Huadu Super God

Looking at the mirror Wang Junmo took out, Lian Sanyue really looked like a monk at Zhang Er, and couldn't figure it out.

"You... how come you have my treasured mirror of Huntianmen!" Lian Sanyue exclaimed, and then he immediately reacted, "No, you are not my treasured mirror of Huntianmen, the Tongtian mirror in my hand is the real one!" of."

"You are a fake, a fake! Look at my magic weapon!"

Even the hand holding the mirror in March was trembling.When Wang Junmo took out the Eight Directions Realm, not only did he feel that the two mirrors were exactly the same, but also the Sky-reaching Mirror in his hand showed timidity, and there was a faint sign of admiration.

This made Lian Sanyue go crazy.

My Tongtian Mirror is a magic treasure of the clan, which has been passed down by five generations of suzerains!

And after he became suzerain, he could walk sideways in the mid-term of Mountain Man Tongtian just by relying on this heaven-reaching mirror.

But Lian Sanyue couldn't understand why when Wang Junmo took out the Bafang mirror, his own mirror trembled instead.It's as if I was a fake and shoddy, and then one day I met Allah.

Even though it was a feeling from Tongtianjing, Lian Sanyue didn't believe that he was a mountain native and the orthodox inheritance of the sect, and he would be frightened by a secular boy who had just entered the Tongtian realm.

So in his own disbelief and doubts, Lian Sanyue made a decisive move.

"Tiantian mirror, powerful in all directions, shocks evil spirits!" Lian Sanyue chanted and threw the mirror out.

As if because of a spell, the Tongtian Mirror flew above Wang Junmo.There was a burst of strong golden light.The light directly enveloped Wang Junmo.

"Haha, you are dead. Under the light of my precious mirror, no one can survive ten breaths. You will soon turn into thick water!" Lian Sanyue saw her own sky-reaching mirror, fighting as usual, Normal display of power.Immediately he breathed a sigh of relief.

It really was my illusion, this Wang Junmo is going to die soon!

By killing Wang Junmo, the outcome of this battle has already been decided.

"Ten breaths? There's so much nonsense." Wang Junmo could feel the joyful emotions coming from the mirror in his hand.

A magic weapon has a spirit, not to mention a heaven-defying magic weapon like the Octagonal Mirror, which was once a fragment of the raft of the Taoist magic weapon in the hands of the true king.

When the Tongtian Mirror shone on Wang Junmo's body, he took a small step back cautiously.But suddenly he found that the golden light was not as powerful as it seemed.

Two breaths passed.

Five breaths past...

The battlefields elsewhere were fiercely fought, but there was no movement from Wang Junmo and Lian Sanyue here.

Seven breaths passed...

Lian Sanyue broke out in a cold sweat, why did Wang Junmo stand there motionless like a normal person?
No, it's impossible that my magic weapon of Tongtian Mirror has no effect on him, he must have suffered serious internal injuries.He must be holding on!

Does the Tongtian Mirror magic weapon have any effect on Wang Junmo?
Of course there was, but it wasn't harmful. Not only did the golden light shine on his body without any discomfort, but he felt as warm as sunbathing.

Looking at the octagonal mirror in his hand, it turned from side A to side B.It conveyed a sense of comfort to Wang Junmo.

Like a little cat, bathing in the sun, it feels really indescribably lazy.

The ninth breath passed...

All the venerables in the Tongtian battlefield are speechless. Are these two fighting?

Why did the two of them remain motionless just looking at the magic weapon of the Tongtian Mirror shining on Wang Junmo?

Some people even noticed that Wang Junmo stretched and yawned during the process.

Hey, are you at war?
The tenth breath is over.

The light of the Tongtian Baojing was dimmed a little.

"No, I don't believe it. You must have been seriously injured, you must be holding on! No one can be unscathed under the mirror of my sect." Lian Sanyue became even more frantic.

He had a look of disbelief all over his face.Then pinched the Fayin with both hands, and spoke plausibly.

boom!
The two dharma seals hit the Tongtian Mirror, and the Tongtian Mirror suddenly became more golden.

As if feeling that the blessing of the seal was not enough, Lian Sanyue bit her finger and drew a bloody rune in the void.

Finally, he slapped his chest again, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his throat.

"Sacrifice of blood color, the mirror will destroy the sky!" Lian Sanyue flashed fiercely and shouted loudly.Immediately, the bloody talisman flew to the Tongtian mirror.

In an instant, the golden light from the mirror narrowed sharply, converging into a beam of shocking blood-golden light.

The light flew out, as if it could shake the space, and went straight to Wang Junmo.

Lian Sanyue panted heavily after performing this trick.

But the color of confidence in his eyes grew stronger.This is a shocking secret technique handed down by five generations of sects.According to legend, it is used by practitioners in the mid-stage realm of Tongtian.Can touch the breath of space, and unleash attacks of a higher level than his own realm.

In other words, Lian Sanyue is now in the early days of Tongtian.But with this blow, he can already exert the strength equivalent to the mid-term of Tongtian.

See if you're still alive this time?A smile appeared on the corner of Lian Sanyue's mouth, as if she could foresee that Wang Junmo would be pierced by a bloody beam of light and die in the next moment.

