Chapter 620 Heavy Rain

Xuantian Zong looked at the Youquan in the distance with horror.

"Hmph! This was originally something I hid to deal with Dan Chenzi, but I was forced out by you bunch of little monkeys." Youquan snorted with disdain in his eyes.

Li Yingqi's mouth was stained with blood. He endured the pain and said, "Youquan Blood Demon, you actually succeeded in refining Master's Haotian Mirror!"

Youquan laughed out loud upon hearing this, feeling extremely proud.

In his hand, he was holding a round mirror as big as a washbasin, with a bright white light shining from the mirror.

"You relied on the magic weapons in your hands to bully me because I didn't have any good magic weapons. How do you feel now? Hahahaha!!!"

"The sect's magic weapon of Shushan is the Twin Heavenly Thunder Swords, but how could that hypocritical fellow Baimei not put the best things in his own hands? The power of the Twin Heavenly Thunder Swords combined is only comparable to that of the Clear Sky Mirror. Moreover, when the Twin Heavenly Thunder Swords are combined, there is still a lot of uncertainty, but the Clear Sky Mirror can be used at will."

Youquan was extremely proud at this time.

He should indeed be proud, because the sudden attack just now directly knocked Xuantian Zong and others out of their combat effectiveness.

Youquan did not give Xuantian Sect any finishing blow.

Because Wang Ming appeared.

Above the vast sea of ​​blood, the water of the sea of ​​blood ripples gently.

At one end of the sea of ​​blood was Youquan floating in the air holding a mirror that emitted a dazzling white light, and at the other end was Wang Ming leaning against a wide chair.

The two of them faced each other from a distance.

"Dan Chenzi, you, the coward who only knows how to hide, finally comes out!" Youquan said sarcastically.

Wang Ming did not answer, but glanced at Youquan calmly, then said: "Daoyou! The mirror in your hand belongs to my Shushan, can you return it?"

Youquan glanced at the mirror in his hand and laughed, "If you want the Haotian Mirror, then it depends on whether you have the ability."

Wang Ming nodded and said, "Oh! Okay!"

Then the space behind Wang Ming underwent drastic changes.

In Youquan's eyes, there was a vertical lake surface, a lake surface on a rainy day, with dense circular ripples on the lake surface.

Li Yingqi's eyes widened as he asked, "That...that is...what is that?"

Duan Lei was shocked and said: "This... is this the true strength of the senior brother?"

From the center of the densely packed circular space ripples that stretched from the sky to the ground, sword tips slowly emerged.

Wang Ming sat on a large chair, supporting his head with one hand and waving his other hand gently.

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

Swords fell like rain, pouring madly towards the vast sea of ​​blood in Youquan.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

When a sword falls into the sea of ​​blood, a large area of ​​it will evaporate, and the soul in the Youquan sea of ​​blood will also evaporate.

"Boom~~~~"

A sword pierced through the sea of ​​blood and hit a towering mountain on the ground below. The mountain disintegrated instantly and the rubble exploded all around.

Wang Ming frowned. Although he was not a compassionate saint, he could not just allow the attacks to pour down on the earth.

Not to mention that killing too many lives would bring about karma, the heaven of this world would come out to talk to Wang Ming.

So Wang Ming snapped his fingers, and the sword that attacked out slowly dissipated after piercing through the sea of ​​blood.

These swords are not real swords, but projections.

When Wang Ming was in the "Fengyun World", he packed the entire Wuji Sword Realm into the Martial Arts Throne.

Wang Ming's usage of the rooms was based on a treasure house called Gilgamesh.

It is not difficult to replicate his King's Treasury. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than a storage space plus spiritual consciousness.

What's really difficult is the power of something shot out like this.

The "Fengyun World" is considered one of the ceiling worlds in martial arts, but in terms of cultivation, it is just a parallel force.

So after Wang Ming came to this world, he placed the martial arts throne on the Shushan spiritual vein, not only to suppress the spiritual vein and prevent it from being lost, but also to absorb spiritual energy. Use spiritual energy to nourish all the sword mountains in the martial arts throne!
Today is Wang Ming’s first time using it.

"Look at my Haotian Mirror!"

Youquan shouted loudly, and the Haotian Mirror in his hand gradually became invisible and turned into an extremely huge disc.

Like a huge shield, Youquan used it to block the attack of Wang Ming's sword mountain projection.

"ah---"

The Haotian Mirror suddenly burst out with a huge brilliance, and then with a sweep of Youquan, the endless sword shadows behind Wang Ming disappeared.

"The Haotian Mirror is indeed worthy of being the most powerful magic weapon of Shushan." Wang Ming nodded.

"Hahahaha!!! Dan Chenzi, since you know how powerful you are and you still don't surrender, just put away those fancy tricks of yours!" At first, Youquan was also frightened by the golden ripples that stretched from the sky to the earth.

But after experiencing it myself, I felt relieved.

These swords in the sky look intimidating, but in fact, it is the same principle as his Ten Thousand Yuan God. The power must be concentrated.

Wang Ming smiled slightly and didn't care. Three ripples appeared behind the martial arts throne again.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Youquan didn't care at first, but when the sword approached him, his consciousness fell into a brief confusion, and he seemed to be in an illusion that he was under the watchful eyes of heaven.

"puff!"

Youquan looked down and saw that a sword condensed from energy had been deeply inserted into his heart.

"puff!"

Another sword with hot energy pierced into Youquan's dantian. For a moment, the magic power in his dantian was ignited like gasoline.

"puff!"

Another condensed sword pierced through Youquan's body, this time it directly hit his head.

A terrifying sword intent with the power to destroy everything burst out from his head, strangling his soul in just a few breaths.

random,

The three swords dissipated into the air like sand in the wind.

Wang Ming nodded when he saw the effect. These three swords were the three strongest sword mountains in the Wuji Sword Realm. After hundreds of years of training by Wang Ming, they had become extremely terrifying.

Youquan was resurrected again, and Wang Ming summoned the three swords to attack Youquan in the same way.

but,

It failed this time!

It did not cause any harm to Youquan.

"Dan Chenzi, the tricks you used are useless to me!" Youquan laughed.

"boom!"

The snow-white surface of the Haotian Mirror was like the muzzle of a cannon with an extremely exaggerated caliber, blasting a beam of energy towards Wang Ming.

"Boom!!!!"

A terrible explosion occurred nine meters in front of Wang Ming. The shock wave caused by the explosion forced Wang Ming and the Martial Arts Throne back dozens of meters before stopping.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

When Youquan saw that Wang Ming suffered a loss, he immediately took advantage of the situation and launched three consecutive energy beams as thick as buckets.

The crowd below was immediately horrified. They had never thought that Youquan was so powerful.

(End of this chapter)