“Come and fight with the clock!”

The clock pulled out the long sword between the waist and looked excitedly at Yang Junshan.

His sword was hanging around his waist, not like a flying sword, which he was included in the Dantian.

Yang Junshan is also fearless, and even is full of interest in confrontation with a real golden fairy.

He also wants to know the extent to which his true strength has reached, and he also wants to get a glimpse of the true depth of the Golden Immortals in the outer stars.

However, at this time, I saw Zhong Yu holding a long sword and pointing to himself, and a faint breath was already locking his position, but it made Yang Junshan feel somewhat strange in his heart.

However, Yang Junshan was too late to recall why this strange feeling was, and the clock on the opposite side had already been shot.

Originally, after Yang Junshan broke out of the world on Sunday, there were still some foreign immortals wandering in the distance, and at this time, they saw two golden immortals doing it, but they ran away from all at all.

In the sound of the sword ringing from the stars, the long sword in Zhong Yu's hand did not come as a flying sword, but instead swallowed the swordman of varying lengths in his hand, with the bell slightly thorns, the sword had directly crossed the void to his front.

Yang Junshan is not afraid, at this time, although he has no broken sky, but the mountain king hanging high in the half-empty, originally in the ascending to the fairy before he used the blue gold two-colored diao dime magnet light, at this time is transformed into purple light hanging down.

The sword of the bell is very sharp, even if it is not possible to extinguish the sword in an instant, but it can only be weakened to the maximum extent.

Therefore, when the sword mangosteen penetrates the innate hybrid spirit to protect the light curtain, the originally condensed quality of the sword is suddenly weakened by more than two-thirds.

The remaining swords are still condensed into a bouquet, and the rest of the situation continues to run to Yang Junshan.

But only to see Yang Junshan reached out his thumb and forefinger to pinch his thumb, but the original swift sword mango was suddenly like the substance of his pinch in his hand.

With Yang Junshan's slight force, there were nine fairy yuans crushed at the fingertips, and that wisp of fairy was suddenly exploded.

Some of the scattered swords in Yu Yu still have the power of passing through the fissure stone, but Yang Junshan did not pay attention to it at all, but let the broken swords and feet on the body are unscathed.

“Good magic!”

Zhong saw that his magic was so severe that the moment of penetration through the other party's protective light curtain was weakened, and he still did not praise it.

But even if you see Yang Junshan actually blew up the remaining swords with his bare hands, there are still scattered mangosles and faces do not change color, and suddenly there is a slight color change, and can't help but say: "Good gold body!"

Yang Junshan "Haha" smiled, hit it out with a fist, but his mouth was: "The prize has passed the award!"

The body of the clock suddenly disappeared in the same flash, followed by the space where he had just been, and it was broken in a "rumbling" sound.

Yang Junshan was looking for the trace of the bell, but suddenly felt several sharpness, each one of the power is not inferior to the shot just that, from a different direction to his side.

Yang Junshan cares not to capture his whereabouts, hastily to show the magic response, "silver and white" this double-dual device quality is not as good as the breakout, but it is better than dexterous and fast, no matter how fast the Zhong Yu's offensive, Yang Junshan can always calmly cope with it, but this time to counterattack, but it is difficult to do.

For a time, although the two immortals' exchanges broke down in the sky, the shape was shaken.

Although the bell seems to occupy the upper hand, the offensive is one after the wave after the other, but Yang Junshan can actually keep the door, calmly fight, but for a short time who is who can't.

However, as the war between the two golden immortals is getting white and hotter, the strange feeling in Yang Junshan's heart is getting more and more.

But at this time, the bell suddenly changed his face, drank, and said, “Be careful!”

Yang Junshan was surprised that the first thought was not that there was an accident, but whether the golden body ghost had any conspiracy to exert, but this method of attracting attention was too poor?

However, at this time, he saw the clock looking heavily behind him, and the long sword that had been held in his hand suddenly flew out.

Yang Junshan was surprised in his heart, and was about to wait, but suddenly found that the flying sword did not come to him, but to see the track behind him.

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Yang Junshan was shocked, his knowledge did not catch the slightest danger, but the heart of the heart did not come to the heart of the heart of the heart accelerated!

Yang Junshan almost did not think, hands forward, and then to the two sides of the force, the void in front of him was forcibly torn, he even can not bear to bear just with the bell war caused by the empty turmoil, the whole person will be forced to open the space portal.

And at the moment when he entered the space portal, he faintly heard a sound of gold iron crosis behind him.

More than a hundred feet, Yang Junshan shawl from the void jumped out of the void, but there was no injury.

But he looked up and saw that the sword of the bell was shot, but the mirror was transformed into a light wheel to emit a burst of light trembling from the position he had just been, and even with the hollow cut open.

What a risk!

If it is not a reminder of the bell, I am afraid that I will not be cut off by the Haotian mirror.

On the other side, Zhong Yu is obviously not very uncomfortable, although he only uses the long fencing side to hit the mirror, trying to divert the direction of the Haotian mirror, but even if he has not resisted positively, it is only the force of the rebound of the Haotian mirror body, which is enough to shake his divine knowledge and let him temporarily interrupt the contact with the long sword.

