Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 179 Eight Gates of Golden Light Mirror and Zhoutian Star Mirror (33, please subscribe!)
Yuan Yao was very puzzled why the other party would be captured so easily, she didn't think that the young master of Xinggong didn't have a few things that could escape him.

Now Ye Changsheng and the descendants of the Six Paths are fighting each other, and both of them are restrained.

Facing a monk like himself who has just formed a core, it is the best time for the other party to escape.

But this person didn't have the slightest intention of running away, on the contrary, he seemed to be caught by her on purpose, with a look of confidence.

However, even though she was puzzled, Yuan Yao was also happy to complete the task Ye Changsheng gave without taking action.

Otherwise, if Ling Yuling insisted on resisting, then if he hurt the other party, he would be in big trouble.

And if the other party is allowed to escape, it will be a big trouble. You must know that Senior Sister Chen and others are still in Tianxing City!

Here, a fight between a group of women is quickly resolved.

On the other side, the battle between Ye Changsheng and Wen Tianren is still going on.

Seeing his concubines being killed, Wen Tianren felt no sadness in his heart, only felt that his face and dignity had been challenged.

It is unforgivable for a monk in the middle stage of alchemy to push himself to such a point.

After he asked the other party's background and was ignored by the other party, the anger in Wen Tianren's heart burned to the extreme.

"Since you don't want to say it, let me see how long you can last under the first magic power of Luan Xinghai, the six-pole true magic power!" Wen Tianren's furious voice came from the purple cloud.

The next moment, the purple cloud tumbled violently.

The wind was strong, and the aura of heaven and earth in the surrounding tens of miles suddenly became restless, pouring into the purple clouds and mist like a river entering the sea.

Then, the cloud cluster skyrocketed, and its color also changed drastically, from the original purple to grayish white, and there was a strange sound of clicking.

Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes, and the purple light on the Zhoutian Star Mirror above his head became more intense, and a more turbulent sword energy erupted.

Immediately, the hundreds of flying needles were knocked away, and at the same time, the blue light curtain was shaken.

In an instant, the clicking sound in the gray-white cloud became deafening like thunder.

Such a terrible movement frightened all the monks on this island to run away, and they didn't dare to approach here at all.

Seeing that it seemed impossible to break through the defense of the golden needle and the blue cone in a short period of time, Ye Changsheng let out a cold snort, and the Zhoutian Star Mirror above his head flew high into the sky.

Instead of attacking Wen Tianren, a thick purple beam of light was condensed and hit high into the sky suddenly.

"boom!"

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sky within a radius of tens of miles suddenly darkened, turning into a night sky.

Surprise flashed across Yuan Yao and Ling Yuling's eyes. They stretched out their hands, but they couldn't see five fingers.

All the light seems to be blocked, and I don't know if this is an illusion, or if this world has really been changed.

The next moment, in the night sky, countless stars appeared, shining with brilliance, suddenly turned into meteors, and fell!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom"

It was a series of thick purple sword qi piercing the sky, like a punishment from the heavens, blasting towards the gray cloud where Wen Tianren was.

Wen Tianren shouted angrily, and the hundreds of golden needles suddenly gathered together, condensed into a big golden sword, pointed to the sky, and rushed towards the bombarding sword energy.

"boom!"

With just one blow, the magic weapon of golden needles was blown away, and hundreds of golden needles turned into streamers of light, flying away in all directions.

"boom!"

The second piercing sword qi fell, directly blasting the blue pointed magic weapon into pieces.

"boom!"

When the third sword qi fell, a large silver bell flew out of Wen Tianren's purple cloud and blocked it.

This is another ancient treasure!
However, after the violent roar, the big silver bell was also smashed directly, unable to resist the thick sword energy at all.

"boom!"

The fourth sword energy fell, and this time there was no hindrance, it directly crashed into Wen Tianren's gray cloud, and the gray cloud that had swelled to twenty or thirty feet was knocked out of a big hole in an instant.

There was a muffled hum from inside.

The next moment, Wen Tianren's cold voice came from among the clouds: "If you dare to break off my brothers and feet, I will make you pay back tenfold!"

As he said that, the cloud dissipated, and a shriveled half arm appeared, floating in the air. Judging by the style of the sleeve attached to it, it was Wen Tianren's left hand.

"The Dafa of Transforming Tribulation!"

Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly.

He immediately thought of this rumored magic secret technique.

The Dafa of Transforming Calamity is to cultivate a part of the body into a substitute puppet in advance. When there is an irresistible attack suddenly approaching the body, you can let the limbs bear the calamity instead of yourself with a move of spiritual thought.

This kind of secret method is especially effective against curse-like sorcery, and can prevent oneself from being inexplicably killed.

But generally speaking, only monks in the Nascent Soul stage are qualified to practice this top-level magical secret technique.

