Chapter 115 Broken Yin and Yang Mirror

As if he saw Xuan Ming's doubts, Di Yu beside him sighed proudly, "The right saint has always dislikedyong fa."

"It's crazy!" Xuanming's eyes lit up on the battlefield and couldn't help sighing.

In the white light as strong as the sun, Yixiao, dressed in a white robe, turned over and kicked the mirror again. With this kick, the powerful wind still passed through layers of white light, and even Xuanming couldn't help being forced to retreat repeatedly by the strength of this kick. As if he saw that his magic weapon was in danger, he shouted "ah", held an iron fist in his hand, turned over and punched Yixiao. The hot boxing wind with a little spark roared towards Yixiao's back.

The powerful fist forced the white light to open a big crack when it crossed the white light. However, Yixiao seemed to know nothing about it, and her head didn't know it, and she split her foot at the yin and yang mirror. The spirit was like a yin and yang mirror. At this time, it actually "wooed" several times, as if it knew the danger, shaking and trembling strongly. Even the white light around it has become brighter and hotter.

Around, because the mountains are in the south, the giant trees and shrubs are still green. Unfortunately, such a century-old tree with the glory of life began to fall down because of the strong hot white light of the yin and yang mirror. It turns yellow and dry at a speed visible to the naked eye. The underground bushes, some close to each other, have become like dry wood. Xuan Ming knows clearly that as long as the strong light is a little stronger, I'm afraid there will be a big fire here.

Unfortunate, the yin and yang mirror has no chance to be set on fire. I saw that Yixiao's foot had been intimately hit on the mirror of the yin and yang mirror. Xuan Ming only heard a "kaka", as if the glass was broken. Then, there was no more silence.

After counting breaths, the originally strong white light suddenly flashed and darkened in an instant. A cool atmosphere instantly replaced the previous white light like a fire.

At this time, Chijing and Zi punched behind Yixiao, and they only wanted to punch Yixiao. Xuan Ming's eyes flashed. Thinking that there seems to be no possibility of resisting or dodging this punch, I don't know how Yixiao will deal with this move. He waited for Yixiao, who didn't like to use magic weapons, and how to fight with the red essence and son who lost magic weapons.

The punch with a little spark has hit Xiao Xiang's back. Further, he can punch him and pierce Yixiao's back. Red essence and Zi were about to laugh, but there was only a flash of white light before they met. The back he stared at had disappeared, and what appeared in front of him again was already an iron fist that was not as powerful as him. On the fist, the blue veins burst.

Only heard a loud "bang" sound. His fist seemed to be bombarded on a huge mountain. He didn't move as long as his fists were hunting and the sparks lit.

"What a fast speed!" Xuan Ming smacked his tongue, just when he thought that Yixiao could not avoid this punch anyway. Yixiao suddenly jumped up, turned over in the air, punched directly at Chijing and Zi, and caught the iron fist of Chijing and Zi. These movements are as fast as lightning. He only felt a flower in front of him, and Yixiao had hit his fist on the iron fist of the red spirit.

If it hadn't been for him, he would have had a trace of talent and speed power extracted from the Reiki of Dijiang last time. He was afraid that he could not see Yixiao's movements at all.

Does he also have the "talent speed magic power"? Xuan Ming remembered the scene when Yixiao was dealing with the yin and yang mirror, which can only be described by the word "fast". His punch and slap are extremely fast!

Thinking like this, he heard a "bang" again, and the red sperm and Zi couldn't be punched. He had changed his fist into a palm and split it again. However, Yixiao is still stable. The red essence and Zi's face changed, turned over, swept their sleeves, and took back the yin and yang mirror that was hanging in the air and lost its power. When Xuan Ming didn't react, he hit Xuan Ming fiercely.

"Even if I can't smash the door of the demon religion, I will destroy you, the traitor who fell into the devil first!"

The change was too sudden. When Xuan Ming reacted, a coldness had shrouded him. Xuan Ming was shocked. When the yin and yang mirror hit him with the anger and determination of the red spirit and son, he had run his spiritual power to a rapid pace. The speed was not that he could dodge at all. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he saw a piece of gold flying out of his sleeve and hitting the yin and yang mirror fiercely.

