Chapter 1287: Mirror Moon ancestor

"Booming."
When the appearance of Jingyuezong was seen, when Ye Chenfeng and others joined forces, the Jingyue ban suddenly trembled and cracked open a deep crack.
A large amount of golden light is mapped out in the cracks of the earth, like a sun in the crack.
"The ancestor, the ancestors woke up!"
Looking at the golden light reflected in the distance, the ultimate mirror flower real person and the mirror Ke Han are happy, and the hope of life is seen in the desperate nephew.
"Who is coming to my mirror?"
A thick and overbearing voice rang in the cracks in the ground, and an ancient plaque made of gold flew out of the cracks in the ground and floated in midair.
The next moment, a man wearing golden armor and holding a golden rifle, like a golden of war, pushed the golden urn and walked out in the ancient urn.
"The younger are incompetent, can't defend the mirror, and ask the ancestors to bless me, Jingyue, to seek justice for my mirror."
Golden God of War appeared in the audience, the serious injury of Jinghua real and Jing Kehan ​​seized the opportunity, flew to the side of the Golden God of War, denounced Ye Chenfeng's evil deeds.
"The ancestor, the ancestor of Jingyuezong is alive!"
Gen Kehan’s address to the golden of war shocked everyone. They did not expect that Jing Yuezong had such cards, and their ancestor was alive.
"This, how can this happen!"
The emergence of the golden of war, like a smashing Nangong Zheng, made him stupid.
He thought that Jingyuezong’s general trend had gone, unable to return to heaven, thinking about how to use the method to calm down the enemy of Ye Chenfeng against the Nangong family. In a blink of an eye, the ancestor of Jingyuezong appeared, turning the situation and letting him The whole heart is cold and half cut.
"No, this golden of war has a problem, he is not a living person, he is controlled by the body!"
The frowning of Lei Bian Fan, staring at the sudden emergence of the golden of war, found that he was hidden in the golden light of the double-empty hollow, there is no life fluctuations in the body, and he was aware of the doubt.
"Not a living person?" Lei Zixin browed and thought of a possibility.
"If I didn't guess wrong, the ancestors of Jingyue had already died, but when he sat down, Jingyuezong did not know how to use it, sealed his soul, and let his soul live in the present and become The biggest killer of Jingyuezong.
Lei Zifan nodded and learned the biggest secret of Jingyue.
"Brother, you said who will laugh at the end today!" Lei Zixin looked at the face of the dignified Ye Chenfeng, whispered.
"I didn't expect Jingyue Zong to have such cards. Now it is really hard to tell who is dead!" Lei Zifan shook his head and said: "But the morning wind has a destruction of the power of Nirvana." Beads, I think if they are not, they can leave safely."
"Mirror Moon is not allowed to violate, the aggressor is dead!"
The ancestors of Jingyue issued a ferocious voice, and the light reflected in the golden battle suit made him the only one. The person who reflected it could not open his eyes, and his heart was blind.
"Mirror Moon ancestor? I see it is a lonely ghost!"
The speed of the deduction of the brain to perceive the virtual reality of the ancestor of the Mirror Moon, which leaves Ye Chenfeng to let go of his heart, has the brain, and the most fearless is the soul.
"You are looking for death!"
The ancestors of the Mirror Moon roared, such as the sun falling from the mortal world, mapping the golden light, attacking Ye Chenfeng and others.
"Chaotic beast, dry Minghou, the two of them are handed over to you, this lonely soul, I and Sword Ling to deal with!"
Speaking, wearing a golden robes, the physical defense reached the ultimate Ye Chenfeng, the power of 200 million jin broke out, and the sword spirit affected the ancestor of the Mirror Moon.
"Boom!"
Two loud noises, Ye Chenfeng three people like three meteorites, hit together in the void, bursting out of the earth-shattering explosion, set off a big wave.
The ancestors of Jingyue have only souls, but they are still terrible. Coupled with the hardship of the golden of war, they are endless and hard-pressed. Ye Chenfeng was thrived by the power of the golden of war.
But the next moment, Ye Chenfeng rushed over with the Longji Sword, and the four avenues were like flowing water, madly pouring into the Dragon Sword, increasing the power of the Holy Sword, and continuing to the sword. The Golden God of War launched an attack.
In the face of the attack of Ye Chenfeng and Sword Spirit, the ancestors of Jingyue relied on the invincible defense of the Golden God of War, and did not evade, letting the roads destroy the mountains and attack the body.
"Dead!"
With the attack of Ye Chenfeng and Sword Spirit, the ancestors of Jingyue took a shot from the air, and a force beyond the imagination rushed out, and a palm collapsed into the void, bombarded to Ye Chenfeng. .
The power of this palm is so great that the Nirvana realm can be hit hard, but when the bombardment is on the body of the sword, it does not shake his body.
"Rely, that is the horror of the leaves of the morning wind, it is too horrible to use the body to harden the attack of the ancestor of the home mirror, but how to refine this avatar!"
When everyone was stunned by the swordsmanship, Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps smashed into the air, a sword broke out, the heavens and the earth were shocked, and the invading sword of the sky was torn. The sea of ​​clouds, disturbing the sky, slammed into the body of the golden of war.
Looking into the distance, the sky seems to be completely cracked by this sword. The terrible space cracks stretch for dozens of feet. For a time, the world is discolored, the thunder roars, and the gods are shocking.
The eyes of the ancestors of the Mirror of the Moon looked at the morning wind, raised the right hand of the gold, grabbed it, and directly shattered the swordsmanship that Ye Chenfeng had fallen.
The attack of the leaf morning wind was broken, and the sword spirit held the black dragon holy sword. In the blink of an eye, three swords were continuously pulled out. The attack went to the ancestor of the mirror moon, and wanted to forcibly break the defense of the golden of war and attack the soul of the ancestor of the mirror moon. .
But the defense of the Golden God of War is too horrible, the sword spirit burns energy, and the black dragon holy sword can not break his defense, and he is easily resisted.
"Eight ways to kill!"
The ancestors of the Mirror Moon violently screamed, and they continued to display their killings. The unbeatable fists flew out. Wherever they went, the air exploded and the airflow surged, continuously attacking Ye Chenfeng and Jian Ling.
Sword Spirit relies on the indestructible body to resist the eight-party killing of the ancestors of the Mirror Moon, but Ye Chenfeng can't resist it and is swept away by a killing fist.
"Mirror Moon is not the second largest superpower in the minefield. The foundation is terrible. The strength of this ancestor of the moon is probably beyond the nirvana, and his defense of the golden of war has absolutely reached the holy Level, except for the thunderfield elders, I am afraid no one can compete!"
"Yeah, I thought that Ye Chenfeng won the ticket. Now it seems that Jingyuezong is even more terrible. Today, this farce, I am afraid that Jingyue will laugh at the end."
Looking at the scene of the ancestors of the Mirror Moon, the morning wind and the sword spirit, the crowds of the crowd were talking about it, and when they heard the surrounding arguments, Nangong was clenching his fists and his heart was not calm.
At this time, he regretted his blind choice, and even more resigned. Once the ancestors of Jingyue killed Ye Chenfeng and others, it is very likely to be against him.
"Sword spirit, help the chaos beast to kill the mirror flower, this lonely soul wild ghost handed it to me!" Ye Chenfeng wiped the blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, loudly ordered.
When I heard the command of Ye Chenfeng, the scene was silent. Everyone’s line of sight looked at Ye Chenfeng, and I wondered if he had any means to turn the tide at this time.