National Destiny: I build a plant army to resist all races

Li Qinghe, who lost in the first game, was sitting in a pumpkin cover, feeling depressed. Chuzhou patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"It doesn't matter, as I said before, this place can make the goats exert their strength several times. The goat's level is higher than yours, and its strength is stronger."

"Although you failed, you forced Yang Bobo to use all his strength and even fainted. This result is already very good!"

Li Qinghe nodded and looked at the sky, where Lingyun and Yang Meimei were fighting.

The battle between Ling Yun and Yang Meimei was not as fierce as Li Qinghe and Yang Feifei.

Yang Meimei shook the small cosmetic mirror in her hand, shooting out rays of light one after another, attacking Ling Yun.

At Ling Yun's feet, a huge Yin-Yang Bagua Formation appeared, covering an entire range of several kilometers.

He can easily avoid every attack of Yang Meimei.

It can even activate the Eight Gates of Transporting Technique, divert the attack from Yang Meimei, and turn around to attack Yang Meimei herself.

After the two sides had been in contact for a while, Yang Meimei couldn't even hit a piece of Ling Yun's clothes.

But she didn't seem to be in a hurry, she waved it easily and smiled coquettishly.

"Little brother, is your strength just like this? If you don't show some real skills, I will win!"

Ling Yun was not in a hurry either, the smile on his face was calm, and Yang Meimei's attack flashed across his wave.

A slightly lazy voice came: "I can't help it, then I'll be more serious!"

"Dazzling Hundred Blossoms!" In an instant, eight Ling Yuns appeared in the Yin-Yang Eight Diagrams Formation, and they were respectively located in the eyes of the Eight Diagrams Formation.

Then there was another cry of "Palace Shifting and Transporting Technique!" Eight Lingyun surrounded Yang Meimei from all directions, and launched an attack on her at the same time.

But Yang Meimei, who was surrounded, didn't panic at all, instead she let out a coquettish smile!
"Oh, I'm surrounded! Illusory mirror, open!"

I saw that the mirror in her hand suddenly burst into a blue light that covered the sky and covered the whole audience instantly.

Yang Meimei and Ling Yun disappeared at the same time, leaving only a mirror hanging in the air, spinning slowly.

Seeing the changes in the field, Li Qinghe looked serious, and asked with a frown: "He's trapped, can he do it?"

Chuzhou smiled and said: "It's okay, playing formations with Ling Yun, this Yang Meimei is still a little tender!"

Inside the phantom mirror, just as Ling Yun was about to hit Yang Meimei, he felt the space in front of him twist and change.

When it returns to normal, it has already entered a fantasy world.In this world, the sky is trampled under the feet, and above the head, there are countless falling mountains.

The sky and the earth seem to be reversed.Ling Yun's shadow was still reflected in the sky below his feet.

At this moment, there was a faint smile.

"Hehehe, my little brother is trapped by me, hehehe!" The voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and people couldn't help but want to hear what she was saying, as if the magic sound filled the ear.

Ling Yun sat cross-legged on the spot, restraining his mind and shielding his hearing.

But even so, the devilish laughter continued to flow into his mind.

There was no other way, Ling Yun made a decisive decision and blocked all senses except eyes.

At this moment, everything in the space became clearly visible, and Ling Yun also discovered the unusualness in this secret realm.

It seems that in the sky under the feet, the mountains above the head, and even in the air, there are countless inexplicable spiritual powers flowing slowly.

Obviously, all this is false!However, he hadn't made a move yet, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of Yang Meimei floated in the air, surrounding Ling Yun.

Looking down, even Ling Yun's own shadow has turned into Yang Meimei.

These Yang Meimei smiled gently, but they were extremely cold. They shot at the same time, and hundreds of attacks hit Ling Yun.

Even Yang Meimei, who was under Ling Yun's feet, aimed at Ling Yun's head and attacked.

Ling Yun yelled: "Pupil of Delusion!" A golden light flashed across his eyes.

