Chapter 178: Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror and Zhou Tian Xing Chen Mirror
Yuan Yao was puzzled as to why the other party would surrender so easily. She didn't think that the young master of Xinggong didn't have a few things that could help him escape.
Now Ye Changsheng and the Six Paths Heir are fighting each other, and both of them are restrained.
Facing a cultivator like himself who had just reached the Dan stage, this was the best opportunity for him to escape.
But this person didn't have the slightest intention of escaping. Instead, he seemed to be deliberately being captured by her, looking very confident.
However, although she was puzzled, Yuan Yao was happy to complete the task assigned by Ye Changsheng without having to do anything.
Otherwise, if Ling Yuling insisted on resisting, it would be a big trouble if I hurt her .
Moreover, if the other party is allowed to escape, it will be a big trouble. You know, Senior Sister Chen and others are still in Tianxing City!
Here, a fight between a group of women was quickly resolved.
On the other side, the battle between Ye Changsheng and Wen Tianren is still going on.
When Wen Tianren saw his concubines being killed, he did not feel sad at all. He only felt that his face and dignity were challenged.
It is truly unforgivable for .
After asking the other party about his origins and being ignored, Wen Tianren's anger burned to the extreme.
"Since you don't want to say it, let me see how long you can last under the Six Extremes True Demonic Skill, the number one magic skill in the Chaos Star Sea!" Wen Tianren's furious voice came from the purple mist.
The next moment, the purple cloud rolled violently.
The wind was blowing violently, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth within dozens of miles around suddenly became agitated, pouring into the purple clouds like rivers flowing into the sea.
Then, the clouds suddenly swelled and their color changed drastically, from purple to grayish white, and a strange crackling sound came from it.
Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes, and the purple light on the Heavenly Star Mirror above his head became more intense, bursting out with even more violent sword energy.
It charged forward, immediately knocking away many of the hundreds of flying needles and causing the blue light curtain to shake.
In an instant, the crackling sound in the gray and white clouds became deafening like thunder.
Such a horrible noise frightened all the monks on the island and they fled far away, not daring to come near here at all.
Seeing that it seemed impossible to break through the defense of the golden needles and blue cones in a short period of time, Ye Changsheng snorted coldly and flew high into the sky with the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Mirror above his head.
It no longer attacked Wen Tianren, but instead condensed a thick purple beam of light and shot it into the sky with a bang.
"boom!"
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color. The sky within a radius of dozens of miles suddenly turned dark and turned directly into a night sky.
There was a flash of surprise in Yuan Yao and Ling Yuling's eyes. They stretched out their hands, but could not see their five fingers.
All the light seemed to be blocked, and I didn’t know whether this was an illusion or the world had really changed.
The next moment, countless stars appeared in the night sky, shining brightly, and then suddenly turned into meteors and fell down!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom……"
…
Those were thick purple sword auras that pierced the sky and the earth, like a punishment from heaven, bombarding the gray cloud where Wen Tianren was.
Wen Tianren shouted angrily, and the hundreds of golden needles suddenly gathered together and condensed into a golden sword, pointing to the sky and rushing towards the sword energy that was bombarding towards them.
"boom!"
With just one strike, the magic golden needle weapon was shattered, and hundreds of golden needles turned into streams of light and flew in all directions.
"boom!"
The second sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth fell, directly shattering the blue cone magic weapon.
"boom!"
When the third sword energy fell, a large silver bell flew out from Wen Tianren's purple cloud and blocked the way.
This is another ancient treasure!
However, after a loud roar, the silver bell was directly shattered, unable to withstand the thick sword energy.
"boom!"
The fourth sword energy fell, and this time there was no obstruction, and it directly crashed into Wen Tianren's gray-white cloud. The gray-white was instantly knocked into a big hole.
A muffled groan came from inside.
The next moment, Wen Tianren's cold voice came from the clouds: "If you dare to cut off my hands and feet, I will make you pay tenfold!"
As he spoke, the clouds dissipated, and a shriveled half arm appeared, floating in the air. Judging from the pattern of the sleeve attached to it, it was obviously Wen Tianren's left hand.
"The Great Method to Transform Disasters!"
Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.
He immediately thought of this rumored magic secret technique.
The method of transforming disasters is to train a part of the limbs into a substitute puppet in advance. When an irresistible attack suddenly comes to the body, with a move of the mind, the limbs will bear the disaster on one's behalf.
This secret method is especially effective against curse-like evil spells, and can prevent oneself from being killed for no apparent reason.
But generally speaking, only cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are qualified to practice this kind of top-level magic secret technique.
However, Wen Tianren had already used this method in the Jindan stage.
A shrill and strange howl was heard, and Wen Tianren's figure appeared from the gray and white clouds, looking at him with extremely resentful eyes.
