In the library deep in the secret collection of the Netherworld Emperor's Palace, Yi Tianlai was just a step later and saw Bi Luo Yaoji fighting with her mirror. What he didn't expect was that this mirror was originally derived from the mirror spiritual weapon hanging on the beam of the main door of the library.

But Yi Tian's strength is exactly the same as that of the Biluo Yaoji. He didn't know the situation of the two fighting before. But Yi Tian only saw them fighting with one move and realized that the problem was not simple. It was obvious that the mirror strength transformed by the mirror spirit weapon did not have to be much worse than that of the Biluo Yaoji. After seeing the two fighting each other, Yi Tian also estimated in his heart that what he saw was obviously that the true body of the Biluo Yaoji was already at a disadvantage.

But his arrival made Biluo Yaoji feel happy. Yi Tian didn't realize anything. Suddenly he found that Biluo Yaoji's mirror was suddenly taken back by the spiritual weapon. After he didn't realize something, he suddenly flashed the light of the mirror and looked at him.

The Biluo Yaoji in the distance looked overjoyed at this moment, and a relaxed look appeared on her face. The next moment, a mirror of herself actually flew out of the mirror.

In the past, Yi Tian took advantage of others, but unexpectedly, this time he became a scapegoat. He was stared at by the mirror and felt a furious in his heart. Yi Tian showed a solemn expression on his face and the Birou Yaomei at the same time.

The latter actually rushed to the bottom of the stone chamber regardless of his own, then reached out and pushed open the stone door and entered it. After less than ten days, the Biluo Demonic returned from the inside with a load of load, but at this time Yi Tian was entangled by his own mirror.

Later, Biluo Yaoji left calmly, leaving only herself to face it alone. Yi Tian was still exploring the first half of this trip to the palace and secret treasure, and at least it could be considered a great reward. But in the end, he blocked the gun for someone, and the white dog stole the black dog as a disaster. At this time, Yi Tian was also very regretful.

But there is no good idea at the moment. At this point, Yi Tian took out the magic knife and began to test the strength of the mirror. But unexpectedly, the other party actually made a move, and the power of the move was no worse than that of himself.

After the two magical powers of the Demon Blade were attacked together, they were completely evenly matched, and the scattered Demon Blades were completely absorbed by the formation barriers on the surrounding walls.

After the Biluo Yaoji retreated first, the mirror on the stone gate beam flashed through the spiritual light again, and the formation in the entire stone chamber was activated again. At this time, the exit on the rear passage disappeared without a trace under the cover of the formation aura.

Yi Tian's divine thoughts slightly protruded and found that he had already been trapped in the Xumi space of the formation, with only his own mirror and that mirror in front of him.

This formation is very similar to the trial space I saw in the secret book of the Luotian Immortal Palace. Originally, there was such a formation specially arranged for sect disciples to test their skills, but when it comes to power, it is even stronger than what I see now.

No wonder the reason was because of the problems of the formation materials and the people who set up the formation. Yi Tian thought about it and did not take action to test the other party again. After all, if he acted rashly in such a large formation according to the information he knew, the mirror would definitely fight back with the same means.

Moreover, the surrounding array patterns can absorb your spiritual power and fill in the mirror image. If you take action again, it will be nothing but waste of strength. At the same time, the opponent will become more and more brave after absorbing the spiritual power of your magical power. Such a tactic of adding fuel may consume yourself to death in this space.

The dragon tortoise shield raised in his hand blocked his body. Yi Tian's eyes flashed over and found that the key to breaking the formation was the mirror spirit weapon. But if he wanted to get the mirror, he had to go over the mirror image in front of him. After thinking about it, Yi Tian put away the magic sword in his hand and took out the Taiyuan Wooden Sword. After gently sacrificing it, he turned the spirit sword into thousands of thin silk and weaved it into a sword net, surrounding it three feet away from his body to form a Daojian net defense, and then slowly walked towards the position where the mirror was.

Unexpectedly, the mirror also put away the magic sword and took out the spirit sword. He formed the same seal in his hand and sacrificed the spirit sword to turn into black sword silk. However, his sword silk did not act as a defensive posture, but hovered in the air and rushed directly at his position.

