Chapter 479 Qimen Liujia

"Bochen!"

Seeing An Bochen's figure lost in the huge waves transformed by mana, Li Xiaoguan panicked and couldn't help shouting.

The mountain swayed, and the whole city in the clouds was swaying and bumping under the sudden detonation of the huge force. The disciples of the two sects were also shocked and flew back one after another.

Although Li Xiaoguan and Xiaobao know that An Bochen must have something to rely on, they can only see the gap in the void like a tortoise pattern. They can't find An Bochen's figure at all, and their hearts are about to reach their throats.

The two masters led by Ling Fengzhu and Elder Mo were not far away. They floated in the air and stared at the air waves curling up like a blue-purple sun.

Almost the same as they expected, the disciple of Wangxinzong attacked Mu Yuezhu, so that the stalemate eight magic weapons found a gap, as if the flood broke the dike. The eight magic weapons attacked the disciples of Wangxin Sect at the same time and twisted him into powder in the blink of an eye.

In this way, the magic weapons originally entangled in the mixed yuan magic furnace have been separated, and the mixed yuan magic furnace has once again become a masterless thing. In addition to taking back their own magic weapons, the magic weapons left by the other six sects are also readily available.

"Emperor Mo, why don't you give me the yin and yang sword to the imperial sect, and the rest belongs to your Tianyan sect."

Master Ling Feng suddenly said.

Hearing the words, Elder Mo's face darkened.

In addition to the real fairyland magic weapon that originally belonged to the two sects, there is only the real fairyland magic weapon of Yin and Yang Fentian Sword. Even in such a large cave, there are less than ten real fairyland magic weapons. Even if the remaining five six-fold Tianjing magic weapons are all obtained, it is not as useful as a Yin and Yang Tianfen Sword.

But before she could speak, an elder of the Huangdao Sect jumped out, read a word in his mouth, and a dark virtual shadow big hand flew out from the middle of his eyebrows and probed into the spherical air wave.

"Return to worship!"

Elder Mo raised his eyebrows, and a worshiper jumped out behind him. He also read a word. A golden pangolin ran out of his sleeve and rushed into the air wave in a blink of an eye.

"Hmm." Ling Fengzhu turned his head and slanted at Elder Mo, with a murderous look on his face.

The number of masters on his side is less than that of Tianyan Sect, which is also because Tianyan Sect has the upper hand in the confrontation of the rear sect. Therefore, he is bound to get the yin and yang sword. As long as he has an advantage in the magic weapon, it is impossible for him to defeat Tianyanzong, which has five people, with the number of four people, and get the mixed yuan magic furnace.

But at this time, something happened that no one expected.

A purple thunder fell from the sky and hit the waves. The two masters of the treasure snorted and took three steps back together, but they were both secretly injured.

Before everyone recovered, the virtual shadow big hand and pangolin in the air wave were shattered by the purple thunder. The air wave that had originally gathered in a ball instantly spread and poured towards the two masters.

"What's going on!"

Ling Feng's expression changed sharply. Everyone had already calculated it before. After the magic weapon was attracted, it would only attack the disciples of the Wangxin Sect. After consuming this magic power, the magic weapon will stop, and everyone will take the opportunity to take back the magic weapon. Unexpectedly, a thunderbolt suddenly fell, which caused the magic weapon to sacrifice itself.

"Receed!"

Ling Feng's master pinched the seal in his hand and wanted to take back the Huangji Qingshi Mirror first.

However, in a blink of an eye, Ling Feng's face changed again and again. He looked at the air waves rolling like the sun, but he could no longer feel the existence of the imperial clear world mirror, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

"How is this possible?"

Ling Fengzhu shook twice and barely stood firm. The elders behind him had already crossed out to help him stop the air waves, and kept urging him to take back the imperial clear mirror, but what else could he do besides wryly?

The Huangji Qingshi Mirror was a day before he came to Jinhua Cave. The head brother passed it on to his Zhenzong's magic weapon. Before leaving, he repeatedly told him, and he only found it funny.

