Chapter 1611

There is a desert somewhere in the star region of shajun, Xizhou Star Palace. At this time, it is shrouded by a sandstorm covering more than ten miles around.

However, when you get close to the sandstorm, you will realize that there is not only the roar of the wind, the roar of gold and iron, but also the roar of people, and even some Xu Lingguang flash away from the sandstorm from time to time.

Suddenly, a deafening noise came from the center of the sandstorm, followed by the huge sandstorm, which was suddenly torn apart, and the distance between them was farther and farther, and then the dust began to subside slowly.

The line of sight over the desert began to become clear, and two figures separated by hundreds of feet began to appear.

Zhang Yueming looked at the young man who was somewhat similar to Yang Junshan, but his face was much more young and delicate. For no reason, a trace of humiliation sprang up from the bottom of his heart: "Hey, Yang Junshan doesn't pay attention to his old friends in those years. He actually sent his grandson to chase and kill Zhang."

Yang Lizhao said solemnly: "I'm afraid senior Zhang misunderstood. I didn't come here by my grandfather, and I'm just a training object chosen by my father for my younger generation."

Zhang Yueming has had a hard time over the years. In addition, his cultivation has been stuck at the peak of Huangting and he is unable to step into the immortal fairyland, which makes his appearance bigger and bigger. Now he looks a lot of dust, just like a middle-aged monk in his forties.

At first glance, hearing Yang Lizhao's words, Rao is Zhang Yueming. He has seen through the human feelings in the cultivation world over the years, but his face is red, and a mouthful of counter blood almost gushed out of his mouth.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Yueming trembled with anger, so that his fingers pointing to Yang Lizhao trembled: "vertical son, Enron humiliated me so much!"

After that, Zhang Yueming offered his magic weapon, the four yuan card, to Yang Lizhao's head. But at the moment when it flew over his head, it suddenly divided into four and fell around Yang Lizhao.

At the same time, at the place where the four yuan cards came, the desert sand surged on the ground, and a zombie body rose from it, but it happened to surround Yang Lizhao in the center.

Yang Lizhao looked indifferent. Although he learned some stories about the person in front of him from his father, he didn't take it too seriously. Although his father had repeatedly told him to be as famous as his grandfather, more often, Yang Lizhao just listened to it as a joke.

In Yang Lizhao's opinion, all the stars in the whole Zhou Dynasty are jokes if they are compared with their grandfather!

"Boy, haven't your adults told you about my Zhang's' four yuan seal spirit skill '?"

Zhang Yueming yelled. Four spirit sealing puppets of Lei robbed territory attacked Yang Lizhao at the same time. Coupled with Zhang Yueming himself, it was a situation of five to one.

However, at the moment when Zhang Yueming's "four yuan spirit sealing technique" was launched, Yang Lizhao had made a response. A huge six heavenly fox Dharma phase rose from behind him, and the six fox tails covered the sun, sweeping towards Zhang Yueming and his spirit sealing puppets respectively.

The two fought together again, but Zhang Yueming, who tried his best at this time, obviously had the upper hand.

Although Zhang Yueming has made little progress in his cultivation over the years, he has spent a lot of time polishing his magic powers and magic weapons. His combat power has increased more than before, and his means have become more and more sophisticated. He has almost reached the peak of the Huangting realm. This sudden move has firmly pushed Yang Lizhao down.

Yang Lizhao was obviously surprised. He knew the details of the "four yuan seal spirit skill", but when he had a real fight, he knew the difficulty of the person in front of him.

However, although Yang Lizhao was surprised, he was not flustered. His cultivation was not weaker than Zhang Yueming. It was not easy for the other party to win. Yang Lizhao was gradually familiar with the opponent's means while guarding the door, and waited for the opportunity to prepare for a counterattack.

Zhang Yueming was so old and hot that he couldn't see Yang Lizhao's plan. He immediately mocked: "little bastard, I heard that the demon fox blood on you can make you look like any magic power you can see. Now Zhang's magic power is right in front of you. It's just to imitate one for Zhang!"

In those years, Yang Qinyu and Yang Lizhao joined hands with their father and son to become the chief disciples of the four major schools in the overseas war, which can be regarded as the war of fame between their father and son. Just after that war, Yang Lizhao, as the eldest grandson of the immortal of Junshan, was also known to have Tianhu blood. Zhang Yueming was not surprised to know.

The main body of Zhang Yueming's "four yuan spirit sealing" magic power lies in the four spirit sealing puppets in the land of thunder robbery. It is quite different from other Taoist magic powers. Yang Lizhao's blood magic power can imitate other magic powers, but it may not be able to create four spirit sealing puppets out of thin air.

But unexpectedly, just after Zhang Yueming's voice fell, Yang Lizhao smiled: "in that case, what I wish!"

Zhang Yueming was as like as two peas, and then he saw four foxtail, which was originally resisting four puppets, suddenly burst in the middle of the air. When the light was dispersed, each of them had the same body as the puppet of the war, and rushed towards his opponent.