The Tongtian powerhouses in the audience felt that beam of light the most, especially Venerable Lian Xing.She is an existence that is as close to the mid-term of Tongtian as Lian Sanyue.

She could feel that there was a hint of the law of space in that beam of light.Even if that aura is pitifully small, it is enough to kill any random strong man on the battlefield.

Yunniang and Mingdao's attacking action became more intense. They wanted to get rid of Venerable Lianxing and rush to save Wang Junmo.

The same goes for Luo Qiansui and Ghost Creatures. They almost trade injuries for injuries, trying to get out of their battlefield quickly and rush to rescue.

But how could the masters of the six major organizations make them happy, they all tried their best to stop them.

As long as Wang Junmo dies, this battle will be settled.

"Wang Junmo, get out of the way!"

"Master, quickly avoid it!"

Seeing Wang Junmo as if he was stupid, all the masters in the battlefield couldn't help shouting.

The bloodthirsty demons, Kong Li, Yue Buqing and others also felt that Wang Junmo was stupid, and thought that Wang Junmo was going to die this time.

Venerable Lian Xing sneered, when he cast the sixth sword, he had already touched the threshold of time.I also understand the power of this kind of space-breathing spell.

It is estimated that Wang Junmo is confined by space, so he cannot move.Venerable Lian Xing thought in his heart.

In fact, Wang Junmo was indeed imprisoned, but he was able to escape easily with the Octagon Mirror.It was just the longing coming from the square mirror in his hand that kept him from moving.

boom!
Bafangjing took the initiative to fly in front of Wang Junmo, not to resist.Instead, like a vicious dog pouncing on its food, it actively absorbed that beam of light.

Yes, it is active absorption.

Once the beam of light enters the octagonal mirror, it disappears.

"This..." Not only Sanyue was stunned, but Venerable Lianxing and others were also stunned.

This scene is like Tongtianjing actively feeding Bafangjing.

None of them expected that Wang Junmo not only took this trick, but also ate it.

The octagonal mirror shook for a while, like a child who was full.After a burst of excitement, he slipped into Wang Junmo's arms.

Seeing this, Wang Junmo couldn't help but smile bitterly.This octagonal mirror is always spiritual, but this spirituality is a little too skinny.

"Damn it, you actually treat my attack as food!" Lian Sanyue spat out a mouthful of blood depressedly.Immediately followed was a monstrous rage.

"Bundle to the sky! Exterminate the demons!" Lian Sanyue wanted to attack again, regardless of his own damage.

But at this moment, Wang Junmo frowned suddenly.He gave a loud shout.

"enough!"

enough?The people around Wang Junmo's battlefield didn't know why.This is Wang Junmo's tone.It's like an elder scolding a naughty junior at home.

Only the Tongtian Mirror in the sky trembled after hearing Wang Junmo's words.

Then, like a pug, it flew to Wang Junmo's side on its own initiative.

Staggering, the golden light kept flickering.Like a puppy wagging its tail to please its master, it kept flying around Wang Junmo.

puff!
Lian Sanyue saw such a scene.Immediately depressed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.At this moment, he finally realized the depression that Venerable Ru Lianxing had at the beginning.

Venerable Lian Xing also shook his head when he saw this, and sighed lightly.She suddenly switched to holding the sword in one hand, and quietly carried the other right hand behind her back.It seems to be accumulating some big moves.

"Okay, get over it! Go and take down this old man." When Wang Junmo swallowed the beam of light, he received a message from the spirit of the Bafang mirror in his mind.

This Tongtian mirror was actually made in imitation of the Bafang mirror, and after five generations of Huntian sect's incense offerings, a small aura was born in it.

And because of this, as the master of Octagonal Mirror, it was able to make Tongtian Mirror worship.

The mirror image in all directions was a child who was full, and the spirit immediately fell asleep after receiving the message.

Wang Junmo flicked his finger on the Tongtian mirror, and the Tongtian mirror flew out directly.

Its mirror body shook for a while, and Wang Junmo didn't even need to make a spell like Lian Sanyue.Actively emitted a golden light.

The golden light shone on Lian Sanyue's body, not like Wang Junmo taking a bath.I saw that even Sanyue's Taoist robe was burned by the golden light, and the aura shield he propped up also clicked,
puff puff!

Lian Sanyue spat out two more mouthfuls of blood.He is not hurt, but angry.

Damn Tongtianjing, I want to offer incense to you from the five generations of Huntianmen, and treat you like an ancestor.All the disciples and elders in the sect respect him.But just for a moment, you betrayed?

The supreme treasure of the sect didn't do it, but ran to Wang Junmo's side and became a dog.He backhanded and bit his former master.

The anger in Lian Sanyue's heart.At this moment, the strength can't be exerted by half.

Wang Junmo, who had the Tongtian Mirror, quickly dealt with Lian Sanyue.

"I...I'm not reconciled, I hate it!" These were the last words Lian Sanyue uttered after being hit by Wang Junmo's sword.

His body gradually melted under the Tongtianbao mirror.

So far, the leader of the Huntian faction, Lian Sanyue, has fallen.

To sum up Lian Sanyue's life, it can be said that it can be summed up in one sentence: success is also a mirror, and failure is also a mirror.