The reason why the Bagua Mirror can occupy a place among the numerous magical instruments in the Hongmeng Gymnasium is that most of the credit is included in the Bagua Diagram.

At this time, facing the magic weapon that was completely revived, Jiang Ruliu, as powerful as the Demon Lord, did not dare to show off his strength and take the initiative to take action. Instead, he used his figure to avoid the pursuit of the talisman seal.

Seeing this, Hu Xiantian couldn't help but sneer: "Aren't you arrogant just now? Why have you become like a stray dog ​​now, and you don't even have the courage to fight me head-on?"

How could the dignified Demon Lord be sucked in person in person? Even though the Bagua Diagram has powerful magic power, he is not ready to continue to dodge now. Instead, he immediately stopped his pace and looked up at the arrogant opponent in the distance.

"Hu Xiantian, you have successfully angered the deity!"

His eyes at Hu Xiantian were filled with cold murderous aura, and a blood-red light was filled with all over his body.

At the same time, Mengyao, who was standing outside the battlefield, was suddenly stunned.

"Blood Sea Demonic Art!"

Upon hearing this, Baoer, who was standing beside him, looked puzzled: "What is that?"

Mengyao did not take the lead in answering her question, but instead focused on the changes in Jiang Ruliu's body in the distance, and then continued to talk.

"This is a broken treasure book left by the ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion in the Heavenly Demon God Pond. The techniques recorded on it are even more powerful and sharp than the Heavenly Demon Great Technique!"

Baoer was shocked: "What?"

She has been inseparable from Mengyao recently. Driven by curiosity, she also asked Mengyao about some things about the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. She learned that the Heavenly Demon Dafa is the magical art of the Demon Pavilion, and the Heavenly Demon clone technique is even more amazing.

However, this kind of magical skill is not the strongest skill in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion!

Just when Baoer was shocked, Meng Yao, who was beside her, said to herself.

"My father is indeed a genius. Even the incomplete Blood Sea Demonic Art cannot be difficult for him. Judging from the blood qi evaporated from his body at this time, I am afraid that he has practiced the magic skill to a very advanced level!"

Jiang Ruliu's cultivation talent was almost not weaker than Nangong Wudi back then. If it weren't for practicing the Heavenly Demon's Great Technique, the heart was blinded by the Heavenly Demon and wasted for nearly three hundred years, maybe the title of Nangong Wudi, the first person, would not have been so easy to obtain.

This shows how amazing his strength is!

In front of such a talented person, even a broken martial art cannot stop him from practicing, and ultimately he will achieve his magic skills.

On the other hand, Hu Xiantian also noticed Jiang Ruliu's abnormality at this time, and widened his eyes with confusion: "This is not a magic trick of the devil!"

Jiang Ruliu's mouth slightly raised: "Haha, are you starting to be scared?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiantian's eyes sank and retorted coldly: "Hmph, I have the Bagua Mirror in my hand, and cooperate with the Bagua God Picture. Even if you have three heads and six arms, you will only turn into ashes in front of me!"

"So what about the Eight Trigrams God Picture? Under my surging demonic energy, even the scorching sun and bright moon will become dull!"

As he spoke proudly, the Demon Lord's top began to crack, revealing his strong upper body. Then endless red gas rushed out of his pores, and in an instant it wrapped the body in a red light.

For some reason, Hu Xiantian suddenly felt a terrified feeling, as if he felt firmly locked by an extremely powerful aura.

He grabbed the Bagua Mirror's hand and began to tremble slightly. The speed of the Bagua God Picture floating in the air began to slow down a lot.

Suddenly, an extremely sharp gaze shot out from the red light in the distance, staring at Hu Xiantian tightly.

The eyes were so cold and horrified, as if two sharp swords were penetrated directly into the latter's heart.

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Hu Xiantian said with a slutty sentence: "Demon Lord, don't pretend to be a god or a ghost with me. Do you think that if you shrink back, you can avoid my killing attack?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ruliu's sneer suddenly came from the red light.

"Haha, conceal?"

The next moment, a red light flashed in the battlefield, instantly lit up everyone's eyes.

Immediately, a strong smell of blood quickly swept around, illuminating the fog that had originally filled the battlefield as red as blood.

The Demon Lord was standing in the bloody sky, and his whole body seemed to have just come out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood, almost covered with blood.

In the red light, Jiang Ruliu raised a pair of blood-red eyes, stared at the opponent motionlessly, and then spoke lightly: "Hu Xiantian, in front of my magic skills, I hope your mouth is as hard as before!"

As he said that, he stomped his feet at the ground.

"Bang!"

The hard rocky ground could not bear the power that burst out at this moment, cracking and bursting into a deep pit!

As the gravel splashed, Jiang Ruliu turned into a dazzling red light, carrying a vast blood energy to rush towards the Bagua God Picture.

There are golden lights everywhere around the Bagua God Map, but in the face of such a massive amount of blood and energy, it seems so dim.

When he rushed to a place a few meters away from the Bagua God Picture, Jiang Ruliu smiled slightly: "I have said before that even if the Taoist Lord comes in person, he will not be able to trap me at this moment. Go to the Bagua Mirror, and I can destroy it when I raise my hand!"

After saying that, I saw that the red light in the battlefield was so strong that the originally solid Bagua diagram was dim and dull, as if I couldn't compete with it.

Seeing this, Hu Xiantian was shocked: "No, how is this possible!"

"Impossible?" Jiang Ruliu sneered: "Haha, there is nothing impossible in this world. The root cause is because you are too weak!"

He opened his mind and frantically controlled the dantian, and excreted strands of blood and energy from his body.

Under the erosion of blood and energy that covers the sky and the sun, the Bagua Chart is simply unable to compete and slowly dissipates in a visible state of naked eyes.

Not long after, the light golden gossip chart was finally exhausted and completely dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

"puff……"

Hu Xiantian opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body seemed a little depressed.

At the same time, the ancient Bagua bronze mirror also produced cracks, which eventually completely collapsed and turned into a pile of debris.

In a valley hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, the master suddenly frowned.

Seeing this, the disciple hurriedly asked: "Master, what's wrong?"

The Taoist master shook his head helplessly: "The Bagua Mirror has been destroyed!"

"What!"

The disciple was shocked. The Bagua Mirror is one of the supreme magic weapons in the Hongmeng Taoist Hall. Unexpectedly, someone could destroy such treasures!

After feeling distressed for a moment, the Taoist master suddenly smiled and said, "Haha, I can't bear to let my child go to trap the wolf. As long as I can get what I want to enter the depths of Kunlun Ruins, what are these losses?"

The disciple frowned and asked, "Master, who dared to damage the treasures of our sect?"

Hearing this, the Taoist Lord thought for a moment, and then poked out two fingers.

"It's nothing more than two people, King Qingqiu, Jiang Ruliu!"

The disciples were even more suspicious when they heard the two people he mentioned.
Chapter completed!