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Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth battle with the purple emblem

The purple spirit on Chen Jiusu's body became stronger and stronger. He raised his right hand and pointed out the magic weapon in the sky. Under the turbulence of the purple air, most of the magic weapon exploded and broke out. Only a small part survived, but fell to the ground dull.

The magic weapon connected to his mind was destroyed, and the disciples who rushed over were also damaged at the same time, their faces were extremely pale, and they dared not take action rashly.

"You..." Ji Qianming looked at Chen Jiusu and was about to say something, but the latter snorted coldly and shook his head.

"Don't talk, concentrate on completing your pixels. Just leave the rest to me. If you drag it out, the Zihui God King will take action." Chen Jiusu said lightly, exuding Hunyuan Daoyi all over his body, and he bumped into the four elders who fought with the three clowns and took action.

Ji Qianming was stunned. How did he know that he was a pixel?

No, how can people in the divine realm know the word pixel?

But Ji Qianming had no time to think about it. He could already feel that a large purple cloud in the sky was approaching quickly, and a man with a gourd hanging around his waist stood on the top of the clouds, his eyebrows full of anger.

With full concentration, Ji Qianming finally completed the last pixel puzzle, waved his hand to disperse the pixel field, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Looking for death!!" The voice of the Zihui God King rumbled like thunder, and the pressure of the God King came immediately.

Ke Dong's figure shook, and he staggered back a few steps, looking at the towering figure at the top of the purple cloud, his eyes full of solemnity.

Chen Jiusu waved his hand to knock back the four elders, landed beside Ji Qianming, and said calmly: "The Purple Hui God King is here, are you going to run or fight? Let's say yes first, don't count on me, I can't beat him..."

"Then you're just talking nonsense, run away!" Ji Qianming took out the space cube, and twenty-seven cubes flowed, and terrifying space fluctuations immediately came.

He had fought with the Zihui God King and knew the terribleness of the other party. Even though he had tried his best, he would not have forced the Zihui God King to do all his strength. If the Phantom Spirit God King had not rescued him in the end, he would have died at the other party's hands.

Ji Qianming held the authority of space, waved his hand to teleport Ke Dong away first, and then prepared to teleport Chen Jiusu away. Unexpectedly, the latter took a step back and broke free from the power of space.

"If you don't leave, I won't leave, otherwise my senior sister will definitely peel off my skin..." Chen Jiusu shrugged and said helplessly.

Buzz —!

A thick purple air hangs down from the air, Ji Qianming only felt that the space around him was stagnant, as if he was trapped in a swamp. It was already many times more difficult to use the power of teleportation.

Ji Qianming's face suddenly looked ugly.

Ji Qianming knew that the Zihui God King was also good at space magic, otherwise he would not have invaded his mirror world last time, but what Ji Qianming did not expect was that the Zihui God King could actually influence the fifth end.

To be precise, it has affected the fifth end of the world now. After all, Ji Qianming is only at the fifth level now. Even if he holds the authority of space, the power he can exert is just the tip of the iceberg. Under the suppression of the absolute realm, Ji Qianming's space ability, which has always been unfavorable, has also been limited.

The strength of the Zihui God King is even stronger than he imagined, and he is worthy of being the strongest person in the contemporary God King realm.

"How is it? Can you still move space?" Chen Jiusu frowned slightly and turned to look at Ji Qianming.

"It's OK, but it will take some time." The fifth in Ji Qianming's palm finally rotated slowly. Even though the purple air was as thick as a mountain, it still could not withstand the silver light of "Space".

Ji Qianming looked up at the figure in Yun Dian, and there was not much panic in his eyes. With his current strength, although he could not defeat the Zihui God King, the other party could not easily kill him.

Chen Jiusu sighed, "Is it necessary to fight against the Zihui God King? You are so troublesome."

Ji Qianming quietly pulled out the camera knife, emitting a light blue light all over his body. "Although I don't know why you followed me, you'd better take a step back a little. The gap between the God King and the God King is too big. I may not be able to protect you after a fight."

Chen Jiusu was stunned, then rolled his eyes, "So arrogant... Don't worry, I don't need you to protect me, just protect yourself."

The two were still arguing, but the Zihui God King had already taken action. He pulled out the gourd stopper on his waist, and the surging purple air surged out, rolling into a purple dragon and flew towards the two of them.

Ji Qianming's eyes shook, and the fifth finally shone brightly. The mirror knife gently waved the purple dragon falling from the sky hundreds of meters across the mirror, and the space was immediately torn apart, cutting the purple dragon from it and breaking it into two pieces.

The Zihui God King felt the terrifying space power of the fifth end, frowned slightly, and made a gesture with one hand. The purple dragon, which was cut into two pieces, grew its head again, and it was divided into two, one left and one right, flew towards the two.

The dawn field under Ji Qianming's feet suddenly opened, and the dazzling golden light condensed on the blade of the mirror knife. The leaping dawn flame emitted a holy and hot breath. His feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his whole body slashed at a purple dragon like a meteor.

Buzz —!

The blade slashed heavily on the purple dragon's forehead. The golden morning light drowned the purple dragon like sea water, and wiped out all the purple air.

On the other side, Chen Jiusu slowly closed his eyes, with white light in one hand and black light in the other hand, and hugging his hands round in front of him, a giant Tai Chi diagram of yin and yang flowing in the air, protecting him.

The moment the purple dragon hit the Tai Chi diagram, it was eaten up by the black and white energy, turning into evaporated mist and surrounding Chen Jiusu.

"The unique skills of the Yin-Yang Holy Land two hundred years ago? Who are you?" The Zihui God King saw the Tai Chi diagram in front of Chen Jiusu, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

The Tai Chi diagram in front of Chen Jiusu slowly dissipated, smiling and silent, without any intention of answering the question of the Zihui God King.

Seeing this, the God King of Zihui shook his head slightly, "No matter who you are, you dare to break into my Ziji Holy Land, just leave your life."

As he said that, he gently tapped the cloud peak with his toes, slowly slept from the sky with his hands on his back, and his purple clothes moved with the wind, with great power.

Ji Qianming's brows became tighter and tighter. Last time he faced the Zihui God King, the other party had always fought with him on the clouds. This time he actually took the initiative to end, which means he was going to take the initiative.

"I'm in trouble... How long will it take to teleport?" Chen Jiusu's face looked a little serious.

Ji Qianming looked at the fifth final in his hand, "At most, there is half a stick of incense."

"Do you want to fight the angry Zihui God King with half a stick of incense..." Chen Jiusu sighed, "How long hasn't you fought so hard?"
Chapter completed!
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