Ms. JOJO's body bowed and shrunk, she ran forward several meters, widening the distance between herself and the enemy. At the same time, she flicked her long tail and fired like a long-haired steel needle.

The body of the Sixth Guardian collapsed into rainwater in the steel needle. The next second, she appeared behind Ms. JOJO again and thrust out the same sword.

"Boom!"

The drum beat sounded again, it was so deafening that Zhang Yuanqing and others felt a sense of fear that their livers and gallbladders would be split apart.

Ms. JOJO repeated her old trick and was about to condense the tortoise shell when suddenly her limbs went limp, her body was hot, her abdomen was rising and falling violently, and her breathing was burning.

She is sick!

Germs invaded her body silently. In this mirror world where rain falls and flows wildly, germs are everywhere, spreading through the air and rain. Even the war pet of the Wood Demon profession cannot resist the endless supply.

of germs.

A figure straddled between it and the sword. Zhang Yuanqing, with the mark of the sun appearing between his eyebrows, smashed the sword to pieces with one punch, and then exchanged a palm with the Sixth Protector.

The rain all over the sky was exploded, and the Sixth Elder's body was shattered by the palm of the Lieyang God of War. She simply rushed into the sky, hovering high in the sky, and dispersed her spiritual power into the rain.

In an instant, every raindrop contained terrifying power and fell with a crackling sound.

When they hit the ground, deep pits will appear on the ground, and when they hit the buildings on the street, the buildings will fall apart.

In the mirror world, she doesn't need to be stingy with her spiritual power, because her spiritual power is endless.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed his heart with his left hand, raised his right hand, and shook it hard.

As the rain fell, the spiritual power contained inside was emptied, losing all its destructive power.

The Mistress of the Killing Palace held a small bronze pot and rushed towards the seriously injured Demon Eye King. She tipped the spout of the pot and poured the golden source fluid into the Demon Eye King in the distance to restore his injuries.

The Demon Eye King cracked his lips and said, "Extinction, if you fight alone, I can beat you ten times."

He hit the King of Extermination with a headbutt.

The Master of the Killing Stop Palace completed her work as a wet nurse and was about to return to her teammates when the surrounding rain curtain suddenly erected four walls of water, blocking her inside.

Headmaster Chunyang, whose left and right eyes moved in different directions, got into the water wall with a cold face, stared greedily at the bronze pot in her hand, and said happily:

"The demon refining pot? The demon refining pot recorded in ancient books actually exists, and it is mine!"

The Master of the Killing Palace was in a trance for a moment, and then he saw Headmaster Chunyang's body rising up, turning into a giant as high as the sky, while he was standing in her palm, as small as an ant, and almost losing his divine power.

The world is in the palm of your hand!

The illusion technique passed down from ancient times is said to have originated from Western Buddhism. After generations of monks improved it, it has become a magical technique that is as powerful as the treasure of the sect.

When Buddhism was exterminated in the Northern Song Dynasty, the secret book was seized by the court and collected into the national treasury.

As Di Ji's teacher, he once studied this secret book. At that time, he had not yet mastered the magic of illusionists, so he had no control over it. Later, he went crazy and integrated this secret skill.

The presiding officer of the Killing Palace, Hu, stood dumbly, trapped in an illusion and unable to extricate himself.

Master Chunyang greedily stretched out his hand to grab the bronze pot. Just as he was about to succeed, an arm suddenly came from behind and grabbed his neck.

"Crack!"

Headmaster Chunyang's neck was crushed.

More broken arms came, but the target was not him, but the wall of water blocking all directions.

The seven severed arms wrapped around the red thread struggled to tear open the water wall and open up to the outside world.

The Master of the Killing Palace moved his eyes slightly, regained his figure, and his body exploded into thousands of silk ribbons, and he escaped from the torn passage in his arm.

She kept an eye on her and secretly gave life to the eight arms just now, resurrecting them from the "dead". This was the authority of Si Ming.

"Dong dong dong"

The drum beats continued one after another, getting more intensive every time.

The two sides were fighting in the mirror world, and the situation of Zhang Yuanqing and others was getting worse and worse. At first, they fought several beautiful counterattacks, but as the drum beat became more intense each time, they could only passively defend and struggle to support themselves.

Even the ancient war god with the strongest will to fight was frightened by the sound of drums and could not raise his fighting spirit.

In the dead of night, in a county at the junction of Fu Province and Jiangnan Province.

The dark red light flew through the empty and quiet streets, and finally stopped at the entrance of an Internet cafe.

There was obviously no restriction on the entrance to the Internet cafe, but the red shoes couldn't get in. He kicked the space with an angry "bang bang", causing weak ripples in the space.

As a weapon refiner, Xiahou Aotian stretched out his hand and directly penetrated the prohibition.

He thought for a few seconds and spoke solemnly:

"Now there's good news and bad news"

Zhang Yuanqing interrupted rudely: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Xia Hou Aotian said: "The good news is that the owner of the hair is not dead yet, and our teammates can still be saved. The bad news is that this restriction is very advanced. As a weapon refiner, I can't touch it. It is most likely to be level 7 or above."

Props, or rules."

Deng Jingguo frowned: "In other words, we can't get in?"

Xiahou Aotian's handsome face was solemn and he nodded: "They were locked up and beaten."
Chapter completed!