Mysterious mirror hanging high

As soon as the body formed by the immortal smoke in the pot sank into the top of the fusion monster's skull, the eyes of the ferocious creature with a tiger head and dragon horns suddenly burst into two clusters of blue-purple flames.

Nine fox tails stretched out like a peacock spreading its tail tail, and a red lotus fire ignited at the tip of each tail, illuminating the entire death arena.

Zhao Nu sneered at this, and crossed his fingers like playing the strings of a musical instrument: "What a monster..."

Before he finished speaking, several transparent threads had already cut through the void and arrived.

"Burning the sky and boiling the sea for three thousand years is not as good as a stick of incense in a pot."

The ethereal chant of the Immortal in the Pot emanated from within the beast. From the cracks in its shell, crimson flames gushed forth, its wings flapping, sending up sparks all over the sky...

boom--

The moment the thread of law touched the flames around the fusion monster, it began to burn involuntarily.

"what?"

Zhao Nu's pupils suddenly shrank. His thread of law was not a physical thread, but the manifestation of the power of law itself. Logically, it should not be burned by physical fire.

However, the Immortal in the Pot, who was possessing the Fusion Monster, laughed and said, "Most of my masters throughout the ages were immortal beings. Their use of the power of laws is far superior to yours, Rabbit Lord. Even the most basic Five Elements Law is enough to deal with your thread of law."

"So you are so strong?" Jing Yu looked surprised, but a moment later he heard the somewhat weak voice of the Immortal in the Pot:

"Master, this body's cultivation is far too weak. It's only at the early stages of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. The forceful application of the [Law of Fire] to my profound understanding has placed too much of a burden on this body. If I were to use it a few more times, I'm afraid it would be assimilated by the law, or even disintegrate..."

Jing Yu sighed inwardly, "It turns out to be a silver-plated spear head."

"Forget it, let's just trick him and see if we can delay him a little longer..."

Zhao Nu seemed to be really intimidated by the Immortal in the Pot. He gritted his teeth and stopped attacking directly with the thread of law. Instead, he released dozens of divine soldiers from his storage bag, as if trying to kill the fusion monster in front of him directly with physical means!

"Turtle... This is hard to stop, Master!" The Immortal in the Pot quickly asked for help.

Jing Yu stepped on the blood dragon and came up, holding a pair of [Six-sided Golden Gourd Hammers] obtained from Yuanji in his hands. These were a pair of Buddhist treasures of the middle-grade spiritual weapon level. Jing Yu danced with them so tightly that he actually raised golden curtains and blocked the arrows shot by the bow-wielding soldiers one by one.

Jing Yufa's body was tough, far superior to that of ordinary physical cultivators in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. However, he did not seek to achieve anything but to avoid making mistakes. He kept hiding in defense, or simply jumped up and down, dodging and moving in this death arena, but refused to confront Zhao Nu head-on.

After this chase, Zhao Nu was unable to catch the man in front of him for a while, and he couldn't help but get angry.

After a few more minutes, Zhao Nu suddenly felt the slave seal in his sea of ​​consciousness vibrate. His face changed and he cried out in surprise:

"grown ups!"

----

Half an hour ago, the pagoda hall

Looking at the densely packed enemies before him and the black barrier formed by the [Death Combat Contract] in the sky, Ying Ba did not panic. Instead, he calmly clenched his fists and tilted his head, saying:

"Is this your [trap]?"

He then turned to Lu Yingzhao and said, "I thought you were a worthy opponent... but now you're resorting to bullying."

Lu Yingzhao held the lightning halberd in his hand and looked down at Ying Ba:

"It's not that I can't fight you to the death one-on-one, but the Xuanjing may not be able to hold out for too long. We really can't delay any longer. I can only join forces with my fellow Taoists to quickly end this battle."

"What's there to make up for, you cowardly woman?"

"But it's ridiculous to think that you can defeat me in this way..."

Ying Ba was extremely confident in his heart. He practiced both magic and body, and achieved the unity of spirit and flesh. His body and qi training had both reached the realm of perfection in the transformation of spirit. He asked himself that apart from the true disciples of the great forces, he could definitely be regarded as a first-rate figure among the cultivators of the transformation of spirit.

What's more, there are still many powerful treasures in the storage bag? Taking out a few of them at random is enough to sweep away the current situation!

He had just placed his hand on the storage bag when he discovered that Yuanji, who was standing on the shoulder of the Buddha statue, suddenly raised his hand and threw out a talisman engraved with Sanskrit scriptures.

The talisman turned into a stream of light, and when it approached the storage bag on Ying Ba's waist, it turned into star points, completely wrapping up the storage bag.

"Huh? The storage bag can't be opened?" Ying Ba's face changed.

Seeing the talisman take effect, Yuanji breathed a sigh of relief. "Huh... This [Huiming Forbidden Treasure Talisman] really is useful! It's a shame there's only one in this cave's treasury, and once it's used, it's gone. If I had a hundred or eighty of them, I could use one every time I fought. Wouldn't that guarantee victory?"

"[Dark and Bright Forbidden Treasure Talisman]? What kind of talisman is this! Why can it actually cut off the connection between me and my storage bag?"

Ying Ba's heart sank. Even though he was a genius born in the fairyland, he had never heard of the name of this talisman!

This is no wonder. This talisman is a rare treasure of Buddhism in the upper realm. Once cast, it can seal most of the objects in the heavens and myriad worlds. Even in the battle at the Golden Immortal level, it can be regarded as a treasure that can decide the outcome.

Using it on Yingba's storage bag is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

If Yuanji knew the true value of this talisman, he probably would not have used it so casually.

"Everyone, this man is no longer a threat. Let's all fight together!"

Yuwen Baoge took the lead and let out a long roar. Golden light suddenly surged around him, and a huge golden spear that was as solid as a substance broke through the air and slashed straight at Ying Ba's face with the force of splitting mountains and breaking seas.

Runes flowed on the golden spear, and the buzzing sound shook the spiritual power in all directions, obviously containing the tremendous magic power of a cultivator who had transformed into a god.

However, Ying Ba didn't even look at it. He just snorted coldly, raised his right hand slightly, and flicked his index finger -

"Keng——!"

With a cracking sound like shattered jade and collapsing mountains, the powerful golden spear was actually flicked back by his finger, and the golden light on the spear shattered into pieces. Yuwen Bao's spear suffered a backlash, and for a moment his true energy rushed back, and he retreated several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, the demon clan celestial kings sacrificed their favorite spiritual weapons, the inner sea dragon kings each invoked the power of the laws they were familiar with, and more than ten incarnation celestial kings attacked at the same time!

The fireworks turned into snakes that swallowed the sky and the earth, the lightning flashed like a dragon across the sky, and many magic weapons and secret techniques intertwined into a huge killing net that enveloped Ying Ba for a hundred feet.

But Ying Ba laughed loudly, and a dark golden glow shone all over his body, like a demon god coming to the world.

As his palms flew, the palm wind condensed into a solid dark golden evil force, rushing in all directions like a raging wave.

As the palm wind passed, the fireworks rolled back and the lightning disappeared. The Heavenly Kings were suddenly hit hard, and the protective light of their bodies was shattered. They were forced to fly backwards repeatedly, and only managed to steady their bodies after being hundreds of feet away. Their blood was churning, their true energy was unstable, and they all looked horrified.

"So what if I don't have any magic weapon? I only have my bare hands..."

Ying Ba shouted angrily, "Let me show you what it means to be a proud member of the upper realm!"