While Zhang Pijiang was talking to Yan Nu, the battle did not stop.

The immortals surrounded and fought against the Yan slaves, and wonderful spells appeared frequently, shaking the sky and the earth, the mountains and the rivers, making strange and strange things appear, and the time and space were distorted.

Zhang Pijiang wears precious iron armor and is invincible.

Invulnerable to all weapons and weapons.

As he thought, the black iron stretched, either into a silk thread that was hundreds of miles long, or into an ultra-thin blade that covered the sky and the sun.

Thousands of changes and billions of branches!

They kept trying to restrain Yannu and seal him off again.

However, Yan Nu respected Shenzhen Iron in his heart and did not want to be trapped in it again.

When he was trapped before, all the attack methods he adapted to failed to break through the thing.

In the end, Zhang Pijiang was forced to take back his spiritual consciousness by relying on the effect of forced withering within the scope of the Wall of Withering. He took the opportunity to seize power with his spiritual power and opened the Divine Iron.

On the other hand, since the other party knows that he has the Withering Wall, he still wants to lock him in the Divine Iron, which means that he has a way to deal with it.

"Great Emperor! How can we defeat these insects?"

The Yan slaves fought with the immortals there, and on the other side, the Zerg and the Divine Legion separated their identities.

Needless to say, the gods were okay at first, but as time went on, they stopped working.

True spirits one after another escaped into the Yannu artistic conception, and the legions of undead and the legions of gods were all dying crazily.

The insect fairy looked back at the Yan slave indifferently, and led the swarm of insects that had been reborn and gained the power of a hundred gods to attack the Yan slave.

In the distance, many Tianzhu practitioners looked at this scene with trembling eyes.

The battlefield was too terrifying. The ground was covered with insects, flying black iron, and the mighty Eastern immortals.

They besieged Yannu from all directions, and the latter was trapped in a tight siege.

The same scene, the Xingtian army trapped in the bronze mirror, was also sighted with tears in his eyes.

If this continues, Yan Nu will really be sealed again.

Miao Han frowned and said: "Yan Slave can no longer be imprisoned in the sacred iron... Yan Slave took out the Wall of Withering just now, and we should also be in the range, but there is no..."

"Our thinking has not been affected in any way... There is only one possibility."

Shen Leling blurted out: "This damn border even blocks the effect of the Wall of Withering?"

Miaohan shook his head: "It can't be said to be a barrier. The inside and outside of this boundary are regarded as different worlds."

"As Zhang Pijiang said, it is the edge of the world. So we seem to be here, but actually we are not..."

"Similarly...if Yan Nu is imprisoned in the Divine Iron again, Zhang Pijiang just needs to use a bronze mirror to cover the iron ball in time... Yan Nu will no longer be able to reproduce the previous method of getting out of trouble..."

Everyone's expressions were solemn, the sacred iron combined with the bronze mirror, coupled with the legendary Guixu, this seal is really amazing.

By the way, Zhang Pijiang has one more useless move, the shadow of a tree branch growing behind Yan Nu.

This is what Zhang Pijiang has already buried, and it will definitely have miraculous results.

"Damn it, we were all caught, and Yan Nu was trapped in a tight siege, unable to defeat the four with his fists..." Shen Leling was anxious and uncomfortable.

I thought that the biggest thing Xing Tian's army was afraid of was the large number of people, but I didn't expect that a strange object defeated them to death.

"Huh? Look over there!"

Luo Yan pointed in one direction and saw a dark cloud in the distance, as if night had fallen.

No, it's broad daylight now...

When he looked again, the evil aura soared into the sky and turned out to be countless swarms of insects.

"It's another Zerg..."

Everyone frowned. At this time, another Zerg tribe came. Is this an extra step from Heaven?

Unexpectedly, Miaohan smiled: "It's the insect swarm of Yan Slave."

"They have the sun fire of the Yannu."

Fatima is here. She follows Yan Slave's instructions, builds a nest, and explodes troops like crazy.

I also receive sharing from Yan Nu from time to time, and various abilities emerge in endlessly.

