Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1882 Invasion of the Night
Immortal Emperor Ziyun was maintaining the rotation of the ball in front of him.

He was very attentive, because he felt Tian Ermiao's breath on the ball.

In other words, Tian Ermiao walked into the foothold maintained by Immortal Emperor Ziyun.

"Masters and apprentices are destined, this is true."

Immortal Emperor Ziyun smiled, "Lao Qi, I hope you won't let me down."

"You are doomed to be disappointed!"

A roar passed over.

Immortal Emperor Ziyun's expression froze, and he suddenly looked in one direction.

Immortal Emperor Qinglian stepped forward, every time he took a step, the soles of his feet looked like lotus flowers, which looked extremely strange.

Vitality is spreading everywhere, and the surrounding vegetation is growing crazily.

"Qinglian!"

Immortal Emperor Ziyun's eyes were like torches, and he said coldly: "You came to my place... you broke the rules."

"Is there any problem with your seventh apprentice breaking the rules first, and me breaking the rules later?"

Immortal Emperor Qinglian came not far from Immortal Emperor Ziyun.

"What are you going to do?" Immortal Emperor Ziyun asked expressionlessly.

"Diqing is dead, and died at the hands of your seventh apprentice. The purpose of my coming is obvious, to let your seventh apprentice die as well."

Immortal Emperor Qinglian said: "Of course, if I don't do anything, he can't get out of the Holy Spirit Society, but what I don't want to see is that he disappear, but that he dies for Diqing."

"With me here, you can't help Lao Qi." Immortal Emperor Ziyun said.

"it."

Immortal Emperor Qinglian pointed to the ball in front of Immortal Emperor Ziyun.

Immediately, Immortal Emperor Ziyun's pupils shrank suddenly.

"you dare!"

Immortal Emperor Ziyun shouted.

"Why don't you dare?"

Immortal Emperor Qinglian stretched out her arms, and leaves seemed to appear in the air, and those leaves were like small indestructible daggers.

"Humph!"

Immortal Emperor Ziyun snorted coldly, and waved his sleeve.

Whoa!
The leaves were all scattered and broken.

"Sure enough, you've been making progress, but am I standing still?"

Immortal Emperor Qinglian took a sharp step forward, and the ground began to swell.

rub rub!
A tree root drilled out of the ground.

"Do you think it can be destroyed in this way?"

Immortal Emperor Ziyun taunted him.

"Ziyun, you are too naive."

Before the words fell, those tree roots formed a cage, trapping Immortal Emperor Ziyun in it.

"I know I can't trap you for too long, but this time is enough for me to destroy it." Immortal Emperor Qinglian strode away.

"you dare!"

Immortal Emperor Ziyun's hair was flying.

"Why don't you dare?"

Immortal Emperor Qinglian placed her hand on the ball, and said: "The foothold is not there, the night can tear your seventh son into pieces, including the soul."

"So, Ziyun, you are going to lose another apprentice."

……

clack clack...

The footholds are colorful, but at this moment, these colors are cracked into gaps.

Seeing it shattered and collapsed.

Tian Ermiao's expression was serious.

He has already seen the horror of the night.

I also saw the scene of the night devouring the Holy Spirit.

Tian Ermiao's body is a holy body, but he still doesn't have much confidence in being able to resist the tearing of the night.

However, the foothold is about to disappear.

Why did it disappear?Why did it suddenly happen?
Tian Ermiao didn't bother to think about these questions, he formed seals with both hands, and shot out streaks of purple light from his hands.

The purple brilliance fell to the ground and disappeared instantly.

The surrounding colors are rapidly dissipating, Tian Ermiao's surroundings have been invaded by the night, and tearing cracks appear everywhere.

The situation at this time is extremely dangerous.

However, Tian Ermiao's face was terrifyingly calm.

The purple light emitted by his hands is increasing, and they are all disappearing on the ground.

Whoa!

The last bit of color is gone, indicating that the foothold has disappeared.

The thick night seems to be rushing towards the face.

Suddenly, the purple light burst out from the ground, forming a big ball, and Tian Ermiao was standing in it.

"You can only use the trap to protect yourself."

Tian Ermiao frowned, he looked at the night.

The night is terrifying, as if it is madly attacking Purple.

"It's a good thing that two Zixians have been fused together, otherwise, I won't be able to hold on for a while."

Tian Ermiao took a deep breath, "I should be able to hold on until dawn."

Next, he sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, controlled the operation of the trap, and resisted the invasion of the night.

Still calm, the time came to midnight.

The night was getting darker, and the force of the attack continued to increase.

Tian Ermiao consumed a lot.

But, fortunately, I can hold on.

"Dawn is not the problem, the problem is..."

Tian Ermiao said to herself: "After dawn, I'm afraid I can't even imagine the consumption. If that hand or eye appears..."

Speaking of this, Tian Ermiao frowned.

He saw the scene before Cha Yu and Gong Zihong were taken away by big hands, and both of them were under serious injuries.

And if he is seriously exhausted, isn't it the same?
This is the crux of the matter.

However, Tian Ermiao had to consume, otherwise, Hei Ye would tear him apart.

"damn it!"

Tian Ermiao cursed.

call……

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Tian Ermiao looked up, the wind was blowing in the night, as if it had blown the torn space.

There is a space that is slowly opening up.

Tian Ermiao stared at that place closely.

Suddenly, a pair of blood-colored pupils appeared.

Tian Ermiao opened her eyes suddenly.

The color was different, but Tian Ermiao was extremely sure that this pair of eyes was fixed on his senior sister and second senior brother.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Tian Ermiao let out a drink.

Those pupils looked playful.

"You can't escape your fate."

The voice appeared, with a taste of vicissitudes, "It is your fate, and it is also the fate of Ziyun Taoist Palace."

"There are already two, and you are the third. If the Ziyun Dao Palace is still there, there will be a fourth and a fifth... more."

"Don't have any complaints, just accept it with peace of mind."

"Are you a wanderer?" Tian Ermiao asked.

"No hurry, no hurry, at dawn, you will know who I am, and you will also know what happened to the other two."

"It seems..." Tian Ermiao's mouth curled up, "You can't walk around in the dark, hahaha."

"It's nothing funny, even your master wouldn't dare to step into the dark night at will."

The vicissitudes of life sounded again, "Ziyun wants to break free from the shackles of fate, he is working hard, he thinks he has succeeded, hahaha, it's ridiculous, it's just a temporary transfer, transferred to your brothers, and finally , it will still fall on him, and if he can’t get rid of it, it’s all a waste of effort.”

Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes deeply, "Who determined the fate?"

"The Honor of the Nine Emperors of the Immortal World is just a nice name, who will be convinced? Do you know how the situation you are facing today is caused? Let me tell you, internal fighting, um, They have already fought, and it is best to die two."

(End of this chapter)