On the sea surface shrouded in demonic aura, a golden light flashed across the sea like a flying shuttle, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The golden light passed by, and He Yiming's figure rushed towards the center of the sea like arrow feathers.
And in the middle of the lifeless sea, there was a subtle spatial fluctuation permeating the area of 10,000 feet, rippling slowly across the space like ripples, which looked extremely weird.
Before the fluctuation, a solid body stood quietly, which was naturally the new king of the divine realm after the fusion of the king's soul - the Fantasy Mirror King. And under the body of the Fantasy Mirror King, a hundred-foot-sized mirror cage was strangely embedded in the space.
superior.
Standing in the air, staring straight ahead, the Phantom King's face was extremely solemn. With each breath, the illusory aura began to slowly increase. Even if he entered the divine realm, he had no fear of the Martial God.
Odds of winning.
Leaning against the gloomy sea surface, staring straight ahead, He Yiming's face gradually darkened, and an ominous premonition slowly rose from his heart, gradually lingering in his heart. This time, the demon clan seems to have a big plan.
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Golden light flashed, and finally, after some tea time, He Yiming's figure gradually approached the center of the sea.
Suddenly, He Yiming turned his eyes and turned towards the Phantom Mirror King standing in front of him.
He Yiming's body slowly stopped, and his gaze finally settled on the space behind the Phantom Mirror King.
"Finally found it."
With a flash of his body, He Yiming shot directly at the wave, completely ignoring the Phantom Mirror King.
The Phantom King's expression suddenly sank, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out like a volcano, and with a movement of his body, he appeared ten feet in front of He Yiming.
He Yiming raised his eyebrows, and his body flying at high speed suddenly stopped.
"Martial God, it is forbidden to enter this place!" King Huanjing looked directly at He Yiming with a deep expression and said calmly.
Hearing this, He Yiming just curled up the corner of his mouth, and a different flavor emerged on his handsome face. Then, a layer of golden spiritual energy ripples suddenly rubbed out from his feet, golden light flashed, and the next moment
The strong body has arrived behind the Phantom Mirror King.
The expression of the Phantom Mirror King suddenly changed, the God of War's speed was astonishingly fast!
A powerful aura suddenly overflowed from He Yiming's body, and then golden light emerged. The bright golden light continued to converge on his right fist, and the huge fist was instantly set off with an incomparable sanctity. It also rippled with a force that could move mountains.
Fierce momentum.
"Martial God Fist, Golden Broken" a plain voice came out from He Yiming's mouth, and then the right fist wrapped in golden light was violently blasted out in the horrified eyes of the Phantom Mirror King.
"Boom!" A strong roar suddenly came out, and a circle of golden energy ripples spread rapidly from the back of the Phantom Mirror King, blooming in the sky like fireworks.
Powerful energy suddenly emitted from He Yiming's fist, pouring into the body of Phantom Mirror King like a tsunami, ferociously destroying his demonic body. The solid body suddenly moved as fast as a cannonball
It shot towards the sky. Severe pain suddenly surged out from the back, and the handsome face became slightly distorted.
"Pfft"
During the extremely fast flight, the Phantom Mirror King spit out a large mouthful of blood. Severe tearing pain spread from his back and chest, and a chill continued to spread from his chest. The Phantom Mirror King lowered his head in vain.
Then he couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. A blood hole the size of a bucket appeared in his chest, and bright red blood continued to flow out, which was shocking.
In haste, He Yiming's punch only gathered three levels of power, and these three levels of power were able to penetrate the chest of the Phantom Mirror King in the early stage of the divine realm. This is also evident from his strength. If he punched with all his strength,
It is estimated to be enough to blast the Phantom Mirror King into ashes.
Turning toward the Phantom Mirror King who was still flying at high speed in the sky, He Yiming curled his lips, then stretched out his right hand into a palm, and a strange force suddenly surged out.
