"tiger!"

"Senior Brother!"

It turned out that among the Three Saint Envoys, the unlucky guy was the "White Tiger Holy Envoy" who was the most honest and powerful. Because he attacked the most powerfully, he was facing Feng Yi's most powerful attack. He could not avoid it for a while and was unable to take it down. When he fell from mid-air, there were several holes piercing through his body with sword energy.

From the hole, the surrounding muscles were burned into charcoal by the scorching force of sword energy. Where can I live?

The fat and powerful Xuanwu Saint Envoy looked silly, standing beside him with a change in his expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The short Zhuque was so angry that he was going to heal the White Tiger, and he also wanted to join the fierce battle again while covering his wounds to avenge his senior brother. But before the figure moved, he saw a swaying water and green light, and then he chuckled: "Hey, short man, where are you going?"

On Xuanwu's fat face, his eyes like black beans rolled around, and he immediately shouted: "This woman is in the same group as the guy from Qingyun Sect. If you catch her, you can make her throw a mouse and avoid it!" He immediately took the lead and attacked Biyao without waiting for Zhuque to react.

Bi Yao smiled and raised the "Sad Flower" to respond to the enemy. She looked at the fat face for a while and said, "You fat man, can't beat Feng Yi, so you want to bully me, a weak woman? Hahaha~, you may have been wasting your thoughts!"

He asked Biyao to express his thoughts in one go. No matter how thick Xuanwu was, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. Fortunately, Zhuque thought for a while, and agreed with Xuanwu's idea and said, "Senior Brother, I'll help you!" Then he attacked together!

With the status and cultivation of these two people, Bi Yao is hard to match even if she is afraid of one on one.

Fortunately, this is a Mirage Realm. After she had figured out the rules, she could also use the magical power of her mind. After breaking through the environment, her strength increased greatly. Xuanwu was thinking that "it could not defeat that, but it could not defeat this". After the fight, her fat face sank. The person in front of her was not easy to mess with!

Compared to Biyao, as a figure derived from the thought of Fengyue Ancestor, their strength is ultimately empty, just like a rootless duckweed floating on the water.

Another place.

Feng Yi's desperate battle with the ancestor Feng Yue was in the most intense place.

The ancestor Fengyue obviously wanted to kill Feng Yi in one fell swoop while he was in trouble. But he was in the game and did not know the real rules of this world. All the ancestor Fengyue could use was the magic power generated by the central thought of the illusion.

But Feng Yi is different!

With the power of the "Ruhe Mirror" magic weapon, Feng Yi used all the wonderful uses of "defense, trap, counter, and attack". Although it was difficult and embarrassed, he persisted. You must know that his magical power cultivation was several points lower than that of the Fengyue Ancestor at this time!

When the consumed power of the state of mind slowly returned, and after the result of one death and two injuries under a sword, the mysterious power became more and more heavy like a mountain.

Feeling Feng Yi, who was originally a wounded body, inexplicably, his aura became more and more powerful, and gradually regained his previous might. The ancestor Fengyue looked in disbelief!——"Why did you do this?!—Who are you?"

Such an uncommon sense situation made the ancestor Fengyue feel confused and even vaguely suspicious.

But Feng Yi didn't give him time to think, and felt the power filled with his body and laughed happily: "Ancestor Fengyue, this is God's will. Today will be the time for you to die!"

The ancestor Fengyue laughed in anger and said in a stern manner: "Is that so? Do you really think you will win? Humph!" Suddenly, rolling black clouds swept out from his sleeves, and the sky and the earth changed in the form of a formation. Feng Yi's eyes were determined, and he saw the faint red light in the black clouds, and his face was shocked.

Because he actually felt a subconscious fear of palpitations!

——What is that?

Between the rolling black clouds, the figure of the ancestor Fengyue appeared.

At this time, his appearance changed drastically, and even the "Fengyue Baojian" that he leaned on was closed. On his left hand, he held a blood-colored bead of fist size. The round bead was extremely evil. As he rotated, the blood-like aura slowly rose up.

Under the contrast of this object, the ancestor Fengyue had red eyes, his beards and hair were standing upside down, his clothes were flying in the fierce black clouds, and his body was filled with demonic flames.

"Arrogant guy, I will let you feel what despair is!"