Two scorching rays of light shot out from his two eyes, shattering the space in front of him in an instant.

The sky under his feet, the mountains above his head, and the air in front of him were all shattered like a mirror, revealing his true colors.

Here is a piece of bare land, exuding a rotten and evil atmosphere, the sky is gloomy and the clouds are hanging low, and a few old trees are twisted and twisted, which is chilling to look at.

There was also a crow that stopped on the top of a tree, and when it saw Ling Yun, it yelled "Yah!" twice.

Ling Yun's eyes radiated light again, and the crow was instantly blown to ashes, turning into a puff of black smoke and disappearing.

But Yang Meimei still did not show up.Ling Yun calmed down, stepped lightly on his feet, and a Yin-Yang, Five Elements and Eight Diagrams formation appeared.

"Reverse the universe!" As soon as Ling Yun finished speaking, the gossip array began to rotate rapidly.

The surrounding space was pulled into the gossip formation, no matter the earth, sky, clouds, or old trees, as if being crushed by a millstone, they all dissipated like green smoke in front of the gossip formation.

The scene in front of him changed again, and the surroundings were pure white, boundless, and there was nothing.

Ling Yun also lost contact with the Bagua formation under his feet.

At this time, Yang Meimei was standing in the distance, staring at him gloomily.

"All the secret realms I have cultivated with great difficulty have been destroyed by you, you, you deserve to die!"

After speaking, Yang Meimei suddenly reached out, took off the pink bow from her head, and threw it at Ling Yun.

The butterflies exploded and turned into colorful butterflies flying all over the sky, like smoke and mist, they swept towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stretched his arms: "Take the bird's tail!"

Then the palm was gently pushed out, every move was in slow motion, and what was being played was the simple version of Chen-style Tai Chi.

Although it is a Tai Chi exercise for strengthening the body, but when it is performed in Lingyun, it exerts infinite power.

Every time he made a move, he set off bursts of hurricanes, which made it difficult for the butterflies to get close, and even kept colliding with each other.

Every time it collides, it keeps exploding.

After a set of Tai Chi, the butterflies have all disappeared.

And Ling Yun, who had just finished closing his momentum, let out a deep breath, his figure cheered, and suddenly disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already behind Yang Meimei, and one hand grabbed Yang Meimei's neck.

"Okay, beauty, the game is over, it's time to admit it!"

Yang Meimei was taken aback: "How did you get here?"

Ling Yun smiled: "Tai Chi is not for nothing. During the process of practicing Tai Chi, I have re-established contact with the Eight Diagrams Formation."

After hearing this, Yang Meimei smiled coquettishly: "You are strong, but not enough, little brother!"

After finishing speaking, she was shattered in Ling Yun's hands, turning into a bunch of flying butterflies, and then exploded with a bang.

In the distance, Yang Meimei looked at the explosion in the field, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Play with me, you almost! Blow you to death!"

"Hey! It's a pity that this power is still not enough to blow me up!" Ling Yun was unharmed, standing beside Yang Meimei, watching the explosion in the field, and said with emotion.

Yang Meimei turned pale with shock: "You"

Ling Yun struck out like lightning, and the strength of Tai Chi was like a rope, binding Yang Meimei tightly, and she could no longer use a single bit of spiritual power.

Afterwards, the space was shattered, and Ling Yun appeared in the field holding Yang Meimei in one hand.

He reached out to fish, picked up the mirror floating in the air, and waved it at the crowd on the wall of Yangcun.

"It's over! I'll take this away first, and I'll return it to you when the next battle is over and you fulfill your promise!"

As he said that, the gossip formation under his feet was opened again, and Yang Meimei fell down with his hands loose, but appeared directly near the wall of Yangcun.

Yang Duoxi stretched out his hand to grab it, and a gentle spiritual force lifted Yang Meimei and placed it on the fence.

"Okay! In the second game, you guys won! Next game, I'll fight!"