However, Wen Tianren used this method during the alchemy stage.

A shrill and strange howl sounded, and Wen Tianren's figure appeared from the gray-white clouds, looking at him with extremely resentful eyes.

Behind him, there appeared six huge phantoms, some with horns on their heads, or wearing scale armor, all of them were hideous and terrifying, with fangs spitting out, and gray-white devilish energy wrapped around their whole body, like a demon descending into the world generally.

"Six Extremes True Demon!" Ye Changsheng murmured.

There is no doubt that the huge figure of the Six Paths is the true demon figure summoned when the Liuji True Demon Art, the number one magic art in Chaotic Star Sea, is activated to the extreme.

After the six phantoms appeared, they let out a long howl, and they raised their heads at the same time, each with a gray light in their eyes.

Twelve gray rays of light gathered together to form a gray light curtain, enveloping Wen Tianren in it.

Afterwards, no matter how the heaven-penetrating sword energy bombarded, the gray light curtain only trembled, but was not blasted away.

"The Six Extremes have been summoned by me. Although they are only their phantoms, it is more than enough to deal with you, a monk who has formed an alchemy!" Wen Tianren said with a sneer after glancing at the starry sky above his head.

When the magic kung fu was in full swing, he was full of confidence in himself. Although the kung fu displayed by the opponent was formidable, how could he resist the number one magic kung fu in Chaotic Xinghai?
On the other side, Ling Yuling's beautiful eyes stared at the battle without blinking, but when she heard Wen Tianren's words, she sneered.

"Although the Liuji True Devil Art is powerful, the Six Path Supreme Sage who has achieved great success in this art is still defeated by my father?"

"Even the Liuji True Demon Kungfu that my father practiced is no match for him, not to mention that he practiced a technique that even my father didn't dare to practice."

Speaking of the latter part, Ling Yuling's voice gradually lowered, making it difficult to hear clearly, and the way she looked at 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 full of murderous intent, he glanced sideways at his broken arm, stretched out his hand, and the broken arm flew into his hand.

He suddenly pressed the severed arm to the remaining arm, and at the same time behind him a slender figure with two horns opened its mouth and spewed out a faint red mist.

The red mist quickly wrapped the broken arm, and when it dispersed, the shriveled arm became plump again.

Wen Tianren moved his finger and waved it lightly twice, returning to his original appearance.

Looking at the six huge phantoms of demonic paths around him, a trace of regret flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes.

It's a pity, after the six phantoms are summoned, they can only defend against the opponent's magic weapon attack.

It's just because the opponent's talisman is too powerful.

Without the help of the six extreme sages, he has no way to defend, no matter how powerful the defensive magic weapon is, it can at most withstand the bombardment of a sword energy.

The power of this magic weapon is really a big evil.

If there is no such thing, the combined attack of the six phantoms is enough to wipe out the opponent in an instant.

Looking at the mirror suspended in the sky, Wen Tianren was full of doubts.

He was very curious about what magic weapon this mirror was?
I always feel that such a magic weapon seems to have been heard of somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

"It seems that if I want to take this person down, I have to use all my means!"

"This person must be killed here today, otherwise, once he advances to Nascent Soul in the future, he will definitely become my biggest threat!" Wen Tianren thought in his heart.

He gave a low shout, a bright golden light erupted between his brows, stretching and stretching as if the golden light had substance.

In the blink of an eye, a small and exquisite unicorn appeared from between Wen Tianren's eyebrows. It was shining golden and covered with incomprehensible esoteric runes.

Wen Tianren opened his hands, and shot out eight golden flames from his sleeves. These golden flames were the size of a fist, radiant and dazzling, and they revolved around Wen Tianren quickly.

After turning for a while, the flame extinguished, revealing eight ancient mirrors made of pure gold. These mirrors are about the size of a palm, one side is as smooth as water, with golden light flowing on it, and the other side is rough and ugly.

"Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror?!" An exclamation came from Ling Yuling's mouth.

I saw this woman was shocked, looking at the eight mirrors full of disbelief.

"Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror!" Yuan Yao murmured in a low voice, her eyes were full of horror and worry.

This magic weapon, known as the number one attack in the Chaotic Star Sea, has a great reputation, and she has heard of it since she was a child.

Can the young master win when he encounters this magic weapon?

Yuan Yao couldn't help feeling worried.

Although she was full of confidence in Ye Changsheng, she was still a little uncertain at the moment.

The battle between these two people seen today is really beyond the strength that a monk of alchemy can possess.

It's too big!
Against any of them, within two or three rounds, Yuan Yao would be killed immediately.

"Presumably you also know the power of this magic weapon, now you can die without regret!" Wen Tianren looked at Ye Changsheng and said with a sneer.