As soon as the magic power was stimulated, the speed of the beads' rotation immediately accelerated, and was slowly scattered and suspended, fixed in front of the ancestor Fengyue. Before he could use this magic weapon, the terrifying evil power contained in it had turned into a sword-like cold wind sweeping around.

Feng Yi stared at the magic weapon with his eyes tightly, and his mind was constantly speculating.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt extremely dangerous palpitations, and quickly protected his body with the "Ruo Mirror". Then he saw the round beads flashing, and he threw a blood-red halo in the air, hitting the "Ruo Mirror".

The golden light of the "Rex Mirror" flashed and collapsed at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Yi was shocked and faced the round beads of blood. He immediately felt a manic bloodthirsty murderous intent suddenly rising in his heart. After finally stabilizing, he felt that his whole body was boiling with blood. He felt like he was uncontrollable and was about to break out of his body and run towards the evil bead!

The bead was powerful! Not only did Feng Yi fall into trouble with one blow, but the three other fighters who were some distance away from here also felt the power of the demon and felt their blood boiling.

Biyao secretly saw the bead, and Yuyan was shocked: "Feng Yi!——It is the 'blood-sucking bead', the 'blood-sucking bead' that was invincible by the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago!"

"Blood-sucking beads?"

After Feng Yi was shocked, he suddenly came over.

No wonder he felt that the characteristics of this thing looked familiar. It turned out to be that evil bead!

Seeing that his expression changed, the ancestor Fengyue easily suppressed him with the power of the "blood-sucking bead", and immediately felt happy and laughed. However, he did not notice Feng Yi's inexplicably strange expression when his expression changed.

"Blood-sucking beads"!

Is this thing in front of me really a "blood-sucking bead", or is it manifested by the ancestor Fengyue's own obsession? Feng Yi looked carefully and was sure that this "blood-sucking bead" must be the manifestation of the ancestor Fengyue's obsession! Although everything in the mirage realm is empty, the "empty" of the ancestor Fengyue's "empty" is even more serious than the magic weapon in Feng Yi's hand, because it was imagined by him!

Does he know what the real "blood-sucking bead" look like?

What's more, the monster had been transformed by blood and was synthesized with "soul-taking". The master Fengyue's hand was basically the one that was later in the clone!

Sometimes, the thoughts are so wonderful.

With just a change of thought, Feng Yi looked at the "blood-sucking bead" again and felt that the evil power was greatly weakened. He smiled at the ancestor Fengyue with a profound meaning, put away the easy-to-use "Ruohe Mirror", and took out another pure Yang Dazheng divine object.

To deal with the "blood-sucking bead", of course, you have to rely on the "Xuanhuojian"!

Even the genuine "blood-sucking bead" and the "Xuanhuo Mirror" can suppress the evil thoughts inside it, not to mention the false thing in the hands of the ancestor Fengyue.

The two fought again and felt the restrictions on him by Feng Yi's magic. The ancestor Feng Yue stared at the magic weapon in his hand in surprise: "What are you? How can you control the 'blood-sucking beads' in my hand? How is that possible!"

Feng Yike did not have the interest to explain more to him and sneered: "What's impossible? Do you think the 'blood-devouring bead' can be invincible with this? Haha, if so, how did the black-hearted old man die?"

The ancestor Fengyue looked silent and could not speak.

But I saw black clouds rolling and flames like the sea. Two magic weapons that reached the limit of the world, one that is good and one that is evil, divide the sky into two parts that confront each other.

What a battle!

The magic tricks roared, the strong wind was strong, and it was as if the earth had collapsed and destroyed the mountains and bounds, making people feel scared!

With his profound Taoist practice, Feng Yue was temporarily at the upper hand. But Feng Yifen was not panicked at all, and even as time passed, he became more and more confident in winning. The opposite was Feng Yue, who was less confident when fighting. He obviously had the upper hand, but he felt that the other party was becoming stronger and stronger.

But he didn't know that it was precisely because of his suspicion of himself that the mind had a flaw, and the power generated from it was invisibly weakened.

Feng Yi's side has not yet divided the results, but Bi Yao's ending seems to have.

Xuanwu obviously had more scrupulousness, and when the ancestor Fengyue could not hold on for a long time, he felt a desire to retreat. In fact, I am afraid that the four great sage envoys he trusted were related to him to some extent. The four people have distinct personalities, and they are vaguely in line with him.

Xuanwu corresponds to his suspicion and timidity.
Chapter completed!