Especially before, Leng Buding suddenly awakened a large number of abilities, causing the strength of Fatima's insect swarm to soar sharply.

"How dare you insult the Lord and no one!" Fatima screamed, her body shining with golden light, like an insect girl made of solar energy.

Countless insects surged forward without fear of death and collided with the bloody sea of ​​insects.

The immortals were shocked because in an instant, they were surrounded by countless insects!

The insect swarm has been wiped out many times by the insect fairy. Although it can reproduce again, the number is not as high as that of Fatima, who has been waiting for work for so long.

The front foot was bullied by the large number of people and the small number of people. Looking back at this moment, they became the party with the small number of people.

"Lord!" Fatima rushed to Yan Nu's side.

"Send him to me..." Yan Nu pointed his spear at the insect fairy.

"yes!"

Fatima said nothing and directly suppressed them with numbers.

The two Zerg races have about the same combat power, and are basically immune to each other, but the power itself can still work.

Immediately, the insect fairy was tightly surrounded, bitten by thousands of insects, and dragged arbitrarily towards Yan Slave. The surrounding time and space were distorted, and he was unable to teleport.

"Let me go!" Of course Chongxian knew the consequences of falling into the hands of Yan Slave.

But there were too many bugs in Fatima. As the bug king, he was suppressed and dragged by countless bugs at this moment.

Yan Nu pinched the insect fairy's neck and unleashed a brutal influx of plasma.

The insect fairy tried its best to resist, but it was only a matter of time before it was conquered.

"Where did you come from? Go back to where you are!" Yan Nu stared at the insect fairy coldly, his artistic conception also bombarding him crazily.

He was just messing around, just trying to see if he could get his charming personality back into his heart.

Zhang Pijiang curled his lips: "It's so cute...Xing Tian."

"The current situation...well, luckily we have a few tricks up our sleeves."

As he waved his hand, there was a flash of black, activating the magical power of grafting flowers and trees.

Yan Nu was about to conquer the Insect Immortal when suddenly his whole body was shaken and his body felt empty.

Gone, all his energy is gone.

"What?" Yan Nu was shocked and ate quickly, but he didn't recover!

This means that it is not gone or used up, but is still in his body.

The sixth sense guided Yan Nu and he instantly glanced at the big tree behind Zhang Pijiang.

All he saw was a branch containing all his energy.

Zhang Bijiang said calmly: "Sorry, it's just grafting flowers onto trees! When I gave Qian Mu the magic, I planted a branch behind your back. All your energy will be sucked into it. It still belongs to you, but you can't get it back.

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"Just as flowers are trees, trees are not flowers."

Saying that, Shenzhen Iron swept away countless insect swarms and wrapped them towards Yan Slave.

"Lord!" Fatima unleashed all her power, but was unable to penetrate the dark wall.

Yan Nu relied on his muscle strength to dodge and move around, dodging the encircling net.

But Zhang Pijiang's control was extremely sophisticated, and the whole world was covered by black networks.

Yan Nu secretly said: "Tsk, let's try to see if we can coexist..."

"Pfft!"

Yan Nu stopped dodging and ran into Shenzhen Iron head on. He was pierced by the extended blade and then cut in half.

"There is no symbiosis... Yes, this black iron can continue to stretch, getting thinner and thinner, but it will never break."

"What I just chopped off was only an innumerable part of it. It must be put into my body in order to be symbiotic."

"Try resistance again."

Yan Nu thought, instead of retreating, he advanced, carrying a thousand swords and cutting into pieces, and rushed straight to Zhang Bijiang.

"Clang, clang, clang!" She was immune to the cutting and piercing of the sacred iron.

The Flame Slave Vajra is indestructible and swings out many black threads.

"That's it?"

Zhang Bijiang said calmly: "The cutting of sacred iron is not absolute."

"It is nothing more than relying on the invincible hardness and infinitely stretched microscopic thickness to create the ultimate sharpness, but in the final analysis, this is just natural cutting."
To be continued...