"Fan Tianyin!" Yin Jiao, who had been hiding in the distance, screamed and rushed to the yin and yang mirror.

Yes, that's the Tian seal that was trapped and taken down by the chaotic clock. However, because Fan Tianyin is not his magic weapon, Zhou Shan's soul in the seal does not obey him at all, and he dares not rush to put Fan Tianyin into his body. I can only hold it in my hand.

At this moment, in a hurry, he can only throw out the Fantian seal, only to use the strong mountain soul of the Fantian seal to block the coming of the yin and yang mirror for him and win a trace of time to sacrifice magic weapons for him.

Fantianyin also lived up to Xuanming's trust. Everyone saw a golden light soaring. For a moment, Fantianyin had hit the yin and yang mirror fiercely. The long hiss of the yin and yang mirror hummed. Because of the sudden power, it could only stagger for a pause, and the light rose again and hit Fan Tianyin.

Fantianyin was stagnant. Because there was not much spiritual support, he was hit by the yin and yang mirror and fell down softly.

And only this breath is enough for Xuanming to sacrifice the chaotic clock. Originally, Xuan Ming had been vigilant against several of them, and the chaotic bell did not dare to hide deeply. If it hadn't been for this sudden and inconceivable sneak attack, he wouldn't have thrown out the seal so awkwardly.

"What a pity, such a good magic weapon! Forget it, it's not your own, and it's troublesome to come!" Xuan Ming sighed a few times for Fan Tianyin in his heart. The palm-sized chaotic clock, like the Fantian seal just now, also smashed into the yin and yang mirror.

The cold wind of the yin and yang mirror roared, and the layers of the mirror poured out, and the ice was mixed with snowflakes and rushed to Xuan Ming. The coldness instantly covered the whole mountain with three feet of ice. Unfortunately, no one knew the "coldness" that Xuan Ming experienced in the cold pool of the underworld at that time. Compared with now, this little ice is not enough.

So Xuanming just stood in the cold wind with his hands behind his hand, controlling the chaotic clock and steadily hitting the yin and yang mirror. There is no kind of behavior that Chijing and Zi hope to appear due to the cold ice.

At the moment when the chaotic bell, which was stronger than Fan Tianyin and controlled by Xuanming, hit the yin and yang mirror fiercely, only heard that the yin and yang mirror with cracks because of Yi Xiao's foot was a few "kake", and the whole mirror was broken into pieces in an instant. The glazed yin and yang mirror fell like rain.

The cold wind was no longer, and the sun was deep again. Soon, the sound of flowing water appeared again in the mountains. Because of the broken yin and yang mirror, the three feet of ice had melted into water and injected into the river on the side.

"My yin and yang mirror!" The red spirit and Zi's face changed, and she flashed and swept the fragments of the mirror into her sleeves. Then he stared at Xuanming and suddenly pulled up Yin Jiao beside him and turned away into smoke. Leave only one angry word:

"Xuanming, next time you see me again, it will be your death!"

"Where to escape!" Di Yu's footsteps moved and wanted to chase him. At this time, a white and elegant hand rested on his shoulder, stabilizing his rushing figure. A voice as light as the spring breeze said slowly, "Don't chase the poor. The elder is still waiting for us. Don't ruin his plan, or we will suffer."

"Hmm! It's cheaper for them." Di Yu snorted coldly and stood aside honestly. If nothing had happened, Xuanming, who didn't hear it, said coldly, "Come with me."

Xuan Ming restrained his eyes and answered humbly: "Yes." I followed him and left.

Taking Xuanming to shuttle through the dry and wide cave walkway, Yixiao took a look at Xuanming who quietly followed them, stopped for a moment, and waited for Xuanming to walk to him before asking, "How's the injury on your body? Why do you suddenly want to join the magic religion?

Xuan Ming was stunned, looked at the expressionless Di Yu, and said with a wry smile, "Am I forced to be helpless? Heaven can't stay any longer. If I don't come to you, I will have to wait to die..."

Di Yu frowned and said, "What's the master?"

Xuanming shrugged his shoulders and scolded angrily, "Don't mention that timid guy. That guy was scared by the Yuanshi old thief. How dare you help me!"