Behind him, six huge shadows appeared, some with horns on their heads, some covered in scales. All of them were hideous and terrifying, with fangs in their mouths, and grayish-white demonic aura wrapped around their bodies, like demons descending to the earth.
"The Six Extremes Demon!" Ye Changsheng murmured.
There is no doubt that the six huge figures are the true demon figures summoned when the Six Extremes True Demon Art, the first magic art in the Chaos Star Sea, is pushed to the extreme.
After the six demonic shadows appeared, they let out a long howl and looked up at the same time, with a grey light shooting out of each of their eyes.
Twelve gray rays of light gathered together and formed a gray light curtain, enveloping Wen Tianren.
Next, no matter how the sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth bombarded, the gray light curtain just trembled but was not blasted open.
"I have summoned the Six Extreme Saints. Even though they are just their shadows, they are more than enough to deal with a Jindan cultivator like you!" Wen Tianren said with a sneer after taking a look at the starry sky above his head.
When the magic power was fully unleashed, he was full of confidence in himself. Although the skills displayed by the opponent were extremely powerful, how could they resist the number one magic power in the Chaos Star Sea?
On the other side, Ling Yuling stared at the battle with her beautiful eyes without blinking. When she heard Wen Tianren's words, she sneered.
"Although the Six Extremes True Demonic Art is powerful, didn't the Six Paths Supreme Saint who mastered this art still lose to my father?"
“Even the Six Extremes True Demonic Art that my father practices is no match for him, not to mention that the art he practices is one that even my father doesn’t dare to practice…”
As she spoke, Ling Yuling's voice gradually became lower and harder to hear. The look she gave Ye Changsheng became extremely strange.
Beside her, Yuan Yao looked at Ling Yuling in astonishment, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
It seems that I heard some great news from her!
Wen Tianren's elegant face was filled with murderous intent. He glanced sideways at his broken arm, stretched out his hand, and the broken arm flew into his hand.
He suddenly pressed his broken arm back to the remaining arm, and at the same time, a slender demon figure with double horns on his head opened his mouth and spewed out a faint red mist.
The red mist quickly wrapped around the broken arm, and when it dissipated, the shriveled arm became full again.
Wen Tianren flexed his fingers and waved them twice, looking as if he was back to normal.
Looking at the six huge demonic shadows around him, a hint of regret flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes.
Unfortunately, after these six phantoms were summoned, they could only defend against the opponent's magic weapon attacks.
It’s because the opponent’s life magic weapon is so powerful.
Without the help of the Six Extremes Saint, he would have no way to defend himself. No matter how powerful his defensive magic weapon was, it could only withstand the bombardment of a sword energy.
The power of this magic weapon is really weird.
If it weren't for this item, the combined attack of the six demon shadows would be enough to wipe out the opponent in an instant.
Looking at the mirror floating high in the sky, Wen Tianren was full of doubts.
He was very curious about what kind of magic weapon this mirror was.
I always feel like I've heard of this kind of magic weapon somewhere, but I can't remember where it is at the moment.
"It seems that if I want to take this man down, I have to use all my means!"
"I must kill this man here today, otherwise once he advances to the Nascent Soul stage, he will become my biggest threat!" Wen Tianren thought to himself.
He let out a low roar, and a brilliant golden light burst out from between his brows, and the golden light stretched and expanded as if it had substance.
In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate horn appeared between Wen Tianren's eyebrows, shining with golden light and covered with incomprehensible and profound runes.
Wen Tianren opened his hands and eight golden flames shot out from his sleeves. These golden flames were the size of fists, shining brightly and dazzlingly, and they quickly revolved around Wen Tianren.
After spinning for a while, the flame went out, revealing eight ancient mirrors made of pure gold. These mirrors were the size of a palm, one side was as smooth as water with golden light flowing on it, and the other side was rough and ugly.
"Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror?!" a cry of surprise came from Ling Yulin's mouth.
The woman was seen looking at the eight mirrors with a look of shock and disbelief.
"Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror!" Yuan Yao murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of horror and worry.
She had heard of the great reputation of this magical weapon, which was said to be the best attacking weapon in the Chaos Star Sea, since she was a child.
If you encounter this magic weapon, can you win?
Yuan Yao couldn't help but feel worried.
Although she was full of confidence in Ye Changsheng, she still felt a little unsure at the moment.
The fight between these two people seen today was truly beyond the strength that a Jindan cultivator could possess.
It's too over the standard!
If Yuan Yao faced any one of them, he would be killed within two or three rounds.
"I believe you are also aware of the power of this magic weapon. Now you can die without regrets!" Wen Tianren looked at Ye Changsheng and said with a sneer.
There was a flash of light on the golden horn between his eyebrows, and a thin golden light suddenly burst out and shot onto the mirror closest to him.
