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"This me" watched the two of them make it clear that they had to fight, and Li Xiaofeng, who smiled bitterly, had to give up.

After all, whether it is Hongjun or Yang Mei Ancestor, Taoism is unfathomable. In a battle at this level, he really doesn't have the strength to mix. Li Xiaofeng didn't want to offend Hongjun easily, but he also knew that Yang Mei Ancestor was not so easy to deal with, so he wasn't worried. It's hard to say what the outcome of this battle will be!

At night, the brilliance of the Taiyin Star sprinkled a layer of silver glow on the entire vast desolate continent, and even the light of the stars in the sky was obscured by it.

In the void, Hongjun and Yang Mei Ancestor were both suspended in the air, confronting each other, and two invisible breaths quietly emanated from the two of them, causing the space to fluctuate slightly.

"It's so strong!" Just the invisible aura that spread out made Li Xiaofeng breathe a little.

And the ink, Tianbao, ink scales and Zhu Yan on the side all have a feeling of trembling and softness.

"Yang Mei Daoyou, your cultivation is much worse than mine," Hongjun said indifferently.

Yang Mei Ancestor sneered noncommittally: "There is such a profound cultivation power as you in the wilderness, and my Yang Mei Ancestor is indeed a little unheard." However, Hongjun, do you think that if you cultivate higher than me, you will definitely be able to help me?"

"I also want to know what kind of skills Daoyou have that can make my disciples suffer," Hongjun said.

"Hmph!" Yang Mei Ancestor, who snorted coldly in disdain, disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he came behind Hongjun Ancestor, like an emerald green glass-like fist smashed directly towards Hongjun's back, and the space where the fist passed was distorted, and the surrounding space seemed to be condensed by an invisible power.

Hongjun, who frowned slightly, was shaken slightly, broke free from some restraints, and turned sideways, and a dragon-headed cane suddenly appeared in his hand, facing the emerald green glass-like fist.

In Peng's low muffled sound, the dragon's head staff and fist collided together, and the terrifying power directly caused the surrounding condensed space to shock and tear open a large crack, and a chaotic aura faintly emanated from the huge black hole-like crack.

Hongjun, who flew away with a slight shock, directly waved his hand to sacrifice the dragon's head cane.

In the roaring and majestic dragon roar, the dragon head staff instantly turned into a dark golden divine dragon and flew towards Yang Mei Ancestor.

However, Yang Mei Ancestor, who did not dodge or dodge, let the divine dragon enter his chest and disappear.

"Huh?" Hongjun's face changed, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Mei Ancestor with slightly surprised eyes. His dragon head staff just disappeared out of thin air, and he couldn't feel it anymore.

Li Xiaofeng, who was watching this scene from a distance, couldn't help but show an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth with a gleam in his eyes. Attacking Yang Mei Ancestor with treasures, isn't it a meat bun beating a dog without returning?

However, Hongjun didn't know the details of Yang Mei Ancestor, and he was still unwilling to sacrifice a treasure again, which was a dark blue bowl, rotating upside down and becoming larger towards Yang Mei Ancestor, and his mouth was like a whirlpool in the water to include Yang Mei Ancestor.

Yang Mei Ancestor, who was shining with emerald green light, still didn't dodge, and the whole person seemed to be fixed in the void, letting the bowl swallow the suction force be terrible, and his body didn't move at all.

"Go!" Hongjun, who shouted in a low voice, looked at Yang Mei Ancestor indifferently, waved his hands, like a dark weapon, and in an instant, streamers shot towards Yang Mei Ancestor, turning into flying gongs, golden scepters, sticks, circles, seals, swords, needles, beads, hammers, whips, knives, locks, hairpins, wheels and other spiritual treasures, enveloping Yang Mei Ancestor like a storm. In an instant, the space around Yang Mei Ancestor was chaotic and blurred.

Yang Mei Ancestor, who sneered repeatedly, was a phantom figure, causing the surrounding space to be distorted, and with him as the center, it turned into a huge spatial vortex, allowing him to add a thousand spirit treasure blades, as long as he got close, he would directly disappear into the distorted space.