Meanwhile, as like as two peas, the two foxtail, which is facing the frontal impact of Zhang Yue Ming, is also becoming a whole. It follows closely and condenses into a person who is exactly the same as Zhang Yueming. He also throws himself at him, and a shot is Zhang Yueming's magic power.

"Illusion, not worth mentioning!"

Zhang Yueming snorted coldly and swept away at the man who rushed in front of him.

Tianhu's blood is also proficient in illusion!

However, at this time, the figure who rushed to him turned his mouth, but there was a trace of irony.

Zhang Yueming was shocked. He already realized that the illusion in front of him had not been swept away by him. On the contrary, the killing opportunity on his face made him cold at the bottom of his heart.

This illusion can kill!

As the shadow follows the form, as like as two peas, Zhang Yueming's mind does not want to go back to the horse immediately. The escaping skills that he has done can be exactly the same as Zhang Yueming's.

"Zhu Tian!"

Zhang Yueming tied his hands and hit the rushing illusion.

However, the illusion that rushed over also tied his hands and displayed the "formula of killing heaven!"

The two supernatural powers collided with each other in the middle of the air, and the potential surged, stirring the desert under your feet like a ground dragon.

Zhang Yueming was surprised that the illusion had such power.

"Click"

A cracking sound came, and the illusion was still not as good as the real body, which was broken by Zhang Yueming.

However, Zhang Yueming was not surprised, because when the illusion opposite was broken, Yang Lizhao didn't know when he had come to him. At the same time, he was holding an ancient mirror and just shook it on his face.

A purple light flew out of the mirror and came straight to Zhang Yueming with a lightning speed.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yueming only had time to push his hands forward and show his "solid as gold soup formula". The real yuan in his body poured out and condensed into a golden shield in front of him.

However, how can a mere magic power stop Yang Lizhao's long planned attack.

Jin Mang's shield was pierced at the moment when he came into contact with Zi mang. Zhang Yueming had no time to dodge. He could only watch the slightly weakened Zi mang disappear into his body.

"Ziqi Donglai Jue!"

Zhang Yueming screamed strangely. At the moment when zimang entered the body, he recognized the magic power exerted by the other party, because the feeling that the vitality in the body passed and the whole person was weakened. No other Taoist magic power could do it. He could even clearly feel that his whole person was getting old.

"You forced me!"

Yang Lizhao was still waiting to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he suddenly heard Zhang Yueming's roar. He immediately tightened his heart and slowed down the pace of pursuit. At the same time, he closed the ancient mirror in his hand and blocked it in front of his chest.

However, Zhang Yueming, who had just made a cruel remark, not only showed no sign of desperate, but turned around and fled into the desert sand.

Yang Lizhao, who knew that he was deceived, had yet to show his "pointing to the ground to become steel" to block him, but unexpectedly, someone killed him on the left and right behind him. Yang Lizhao immediately learned that Zhang Yueming's spirit sealing puppet broke the illusion and rushed to break the back for him.

"You run fast!"

Knowing that he could not catch up with Zhang Yueming, Yang Lizhao simply turned around and shook the ancient mirror in his hand. Suddenly, in the mirror, there were several fox tails condensed by green and gold black light, and one roll caught the two spirit sealing puppets in front.

At this time, it seems that because Zhang Yueming has escaped from danger, the two spirit sealing puppets behind turned and fled in different directions. At the same time, they can avoid the fox tail stretched out later.

Seeing this, Yang Lizhao did not go after it. Instead, he shook the precious mirror in his hand again, took back the remaining fox tails, wound them around different parts of the two captured puppets, and wound them tighter and tighter until the bodies of the two puppets were broken into several pieces.

With the recovery of the fox tail, Yang Lizhao's ancient mirror returned to its original plain state.

Vientiane mirror, this is one of the three treasures that Yang Huaxian Zun grabbed from the Zhenxian monument when he pushed it to the Zhenxian monument in the fairy palace.

Among the three treasures, a middle-class Taoist weapon, Yutian shield, has been integrated by Yang Qinyu with secret arts and life magic weapons, and then nourished by the source of xuanhuang in the process of transforming the world. Now it has been successfully advanced into a top-class Taoist weapon.

The second treasure is the inheritance of the Taoist magic power Tianqing formula, which has also been refined by Yang Qinyu as the life magic power.

Although the rank of the Vientiane mirror is the middle grade of Taoist tools like the previous imperial shield, this magic weapon is not applicable to most Yang friars. It was not until Yang Lizhao rose and awakened the blood of Tianhu that he found that this treasure was really suitable for him.

Yang Lizhao placed the mirror of the Vientiane mirror flat upward, and his other hand brushed on the mirror. The originally gray mirror suddenly brightened, and a little purple awn shook slightly on it, but roughly pointed to a certain direction.

"Hey, it depends on where you're going this time. My Taoist magic is so easy to dissolve?"