There was a flash of brilliance on the golden horns between his brows, and a slender golden light suddenly shot out, hitting the mirror closest to him.

Then, it bounced quickly to the small mirror next door, and bounced eight times in a blink of an eye. After each bounce, the golden light grew stronger.

When it bounced off the last mirror, the golden light had grown as thick as a baby's arm.

This golden light gathered in front of Wen Tianren, forming a golden light cluster the size of a skull.

The ball of light kept flickering, as if it was about to explode at any moment, a sneer flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes, and he clapped his hands together in front of his chest. In an instant, the ball of light was shattered.

The golden ball of light shattered, and all the fragments flew into the eight mirrors.

All of a sudden, the eight-faced golden mirror shone brightly, and after a trembling, eight beams of golden light that were as thick as bowl mouths shot out from the mirror.

Wen Tianren was preparing his killing move, and Ye Changsheng didn't care to watch. Seeing that the other party was covered by the gray mask formed by the six-pole true demon, and even the attack of the magic weapon of life could not break through the defense, he also No time wasted trying other means.

Apart from Zhou Tian Xing Chen Jing, he has no other stronger means of attack.

Therefore, he let Wen Tianren prepare the final move, and at the same time he was preparing the final move himself.

A large amount of mana was continuously poured into the Zhoutian star mirror, causing changes in the stars in the starry sky formed by this mirror.

Among the sword qi that pierced the sky, three sword qi gradually condensed and turned into a three-foot-long purple sword.

As if they were real swords, these three purple swords were lined up in the dark night sky, and the light on them was constantly surging, and as time passed, it became more and more brilliant.

Almost at the same time that Wen Tianren's eight-door golden light mirror burst into eight bowl-thick golden beams of light, purple flames suddenly rose from the three small purple swords.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh.
Eight golden beams of light rushed towards Ye Changsheng at an extremely fast speed. With a cruel smile in his eyes, Wen Tianren waited to see Ye Changsheng killed by the eight golden mirrors.

However, the next moment, Ye Changsheng sneered, and he pinched a seal formula with one hand, and immediately, every pore on his body burst out with bright silver light.

These silver radiance rushed out like a tide, filling all the space within three feet around Ye Changsheng in an instant.

The golden light attacks erupting from the eight-door golden light mirror bombarded the silver light, but they were all blocked and unable to move forward.

"What?!" Wen Tianren yelled in horror, his face full of disbelief.

How could it be possible to have magical powers that could withstand the attack of the eight golden mirrors?
He can't believe this!
However, the reality was right in front of him, and he couldn't help but distrust it.

No matter how the eight golden beams of light bombarded, they couldn't break the silver light.

Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren showed a ferocious look on his face. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the eight golden beams of light immediately turned into eight golden flames.

Wen Tianren opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and in an instant, the golden flame became more and more blazing.

"If you can die under the rumored golden flame, you deserve to die!"

Wen Tianren's face was pale, and as he spoke coldly, he kept pinching out complicated seal formulas with his hands, and he muttered words in his mouth immediately.

In the blink of an eye, eight groups of golden flames surrounded Ye Changsheng in all directions, spread rapidly, connected together, and completely engulfed Ye Changsheng.

The raging golden flame was burning, trying to refine the thick silver radiance outside Ye Changsheng's body.

As the golden flame burned, Ye Changsheng only felt that the spiritual power in his body was constantly venting out, to replenish the silver light, so as not to be burned in by the golden flame.

Being able to pose such a threat to his silver light armor, it can be seen that the power of the golden light divine flame is indeed astonishing.

Even with Ye Changsheng's powerful mana, he couldn't last long under such golden flames.

However, now he doesn't have to hold on for too long.

Ye Changsheng said coldly: "I want to see whether your golden 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 condensed in the starry sky immediately fell down.

Suddenly, falling on the gray mask, the long sword shattered immediately, and the purple flame exploded, covering the gray mask.

The ultimate attack methods of the two are almost the same!

They all burn each other with flames!

A look of astonishment flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes, and he looked at the purple flame that quickly engulfed him in disbelief.

Before the astonishment on his face faded away, he saw that the gray mask formed by the six-pole true demon gradually melted.

"how is this possible?!"

An exclamation sounded, Wen Tianren's face turned pale, and he watched helplessly as the gray mask gradually burned out small holes.

And the six phantoms around him gradually faded away.

Clouds of purple flames fell from the small holes and rushed towards him.

"what!!!"

With a shrill scream, the gray mask completely disintegrated, and purple flames surged up, wrapping the upper body of Wen Tianren's face full of disbelief.

It is naturally impossible for Wen Tianren to block the Xingling Ziyan, which even the poisonous dragon can't resist.

But in just a few breaths, his screams stopped abruptly!

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