However, this made Yang Junshan a little surprised, because he had personally had an exchange with Hao Tianshi, when he was fully engaged in the sky, but he had once hit the fairy weapon in the burial of Tianzhao.

Although the long sword used by Zhong Yu is not yet immortal, but don't forget that this is the golden immortality of the eight sutras, and no matter how much better than Yang Junshan, who is still buried in the sky, he does not know how many times stronger, how can he behave so unlucky?

You know that Yang Junshan can just have a big war with Zhong Yu, and the strength of the golden immortal who is simply out of step with the ghost fairy style is deeply understood.

At this time, because of the interference of the bells and the almost inevitable shooting down of the empty Hao Tianshi, it seemed extremely angry, the light wheel turned to the bell, as if to take him out of anger.

Zhong Yu was shocked, perhaps Yang Junshan is not very clear, but Zhong Yu knows what kind of existence he is facing, and even in the bottom of his heart there is a hint of regret that Yang Junshan just did not save the Yang Junshan.

However, at this point, these thoughts can only be left behind, so as to concentrate on fighting with the reticent mirror.

“Sword, it’s long-lived!”

With the sound of the bell drinking, the flying sword was instantly covered with a black mantle on the body, and a wisp of black sword was separated from the sword body, and then like a black raindrop, it was densely sprinkled on the mirror of the sky.

In the sound of the golden iron crisp sound of "dinging", the Haotian mirror did not seem to be hindered much, and the eyes were to cut open the sword-scraping block to the front.

“Hey!Shake up the sky!”

But he heard a sullen sound from dozens of feet away from the void, a three-foot-way wide open came to the air, with a strong wind pressure and even the black sword mangoes.

“When to—”

A long bang came from above the Haotian mirror, and the sound was so sharp that the golden fairy like the bell was so tinged.

And Hao Tianshi was also hit by the mountain Junyi from the side of the all-out shot and was thrown in the direction, whistling from the side of the bell, but it shocked him a cold sweat.

When he glanced, he saw that the great flying direction was a twenty-year-old giant slowly converging.

Yang Junshan "whisper", obviously perceived that the power of the Haotian mirror at this time is stronger than the previous time in the burial of the sky, if the garrison at the time of the garrison of the sky mirror has this power, he decided that it is impossible to hit it.

Yang Junshan had the intention to test again, on the side of the clock to see the appearance of the rush, while the Haotian mirror has not yet flipped, rushed to fly over, pulled just back to the normal size of Yang Junshan will go.

Yang Junshan saw the bell so anxious, he is also a cautious person, did not struggle, but the two together to go to the depths of the starry sky, a moment later disappeared, only left the mirror hanging on the half-empty mirror on the light frequently swallowed, like a person in a hurry when the mouth gas.

Zhong Yu pulled Yang Junshan all the way to walk about three thousand miles away, which slowly stopped the light, a heart full of trembling color, said: "Good risk!It's dangerous!"

Yang Junshan said to Zhong Yi: "Mr. Zhong, thank you for the grace you just saved your life."

Zhong glanced at him, his eyes were looking at the surrounding stars, as if he was worried that the Haotian mirror would suddenly come out again, and he heard Yang Junshan thank you, and just waved his hand absent-mindedly.

Yang Junshan had a lot of doubts in his heart, and he could not help but ask, "Mr. Zhong, in his heart, is he puzzled, why is he so jealous of the Hao Tianzhao mirror?"

Zhong Yu heard the words as surprised as if he had just met Yang Junshan, and the tone was surprised: "That Hao Tian mirror is a fairy-colored device, are you not afraid?"

Yang Junshan puzzled: “So what?When the world broke through from Sunday, he had repulsed it with his own hands!”

Zhong Yi "uh" said, then thought of what, "Haha" laughed: "It seems that this man's love for the old man is still necessary, but also save you the next time you are confused to the outer circle of the world of the sky three thousand miles away!"

It is necessary to know that although Zhong Yu just saved him from the disaster because of reminding Yang Junshan, but in turn, Yang Junshan was also saved from the light wheel of the Haotian Mirror, and if the two people should be flat, but now Zhong Yu bluntly said that Yang Junshan should owe others, which shows that there are still some things that Yang Junshan does not know.

Yang Junshan said, “I would like to hear it.”

Zhong Yu laughed, “Yang Daoyou, do you think that Hao Tian Mirror can show the same power in the world of Sunday and the starry sky outside the world of Sunday?”

Yang Junshan nodded, “Isn’t it—”

Zhong saw the appearance of Yang Junshan, knowing that he had probably guessed the reason, but still said: "Just now you missed the Haotian mirror, compared to the day when the world broke the bondage of heaven and earth on Sunday?"

Yang Junshan paused slightly, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhong is right, the power is indeed too much."

Smiling, he said, “That’s right!The primary task of a place-to-world-shaped authentic fairy weapon is to protect the cultivation of the real civilization in the world of the position, and avoid the invasion and interference of external forces, so the original fairy weapon is more externally wrong, and you Yang Junshan is a native monk in the world of Sunday, and in essence, it will still be treated to a certain degree of preferential treatment by Hao Tian Mirror."