In the distant sky, the body of Phantom Mirror King is still flying at a very fast speed. The severe pain has made his face slightly distorted, and the original rich vitality has begun to disappear rapidly.
However, the bad luck was not over yet, and disaster struck again. A strange and tyrannical wave suddenly appeared in the large space above the body of the Phantom Mirror King, revealing a hint of powerful pressure.
The expression of the Phantom Mirror King changed again.
"Click"
A crisp cracking sound suddenly came out, and a large space above the body of the Phantom Mirror King suddenly collapsed. Then a palm the size of a hundred feet suddenly poked out from the void, and the golden light was filled with a tyrannical wave. In a flash,
Then he slapped the Phantom Mirror King hard.
The Phantom Mirror King wanted to defend but was unable to use it. His weak body could no longer move at all, and he could only let the huge golden palm slowly enlarge in the dark eyes.
"Boom!" The huge golden palm slammed down like a boulder, and then hit the calm sea hard. The golden light shone, and vast energy continued to spill out, and the sea covered with stagnant water was instantly shocked.
Thousand-foot waves. The dead silence of the Demonic Burial Sea was broken again in an instant.
After a while, the energy was gradually exhausted, and the waves on the sea gradually dispersed. The eternal silence of the Demon Burial Sea also returned again, and the body of the Phantom Mirror King had disappeared.
Seeing this, He Yiming slowly turned around and stared at the faint fluctuation in front of his eyes. A look of solemnity gradually climbed onto his face.
After a moment, He Yiming stretched out his right index finger slightly, and the powerful spiritual energy continued to flow out of his body. It gathered at the fingertips, and a bright golden light suddenly appeared on the fingertips.
The golden light gathered and then shot out suddenly. The golden light as thick as a finger suddenly shot out from He Yiming's fingertips, and in the blink of an eye it hit the double barrier cast by the Fantasy King and the Mirror King.
The faint fluctuations gradually solidified, and a ripple suddenly emerged from the space, turning into a solid barrier to protect the barrier.
Powerful energy suddenly gushes out from the pointing light, golden light overflows, and a layer of dazzling golden ripples spreads over the barrier. And the solid double barrier also begins to break apart bit by bit.
"Click"
A crisp cracking sound suddenly came out, and in the center of the golden light, a hole the size of an index finger suddenly formed, with slender cracks crisscrossing around it and spreading rapidly.
Slender cracks spread like rhizomes on the huge barrier, criss-crossing, and the solid barrier was instantly destroyed and covered with desolation. Finally, when all the energy in the finger light was released, the tens of thousands of feet
The huge barrier finally completely shattered with a crisp cracking sound.
The barrier shattered, and glass-like fragments filled the space, and then turned into little spiritual particles, completely disappearing.
And as the barrier that blocked the sight completely collapsed, the scene inside was finally completely exposed.
On the nearly ten thousand feet of huge sea, a huge whirlpool of several thousand feet was formed on the sea surface. The endless stagnant water was continuously rolled up. As the barrier dissipated, it was continuously discharged to the surroundings, and the stormy waves were constantly stirred up.
In the center of the huge whirlpool, endless flames filled the air, and the stable space was slightly distorted by the burning. Within the flames, countless giant flame dragons a hundred feet wide surged out from around the vortex and gathered at the center of the vortex.
The length of the dragon is difficult to tell with the naked eye. Only the tip of the iceberg is exposed, and its specific length cannot be seen at all. Not only that, the huge flame dragon is wrapped around a hundred-foot-wide cyan dragon. The two dragons are intertwined, and the flames are
wisps of blue light rose up in the sky. The scene was so spectacular that it made people feel ashamed and sigh their own insignificance. In that endless flame, it seemed that everything would be burned to death, and it was so powerful that it was outrageous.
He Yiming's face instantly solidified. Feeling the powerful fluctuations that made the world tremble, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. He had also heard the legend of the battle between the two emperors, and the scene in front of him completely confirmed this legend.