Why does Mo Yin insist on fighting against the commander?

Because he is sure of victory.

As long as Jiang Zhengyi is not an immortal, and as long as Jiang Zhengyi is still below the level of an immortal, he will definitely not be his opponent.

Because, his cultivation is not suppressed by the way of heaven and can be fully displayed.

Moreover, he has a Heavenly Seal!

Of course, the certainty of victory is not the main reason why he insists on fighting against the commander-in-chief.

The main reason is: he wants to establish authority and meritorious service!

This is the perfect opportunity!

He wanted to defeat Jiang Zhengyi in front of everyone in the world, show his strength, and then take the opportunity to destroy the Qing Dynasty.

In this way, he is not real but genuine, and even if Jiang Yao comes back, he is not fake but fake.

As long as Jiang Yao's reform policy is not changed and everything remains the same, even Mu Cangyue cannot say that she is a fake!

His ambition was completely ignited by Xuan Miao, and he really thought about Ming Dynasty.

Once the fire of ambition is started, it is difficult to extinguish.

Xuan Miao didn't stop Mo Yin from Dou Shuai.

Because she was sure that Jiang Zhengyi could not be Mo Yin's opponent.

Jiang Zhengyi is not a disciple of our sect. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be?

If he is an immortal, he still has a chance to win. The problem is, he cannot be an immortal.

Then, he will definitely lose.

The winner is Mo Yin, then Ming Dynasty wins.

………

As soon as Emperor Ming accepted the battle commander, Jiang Zhengdi immediately went to fight.

Qin Yu, unable to prevent this from happening, could only report to Yu Kuan secretly.

At the same time, Ouyang Feng also told Yang Jian.

They are preparing for the worst.

The battle fields of the two armies were all born, stabilizing the space and condensing an invisible aerial arena.

In the battlefield of eight million troops, even a fight between immortals will not destroy this space.

In the air between the two armies, Jiang Zhengyi and Mo Yin stood in the sky, both indifferent and speechless.

One is extremely enchanting, the other is rich and handsome.

But in the eyes of outsiders, they are half-brothers!

The two armies were facing each other as if they were standing on a mountain. The eight million troops stared at the two figures in the sky. The tense atmosphere was like an iron curtain, covering the world.

The air seems to be solidifying and freezing!

At this moment, the two figures were not only the supreme kings, but also seemed to be gods from the ancient world, fighting to dominate the wind and clouds.

Before he even took action, the chilling clouds stirred up and swept across the vast army of military flags.

In this battle, which was related to the rise and fall of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, who was stronger and who was weaker?

Everyone in both camps was extremely nervous and solemn.

The most relaxed ones are the two women, one is a secret concubine in the Qing camp, and the other is Xuan Miao in the Ming camp.

Mi Fei knew that Jiang Zhengyi must be the winner. Xuanmiao believed that Jiang Zhengyi was no match for Mo Yin.

Compared with the Qing army, the Ming army was obviously much more relaxed. In their eyes, His Majesty was omnipotent, sure to win every battle, and unfathomable. But Jiang Zhengyi was just a puppet.

The winner, of course, is His Majesty.

"Your Majesty is victorious! Your Majesty is victorious!"

The Ming army suddenly shouted together, the sound shook the world, and the color of the sky changed!

The fighting spirit is as strong as the sky.

When the Qing army saw the Ming army shouting, they also started shouting, but they were uneven and far less powerful than the Ming army.

Jiang Zhengyi's face suddenly looked a little ugly!

Mo Yin looked at Jiang Zhengyi with a blank expression, "Jiang Zhengyi, you shouldn't be fighting handsome, you are looking for death."

"Today, I will not care about brotherhood."

Jiang Zheng's eyes narrowed and his eyes narrowed. He found that Jiang Yao gave him an unfathomable feeling.

He actually felt an unprecedented pressure on Jiang Yao!

Jiang Zhengyi was always a suspicious person, and now his heart was even more solemn.

I got the flower of bad karma and suddenly became a semi-immortal. I have great luck and great luck.

But the ginger medicine gave him the feeling that he had a great opportunity in recent years.

Could it be that his progress is really greater than his own?

However, Jiang Zhengyi felt relieved when he thought of the Taoist nun's words.

He showed a hint of sarcasm, "Really? Then today you will understand that the eldest brother is always the eldest brother."

After saying that, a water shadow appeared on his palm.

"The Fog of Feng Shui." Jiang Zhengyi's voice sounded faintly.

The water shadows are changing and seem to be full of countless strange powers.

The water shadow suddenly turned into mist all over the sky, bringing with it a dense Feng Shui atmosphere.

This is the power of atomization. Everything locked by it will be atomized and deconstructed.

This is the law of atomization, and it is also the great magical power of the water system. Even a mountain peak will turn into mist and disperse under this move.

Living things falling into it will turn into nothingness and drift away with the wind.

It's too late to say it, but it's too late to say it, it's just a snap of the fingers.

Jiang Zhengyi's actions were eerie, strange, and had an indescribable dark color.

At the same time, Mo Yin played a trick, and a Tao pattern appeared in front of him, exuding ancient Tao charm.

This rhyme is like a whirlpool, swallowing up Jiang Zhengyi's water mist, and at the same time releasing patches of gray dao lines.

As soon as the gray streaks appear, the entire space becomes dry.

The dry space creaked, as if it was about to collapse due to the terrifying dryness, and even the soul and even the mind would wither and die.

Even the vibrant forests and seas seem to be barren and dry.

People watching the battle, not to mention being in it, but even watching it from a distance, will feel that their entire consciousness is dulled and their entire mind will be in pain.

What a powerful law of withering!

"Withering Vortex." Mo Yindan said calmly, "If you fight with the rules, you will lose faster."

Jiang Zhengyi looked at Mo Yin in disbelief, "You, you are also a half-immortal?"

Mo Yin smiled, "If you don't use the strongest means, you will have no chance."

Of course he is not a half-immortal yet, but his strength cannot be suppressed.

Although Jiang Zhengyi is a semi-immortal, his strength is greatly suppressed. Therefore, although his cultivation level is higher, he begins to fall into a disadvantage as soon as he gets up.

"Hmph." Jiang Zhengyi snorted and directly held out a black mirror. This mirror was not a real mirror, but a mirror-like black shadow.

The eerily dark "mirror" emits a fragrance that intoxicates the whole world, making people seem to sink into incomparable darkness just by looking at it.

In an instant, a magical scene appeared in the invisible and strange black mirror.

There are deformed beauties, ugly women with perfect figures, black sun, moon and stars, burning rivers...

The whole world is in chaos, the consciousness of all living things is in chaos, the ancient laws are disintegrating, and even the self is collapsing...

The boundless darkness appeared. Not in front of your eyes, but in your own consciousness!

Without the protection of the battlefield, I don't know how many soldiers would be in a state of confusion at this time, sacrificing all their consciousness to the mirror in the darkness.

It seems that the next moment, the self will be destroyed.

Even the saint-level experts who were watching the battle outside the arena felt that the memory of the spiritual platform was collapsing.

This is Jiang Zhengyi’s great dark magical power: Secret Mirror!

It is said that it is late and then it is fast, it is also a blink of an eye.

This magical power cannot be said to be weak!

However, Mo Yin was not idle either. Three flowers suddenly bloomed on the top of his head. When the three flowers gathered at the top, thousands of golden lights shone out, making it majestic!
To be continued...