After a while, a large number of spiritual treasures around him disappeared, and the eyebrow raising ancestor who flew up took the initiative to approach the huge bowl in the sky, accompanied by the invisible surging space fluctuations, and soon the bowl turned into a streamer and disappeared into Yang Mei Ancestor's chest.

Yang Mei Ancestor, who turned over and stood still in the void, looked at Hongjun with a shocked face, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Haha Hongjun, what other means are there, let's use them all!"

"I'm rubbing! It's worthy of Hongjun, so many treasures? Has he already scavenged the whole flood wilderness? He simply likes treasures more than I do. However, no matter how many treasures come into contact with Yang Mei Ancestor, this pervert is in vain!" Li Xiaofeng was stunned when he saw it in the distance.

Ink and so on couldn't help but be dumbfounded, already dumbfounded.

"Space One?" Hongjun, who muttered to himself, couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Impossible! Yang Mei, how did you get rid of these treasures?"

Yang Mei Old Ancestor smiled: "Guess it! Hongjun, didn't you say that you want to stand up for your apprentice?

"Yang Mei, don't think that I'm Hongjun really afraid of you!" Hongjun listened to it and twitched slightly, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, Hongjun waved his hand to sacrifice a picture, on which the yin and yang Taiji pattern was dazzling, and in an instant, a rainbow bridge crossed the void, making the space instantly freeze. Then, waving again, a yellow flag flew out, and the earthy yellow light rose like dust; with another wave of his hand, a white flag flew out, and the clouds and mist were churning above the nine heavens; and with a continuous wave of his hand, a red flag flew out, and suddenly a raging fire burst from the ground and instantly filled the void.

In an instant, Yang Mei Ancestor was already trapped in dust, clouds, and flames, as if he had been suppressed by Taijitu.

"Brother Yang Mei!" Although he was more confident in Yang Mei Ancestor's methods, seeing Hongjun's methods, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little worried about Yang Mei Ancestor.

Hongjun, who dodged through the raging flames, turned his hand and took out a simple black flag, and a surging and terrifying aura erupted from the black flag, as if he wanted to destroy the surrounding space and turn everything into chaos again.

"Out!" Hongjun snorted, three rainbow lights flew out above his head, turning into three figures and hanging in the other three directions, but the other three were exactly the same as Hongjun but with different breaths, wearing black, white and gray robes respectively. And in their hands, they held the cyan flag, the dust whisk, and the pestle.

Seeing the four Hongjun and feeling the power of the treasures in their hands, Yang Mei Ancestor also changed his complexion slightly.

Hongjun, who had an indifferent face, directly waved the Pangu flag at Yang Mei Ancestor.

The terrifying power of the explosion caused the space to collapse in an instant, and that power of destruction did not allow Yang Mei Ancestor to dodge at all, but swept towards him.

Yang Mei Ancestor, who was glaring, instantly emitted a dazzling emerald green light, and the surrounding space became chaotic.

An invisible fluctuation quietly spread, and on the slightly vibrating golden rainbow bridge, an illusory green figure suddenly appeared, and when the violent energy power below was suppressed and subsided, the slightly trembling Taiji diagram disappeared in an instant.

The space rippled like the surface of the water, and soon, the sand, dust, clouds, and flames all disappeared, only the four figures of Hongjun were still holding treasures and standing alone in the void, and even Yang Mei Ancestor was gone.

"Ah, what about Yang Mei Ancestor?" Shui Momei's eyes widened in surprise: "Was it blasted into slag?"

Li Xiaofeng, who was also stunned, immediately showed joy and secretly praised in his heart that he was worthy of Yang Mei Ancestor! In fact, just now, after seeing the flames, clouds, and sand all disappear abruptly, and then looking at the stunned expression on Hongjun's face, Li Xiaofeng guessed the result of this battle.

However, seeing Hongjun's four figures, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but secretly tremble in his heart: "Ya, this Hongjun is too good, isn't it? So fast, has he already beheaded three corpses? In this way, I'm afraid that it won't be too far away from enlightenment and sanctification!"

"Yang Mei, don't hide anymore!" Hongjun, whose face was as heavy as water, couldn't help but sigh.

"Haha, as you wish!" Lang laughed, and four phantoms appeared behind Hongjun's four figures almost at the same time, causing all four Hongjun's figures to suddenly turn around and attack.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]

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