orders!" Wei Yinglan shouted.

"Buzz!"

Ten black dragons suddenly emerged from the silk scarf in his hand.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!,...

The black dragons roared up one after another. Even the black dragons swayed under the feet of the Clay Bodhisattva.

"Quickly, stop him!" Gu Xuanji's expression changed.

"The ink sea is boundless!"

In all directions of the void, an endless black sea suddenly appeared, and the black sea rolled around Wei Yinglan in an instant.

"Disperse!" Wei Yinglan shouted in one fell swoop.

"Bang!"

The vast black sea was instantly dispersed by the ten palaces of Yama.

"The Ten Palaces of Yama Ling are not of much use in the vast world, but they can control this world! Clay Bodhisattva, this is what Master gave you to control the situation. Why did you lose it?" Mozi shouted angrily.

In the distance, the Clay Bodhisattva said with an ugly face: "It has been passed down through the ages that the lineage of the Clay Bodhisattva has been greatly weakened, so it was lost in the underworld of the original Xiaoqian World. Unexpectedly...!"

The Clay Bodhisattva felt ashamed for a while.

"Go back!" Wei Yinglan waved the Yuan Tu Sword with one hand and controlled the Ten Palaces of Hell Order with the other.

"Boom!"

In the world derived from Styx, countless objects that had become real suddenly slowly became illusory again.

At the same time, the vast world, the heaven above, and the air transporting the sea of ​​clouds above.

"Look, is there an extra tree over there just now?" Yi Yan suddenly said in surprise.

"Yes, the trees on the mountain peak just now have disappeared transparently, and there is another tree? Has the result been achieved just after the Emperor of Heaven left?" Xiao Wang said in surprise.

"Disappeared again? Why is the tree gone again?"

"It came out again. Did the tree change again?"

The Cinnabar Golden Dragon looked around, his expression becoming complicated.

"What's going on?" Mother Phoenix asked in confusion.

"It seems that in addition to the Clay Bodhisattva, someone else is also controlling this situation of virtualization." Cinnabar Golden Dragon said.

"Is it possible to recover?"

"Not sure. Right now, it's just maintaining a balance and suspending the virtual world. The virtual world is synchronized with the real thing. Haha, maybe something interesting happened inside!" Cinnabar Golden Dragon said strangely.

Xizhou in the underworld. Outside the city palace.

"Sir, there has been a change, the dark golden Yunjiao",..."!" an official ran to Wang Jingwen and shouted.

"Stop?" Luo Xingchen asked immediately.

"No, it hasn't stopped! But it's almost stopped now," the official said.

"Uh? What do you mean by freezing?" Luo Xingchen didn't understand.

But Wang Jingwen was the first to run to the original Tenth Hall.

Among the ten great rivers, dark golden fortune gathered from ten directions, just like rivers converging into the sea. But at this moment, about an inch above the water surface of the great river, a dark golden fortune flowed back again.

It's like a big river is divided into two layers, upper and lower, with the two layers flowing in opposite directions.

"Huh?" Wang Jingwen shook his head slightly.

"Master Wang, half of it comes out and half of it goes in, is it almost the same as stopping?" Luo Xingchen also said in surprise.

"Send the message to the Emperor of Heaven quickly!" Wang Jingwen rarely showed a hint of joy.

Styx derived world.

"Quickly stop the Tenth Palace Yama Ling, she can also control the Tenth Palace Formation!" Clay Bodhisattva's expression changed.

"Mohai Tide!" Mozi took action again.

The sea of ​​ink, which was even more fierce than before, surrounded Wei Yinglan from all directions. Mozi took action again.

"Burial in thousands of graves!"
To be continued...