Chapter 1597: Unity
The earthy yellow halo around Zhao Tianliu's body flashed, and the figure blurred for a while. There was a sneer at the corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth. Although the Zhao clan's illusion skills were magical, even now, if he didn't use the True Illusion Ice Eyes, it would still take a lot of effort to distinguish them. But the wind giant is not an ordinary person. No matter how miraculous the magic spells performed by Zhao Tianliu are, they are just playing tricks on others.
The strength of a single wind-type golden man is equivalent to that of three true monks working together. How can Zhao Tianliu be able to stop him with his own strength? Zhao Tianfang's expression suddenly changed when he saw the sword energy surging down like the wind. Just as he was about to come to the rescue, the giant thunder giant swung his sword at the right moment, causing bursts of muffled thunder to roll in the air. Zhao Tianfang's brows jumped, and no matter how unwilling he felt, he could only watch the wind-like sword energy slashing into the khaki halo.
With a buzzing sound, the patches of khaki halo collapsed, revealing a huge earth ball in the middle. Inside the earth ball, it was Zhao Tianliu. At this time, he was holding the earth magic mirror with both hands, struggling to Resisting the long knife slashed by the Qingfeng giant. Under the raging sword energy, the earth ball was already covered with cracks, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger. Zhao Tianliu inside the earth ball had been scratched on his body by the tiny sword energy that penetrated through the cracks. In the blink of an eye, there were several more cuts on his body. Drenched with blood.
"I will count three times. If you persist in your stubbornness, the Zhao clan will be expelled from the Zhao clan. Three, two"
Lu Xiaotian counted slowly. Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Zhao Tianfang and others. There were already eighteen golden figures in front of them, very much like the eighteen golden figures rumored to be left behind by Emperor Qinling. At this time, only one of them was used, and the deputy chief Zhao Tianliu was already captured. If no one rescues him, Zhao Tianliu's body and head will be missing in only a moment. Zhao Tianliu's strength in the clan is second only to him. In other words, it would only take a moment for the other party to destroy their group of Nascent Soul cultivators. It was not a lie to destroy the Zhao clan.
“Stop!” Zhao Tianzhang shouted.
"Clan leader!" Others looked sad and angry.
"I hand it over!" Zhao Tianfang stretched out his hand, and a fiery red ancient mirror floated in front of him and flew towards Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and put away the fire magic mirror. With a movement of his mind, the Green Wind Giant put away his long sword and stood quietly in the void. Looking at Zhao Tianliu with eager eyes, if the situation is slightly wrong, he will immediately strike with thunder.
Zhao Tianliu had a look of defeat on his face, looked up to the sky and sighed, and handed over the earth magic mirror.
“There is also something to open the illusion mirror.” Lu Xiaotian further said.
"Wait a moment." Although Lu Xiaotian temporarily stopped, but if he forced the Zhao clan like this, how could Zhao Tianfang look so good. Then he gave a few instructions to a young man.
The young man turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the jungle behind him. After about a cup of tea, he picked up a storage bag.
Lu Xiaotian took the storage bag and looked happy. There were four parts of the black metal-like juice inside. One part could be used twice, which was enough for him to open the remaining five magic mirrors.
"This decisive battle against the ghost clan and the demon clan alliance is an irresistible responsibility of the human race. You, the Zhao clan, have been avoiding this place for generations. It is unrealistic to want to be alone. Another branch of the Zhao clan is advocating for tigers, which is not tolerated by the human race. War. After that, you will be liquidated. If you still want to continue your bloodline, you'd better reorganize your troops immediately and go to fight. Otherwise, if I let you Zhao clan go today, the Zhao clan people will not be able to escape the disaster later." Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng had already put away their ten weapons. The eight-gold man drifted away.
Poof. Zhao Tian was so relieved that a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Clan Chief!" A group of Nascent Soul monks gathered around Zhao Tianfang, whose body was crumbling. "Send the order, rectify the manpower in the clan, and prepare to go out to fight against the ghost clan!" Zhao Tianfang was not seriously injured. It was just that the only two inherited ancient mirrors in the clan were forcibly taken away, and he was so angry that he could do this. kind of accident.
"Clan Leader, have you really decided?" In contrast, Zhao Tianliu's situation was slightly worse. He had just resisted the Qingfeng Giant by himself and consumed a huge amount of mana. At this time Almost exhausted.
"The silver-haired monk just now was right. If the Zhao clan fails to contribute in this battle with the ghost clan, they will definitely be abandoned by the human clan afterwards. The secret realm of Lingxu has been opened for a long time, and the Zhao clan will no longer be able to fight with the ghost clan. Isolated from the world. The other branch has been doing evil for many years, and if we don't do anything, we will also be blamed for this. The Zhao clan has lost its ancient mirror and cannot lose its future survival space." Zhao Tianfang waved his hands weakly. .
In a valley, eighteen golden figures are surrounding each other. Lu Xiaotian is sitting cross-legged under the protection of the eighteen golden figures. Xiang Qingcheng is standing on a hilltop in the distance, looking at the blue sky. Lu Xiaotian was sitting cross-legged.
Lu Xiaotian spread his palm and took out the black metal-like juice that he had forcibly asked for from the Wuyu tribe. He stretched out his hand, and five gray stones transformed by the phantom mirror emerged. They looked ordinary. Strangely, if it were thrown on the ground, for some unknown reason, even Lu Xiaotian would only regard it as an ordinary stone. But who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary stone is actually a stone from the Zhao clan. The inherited ancient mirror.
When he left the ice cave before, Lu Xiaotian had already sacrificed the spirit essence of Old Demon Bi Chan, and now he had nothing else to do except daily practice. Taking advantage of the rare calm before the approaching war, it is the right time to refine the Seven Mirrors of Illusion.
Lu Xiaotian smeared the black metal-like juice on one of the gray stones. The spiritual consciousness penetrates into the gray stone easily through this juice.
Amid a light cheer, a burst of green vitality emanated from the gray stone.
Through this exuberant vitality, Lu Xiaotian seemed to be able to feel a vast jungle, full of green. This vast jungle seems real and illusory. At first glance, it seems lifelike, but when you actually touch it, it turns into a shadow.
Wooden magic mirror!
Lu Xiaotian’s lips twitched slightly as he continued to refine the second phantom mirror.
The golden magic mirror, followed by earth, fire, and the last water mirror were refined, and rays of light suddenly bloomed in Lu Xiaotian's body. A halo of gold, wood, water, fire and earth colors gathers outside, and two strange lights inside are twisted and intertwined, making it difficult for people to see it clearly. From these ancient mirrors, Lu Xiaotian could feel a long-lost cheer.
Xiang Qingcheng, who had been sitting on the top of the mountain for several days, suddenly opened his eyes and felt an unprecedented and powerful aura, centered on Lu Xiaotian, blowing out in all directions.
Between heaven and earth, the storm is turbulent. The five spiritual energies of gold, wood, water, fire and earth gathered crazily towards the five ancient mirrors of different colors surrounding Lu Xiaotian. At this time, a five-color auspicious cloud formed with Lu Xiaotian as the center. Only the moving mirror and the instant mirror remained unmoved in the middle. At this time, with Lu Xiaotian as the center, a whirlpool of spiritual power has been formed, with five different spiritual powers intertwined.
(End of this chapter)