He is not a three-year-old child. How could he lose such a huge magic weapon? Now he has really lost the imperial clear mirror. Thinking of the end after turning back to the sect, Ling Fengzhu's heart gradually broke a crack.

Not to mention the turning sect, the number of people is already at a disadvantage, and now there is less Huangji Qingshijing. What else can he fight with Tianyan Sect?

Subconsciously, Master Ling Feng turned to Elder Mo not far away and saw that she was also disfigured.

Ling Fengzhu was stunned, and the smile on his face became more and more bitter.

It seems that her sky has been lost, but what's going on? How can you say that a good magic weapon is gone?

"That's a thunderstorm."

Elder Mo's cold voice sounded in his ear. Ling Feng's heart moved slightly. He carefully looked at the purple thunder falling from the sky, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping up.

"It's really a thunderstorm. Is it possible that someone is crossing the disaster? But how can there be anyone in there?"

"There is indeed someone in it, Lord Lingfeng, have you forgotten?"

"But..." Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng's mood was in turmoil. What happened in front of him was beyond what he could understand: "But isn't he dead? Is it all caused by him?"

After exchanging glances, Ling Fengzhu and Elder Mo turned their heads and looked at Li Xiaoguan at the same time, with murderous faces.

Li Xiaoguan and Xiaobao were shocked and panicked. Xiaobao was so anxious that his eyes turned red, while the crow Taoist stood still on the spot, and it seemed to be scared.

"It doesn't seem to be premeditated." Master Ling Feng sighed and said astringently.

"Well, let's wait until we stop." Elder Mo also looked anxious, but the turbulence has not dissipated, and they will only end up to pieces when they enter.

Like in the middle of a blue and purple wave, An Bochen sat cross-legged and stared at the mixed-yuan furnace.

He did attack the cyan jewel, and also attracted eight magic weapons. Even he had only one way to die in the face of these eight magic weapons. Fortunately, he sacrificed his life-saving method early, and thirty-six strikes on Sunday - Qimen Liujia.

Thirty-six attacks on Sunday are secretly combined with the thirty-six changes of Tianang in ancient times, most of which are auxiliary methods, such as this strange door, which consumes vitality. It is usually not necessary at all, and can only be used to save lives at the most critical moment. Which Liujia: There are Jiazi, Jiaxu, Jiashen, Jiawu, Jiachen, Jiayin. Liujia cycles back and forth, condenses into a time crack and is used to escape. Therefore, Qimen Liujia is also known as Qimen Dunjia. When the air wave hit, An Bochen sacrificed a strange door. His body shrank and hid in the crack of time. When he came out again, the great force had been far away from him.

That's all, it can save his life, but it can't explain why he survived.

So An Bochen attracted the thunder, pretended to be a disaster, and with the help of the thunder, he attracted the magic weapon again, and then put the magic weapon into the bead chain.

But he only put the eight magic weapons of the Huangji Qingshi Mirror into the bead chain, but the mixed yuan god furnace that An Bochen wanted most did not move at all, and he refused to get into the bead chain even if he tried his best.

What An Bochen was worried about finally happened - the rank of the mixed-yuan furnace is not lower than that of the bead chain.

The bead chain in his hand comes from Ao Gui's Dragon Palace. It doesn't look good, and even Ao Gui doesn't take it seriously, but in fact, this bead chain was refined by a strong man in ancient times. Even if it is refined casually, its rank is high enough. Others can't see that only those who have a bead chain can detect its extraordinaryness. For example, foreign beasts can reproduce on their own, and their aura is sufficient, which is equivalent to an independent world.

The magic weapon of the real fairyland can be easily earned by the bead chain, but it can't receive the mixed yuan magic furnace. When this wave of gas dissipates, if An Bochen still can't accept this mixed yuan magic furnace, he will face two choices. One is to give up the mixed Yuan God Furnace, and the other is to tear up the face with Huangdao and Tianyan. Either choice is not cost-effective. Even if An Bochen gave up the mixed source furnace, he will not be able to use the words he had prepared before to tell a lie.

Just then, the glazed bottle flew out of the bead chain and fell into the hands of An Bochen.