After seeing this, Yi Tian did not show any surprise expression on his face, but controlled the spiritual swords around him gathered in front of him. After forming seals with both hands, he combined the sword silk into a round white defense net. He heard the sound of "ping Ping Pong Pong" sound, and the Ling Yao Qianjian silk used in the mirror attacked him fiercely.

However, the two of the same magical powers were stuck together and then aroused a series of spiritual pressure gale between the two. As the sword silk continued to criticize and interlaced, the spiritual pressure gale became stronger and stronger, and finally pushed Yi Tian away five feet before he could stabilize his body.

However, Yi Tian's face showed no excitement at this time. After the magical secret technique he used just now, he actually found that the opponent was completely focused on attack and neglected to defend. If he really exerted his strength again, he might be able to flash behind him and get the mirror.

At the same time, Yi Tian also found that the magical powers he used were obviously stronger than the other party. In a fight, the sword silks transformed by the Taiyuan Wooden Sword could always gather in front of him and turn into a sword net to protect him.

On the other hand, after the mirror image was used, the sword silks were all retracted again after being disrupted, but the spiritual power fluctuations on the sword silks had been weakened by more than three points, and it was obviously consumed by his moves.

A trace of light flashed in Yi Tian's eyes, and then he reached out to make a seal to retract the Taiyuan Wooden Sword in front of him. Then he reached out to take out the spiritual weapon of the Buddha Sect, the golden bowl and the Buddhist beads.

These two spiritual weapons emitted a faint golden Buddha light, and Yi Tian turned his body and changed. After the exercise of the internal energy, he mixed the Xuanhuang energy and slowly sacrificed the golden bowl in his hand and slowly sacrificed it.

At the same time, the divine mind locked in the movement of the mirror. At this time, the other party also took out the bowl and Buddhist beads in a different way, but the color of these two spiritual weapons was black, and they did not look like what they were in their hands.

Yi Tian was overjoyed and his mouth twitched slightly. He said in his heart: "The Emperor of Netherworld has calculated that he would never expect that the Buddhist monk would come to his secret palace. Moreover, the spiritual power attributes are not so easy to imitate. I used to look familiar with the array patterns around the room. Now I remembered that it was not the style of spiritual power absorption. After the spiritual power he used was absorbed by these array patterns, the mirror could imitate the same spiritual power moves."

Unfortunately, after seeing this, I was not in a hurry to take action. Naturally, the formation here did not have the opportunity to swallow and absorb spiritual power again. And this time, I also used the Buddhist sect technique that exclusively restrains the spiritual power of the Hell Realm. As expected, this mirror naturally could not imitate his tricks again. Even the spiritual weapon held in the mirror's hand was completely in the style of the Hell Realm, and there was no sign of the power of the Buddha sect on it.

Then Yi Tian reached out and sacrificed the golden bowl in his hand. At the same time, he recited the mantra in his mouth and pointed the mouth of the golden bowl at the mirror and said, "See." A white light stretched out from it and shone on the other person's body.

The mirror on the opposite side was to draw out the black bowl in his hand like a gourd, and shot out a black spiritual light from it. Once the two beams of light were criticized in the air, they made a "ziz" sound.

Yi Tian saw that the spiritual light in the golden bowl in his hand was constantly purifying the opponent's black light. In a short while, the white spiritual light directly broke through the opponent's defense and hit the mirror. At the same time, a large amount of black spiritual power continued to be excavated from the mirror body, and the opponent's strength seemed to gradually begin to fall.

Originally, he was a late-stage cultivator like himself, but Yitian found that as the spiritual power on the mirror image was constantly purified, his cultivation began to fall down like a dam.

After scanning the eyes, he stayed on the mirror behind the mirror again. At this moment, the mirror was shaking slightly for no reason. A crisp beep came from the spiritual weapon. Needless to say, he had already backfired against the spiritual weapon itself by taking action against the mirror.

While he was sick, Yi Tian would not show any mercy on this. He sacrificed the Buddhist bead with his left hand and gently held it in his hands to control it to turn it into a white light and swept towards the location where the mirror was.

After three breaths, the white spiritual light fell on the mirror, and then the phantom of a pure world flower lotus turned upside down and then quickly tightened it and imprisoned it in it.

After doing these things, Yi Tian suddenly realized that the mirror in front of him seemed to have suddenly lost his mind and became dumb. After ten breaths, the mirror seemed to have received some summoned light. After flashing the whole body, it forcibly broke through the white Buddha light and flew directly towards the mirror.