Then, it bounced quickly onto the small mirror next to it and bounced eight times in a blink of an eye. After each bounce, the golden light became stronger.
When it popped out from the last mirror, the golden light had become as thick as a baby's arm.
This golden light gathered in front of Wen Tianren and condensed into a golden light ball as big as a head.
The ball of light kept flickering, as if it would explode at any time. A sneer flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes. He clapped his hands in front of his chest, and in an instant, the ball of light was shattered.
The golden ball of light shattered, and all the fragments flew into the eight mirrors.
In an instant, the eight golden mirrors shone brightly, and after a tremor, eight golden light beams as thick as bowls spurted out from the mirrors.
While Wen Tianren was preparing his killing move, Ye Changsheng did not just stand there and watch. Seeing that his opponent was enveloped by the gray light shield formed by the Six-Polar True Demon, and even the attack of his own magic weapon could not break through the defense, he did not waste time trying other means.
Apart from the Zhoutian Star Mirror, he has no other more powerful means of attack.
So, he let Wen Tianren prepare his killing move while he was also preparing his own killing move.
A large amount of magic power was continuously poured into the Zhoutian Star Mirror, causing changes to the stars in the starry sky formed by this mirror.
Among the sword energies that originally penetrated the sky and the earth, three of them gradually condensed and turned into three-foot-long purple swords.
As if they were real swords, these three purple swords were arranged in the dark night sky. The light on them kept surging, and became brighter and brighter as time passed.
Almost at the same time when Wen Tianren's Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror burst out with eight golden light beams as thick as bowls, purple flames suddenly rose from the three purple swords.
whoosh!
whoosh!
Whoosh…
Eight golden beams of light rushed towards Ye Changsheng at an extremely fast speed. Wen Tianren had a cruel smile in his eyes, waiting to see Ye Changsheng being killed by the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror.
But, the next moment, Ye Changsheng sneered, and made a seal with one hand. Then, a brilliant silver light burst out from every pore on his body.
These silver lights rushed out like a tide, instantly filling all the space within three feet around Ye Changsheng.
The golden attacks that burst out from the Eight-Gate Golden Mirror bombarded the silver light, but were all blocked and could not move forward.
"What?!" Wen Tianren screamed in horror, his face full of disbelief.
How could there be any magical power that could withstand the attack of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror?
He couldn't believe this!
But the reality was right before his eyes, and he had no choice but to trust it.
No matter how hard the eight golden light beams bombarded, they could not break through the silver light.
When Wen Tianren saw this scene, a ferocious look appeared on his face. He pinched his hands together and the eight golden light beams immediately turned into eight balls of golden flames.
Wen Tianren opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. In an instant, the golden flame became more and more intense.
"You died a worthy death under the legendary golden divine flame!"
Wen Tianren's face was pale as he spoke coldly, his hands continuously making complicated hand seals while he muttered something.
In the blink of an eye, eight balls of golden flames surrounded Ye Changsheng from all directions, quickly spreading out and connecting together, completely submerging Ye Changsheng.
The blazing golden flame burned, trying to refine the thick silver light outside Ye Changsheng's body.
As the golden flame burned, Ye Changsheng felt that the spiritual power in his body was constantly leaking out to replenish the silver light so as not to be burned by the golden flame.
The fact that it could pose such a threat to his silver armor showed that the power of the golden divine flame was indeed astonishing.
Even with Ye Changsheng's powerful magic power, he could not last long under the burning of such golden flames.
However, he doesn't have to hold on for too long now.
Ye Changsheng said coldly: "I want to see whether your golden divine flame is more powerful or my star spirit purple flame is more terrifying!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the three long swords burning with purple flames in the starry sky immediately fell down.
With a loud bang, it fell on the gray light shield, the sword shattered immediately, and the purple flame exploded, covering the gray light shield.
The two people's ultimate attack methods are almost the same!
They all use flames to burn each other!
There was a flash of astonishment in Wen Tianren's eyes, and he looked at the purple flame that quickly engulfed him in disbelief.
Before the look of astonishment on his face faded, he saw the gray light shield formed by the Six Extreme True Demons gradually melting.
"How is that possible?!"
A scream was heard, and Wen Tianren's face turned pale. He watched the gray light shield gradually being burned into small holes.
The six demonic shadows around him gradually faded away.
Balls of purple flames fell from the small hole and then rushed towards him.
"ah!!!"
With a shrill scream, the gray light shield completely collapsed, and purple flames rushed over, wrapping the upper body of Wen Tianren, whose face was full of disbelief.
Naturally, Wen Tianren could not block the Star Spirit Purple Flame that even the poisonous dragon could not resist.
But after just a few breaths, his screams stopped abruptly!