With a "swoosh", the mirror body disappeared without a trace after sank into the mirror. At this time, the trembling beeping sound of the mirror's spiritual weapon seemed to ease. Then a black spiritual light flashed and the mirror resisted the purifying power of the Buddhist beads and wanted to break through the defense and escape. After seeing this, Yi Tian quickly formed seals with his hands and pointed at the Jingshi Hualian in the distance. The power of the white leaf petals around him surged and closed again, and blocked the mirror in a three-foot-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-half space.

Only the sound of "dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong" was heard, which was the sound of the mirror hitting the besieged Jingshihua lotus leaf petals. Unfortunately, no matter how rampant it rushed, it could not break through the siege of the white purification power.

Yi Tian had long expected that the mirror was strange, but he was puzzled in his heart what kind of weapon spirit could actually imitate the mirror image of a cultivator in the fusion stage. Speaking of which, if his martial arts were not special and he could also convert the Xuanhuang Qi at will, it would have been really difficult to deal with.

Flying forward, Yi Tian reached out to take the mirror from the Pure World Hualian, and then felt a shock in his heart, and suddenly felt a little dazed in his mind. Unexpectedly, this spiritual weapon could make his mind lose its mind. Yi Tian immediately calmed down and calmed his mind while silently reciting the meditation mantra in his mouth.

Then a black flame prison demon fire was sacrificing from his hand and purified the mirror tightly. After the divine thoughts were inserted into the mirror, Yi Tian couldn't help but feel shocked. This treasure was obviously something from the fairy world, but the remaining fairy spirit energy on it had been consumed for tens of thousands of years had long been consumed.

From the array pattern on this spiritual weapon, we can see that this treasure has been refining a lot of effort, and the coefficients on it are all inscribed in "golden seal script", with the word "illusion spirit" written behind the mirror. I think this mirror should be called "illusion spirit mirror", but after being refined by the former Emperor of Netherworld, it is covered with the energy of the Netherworld and the spiritual power of the hell world, and it is far from exerting its due effect.

However, Yi Tian was also happy. It was precisely this that he could use this kind of person. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to get out of trouble if he had the power of his spiritual weapon as long as he had the average power.

After the flame prison demon fire was calcined, the underworld aura on the "Phantom Spirit Mirror" was fully released, and even the spiritual power of the hell realm was forcibly refined. Yi Tian suddenly found that the space around him began to collapse, and there was a flashing light spot in the distance. Unlike other people, the whole person flew out hundreds of feet away and rushed straight towards the flash spot.

After ten breaths, it suddenly lit up. The light spot was the hole that broke out from the space here. Yi Tian's figure left a shadow in the air and pierced in. The "swoosh" sounded, and he saw that Yi Tian returned to the palace secret stone room just now. He turned his head to see that he was standing at the door of the inner room. A black void gap above his head slowly contracted until it disappeared without a trace.

After being secretly grateful, Yi Tian was still scared. He shouldn't have refined the spiritual weapon so easily. So much so that he was almost trapped in it after the collapse of the Sumeru space.

Turning his head, his mind spread out and checking the array patterns on the walls around the stone chamber. Then Yi Tian found that the array patterns originally printed on the walls had disappeared. He lowered his head and quickly swept over the "Phantom Spirit Mirror" in his hand. He saw that the spiritual charm of this mirror completely dispersed after the collapse of the Xumi space. Even if he had forced it to be sacrificed for a while, he could not stop it.

The reason why spiritual weapons or immortal weapons can be used by cultivators is that they have already injected spiritual rhyme into it when they are refined, and their spiritual power can only become handy after being warmed up for a long time. If the spiritual rhyme is broken, there is only a bunch of materials left for it. Yi Tian stared at the "Phantom Spirit Mirror" with a look, and then shook his head helplessly.

I thought I could finally get a damaged immortal weapon, but no matter how I sacrificed it, I could use it for myself. But what I didn't expect was that the current situation would actually occur. Fortunately, the treasures on this "Phantom Spirit Mirror" were made of the "Immortal Stone" and "Burning Glass" in the Immortal World. Even if it turned into a pile of dead objects, these treasures could still be used for myself. Moreover, after tens of thousands of years of consumption, the original spiritual charm was consumed, so that the situation today would be like this.
Chapter completed!