In front of the river of death, Xue Yuankong looked into the distance into the dark river formed by the accumulation of dead energy, his eyes also filled with boundless depth.

"Are you ready? When we are about to cross the river, I will untie the rope from your body. You can go to the other side of the river to have a battle of wits and courage with the Mirror Demon, and try to cause more damage to it. It won't be long before I become a god.

As the master of super spiritual weapons, your benefits are naturally indispensable." Xue Yuankong glanced at Yu Ling, who was bound by black ropes, and said in an indifferent tone.

Ever since Xue Yuankong made this crazy plan, except for Li Jieyi, who was knocked unconscious by him and locked up in a cave, everyone else was tied up and forcibly brought to the dead river to prepare for the wheel tactics against the mirror demon.

It was true that everyone tried to escape, but except for Xipeng, everyone else had been tampered with by Xue Yuankong, and they had no power to resist. And Yu Ling, Yang Zhaoke and Xipeng were no match for Xue Yuankong.

In essence, Xue Yuankong and Mirror Demon are both the same type of people, who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. They can never be framed by other people's rights and wrongs, and they always feel that they are right.

"Ling Ling, it's a good journey. At worst, I'll ask the mirror demon to pin me next to you later! We can still talk if we get bored like this." Yang Zhaoke sighed.

Yu Ling really admired her. This girl's nerves were as thick as the sky. Didn't you see that her father had a gloomy face and was in a bad mood? As a result, she had already started planning for the future.

Yu Ling did not intend to place all his hopes on Xue Yuankong. He even felt that even if the mirror demon destroyed itself, it would be impossible to recognize Xue Yuankong as its master. This god-level spiritual weapon still has quite a personality. Since he had just automatically disintegrated, he would not

Once captured, it can be seen that he is the kind of "person" who would rather live in pieces than in ruins.

He had to find another way, otherwise he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in the deepest reaches of the barren mountains and forbidden areas.

There is never absolute despair in this world, there must be a glimmer of hope.

Xue Yuankong carried him and flew across the river of death. The thick air of death steamed up. Yu Ling felt as if all the energy and blood in his body had been frozen. His breathing gradually became slower, his heartbeat gradually became weaker, and the shadow of death was not there.

A little bit of coverage.

This is the result of Xue Yuangong blocking most of the death energy erosion.

Sure enough, without the cultivation of peak blood coagulation, there is no way to cross this river of death.

The ancient desolate art in Yu Ling's body was running rapidly, and the strong energy was floating all over his body, tearing all the invading death energy into pieces, and the "soft" power in his blood was also accelerating the circulation of blood energy and healing the death energy.

the damage caused.

"Your physique is indeed much stronger than that of a warrior in the middle stage of coagulation. If I hadn't been busy dealing with the mirror demon now, I would have really wanted to study your bloodline." Xue Yuankong glanced at Yu Ling, his clothes whistling and fluttering,

Passing by on the dead river.

Yu Ling didn't say a word, just concentrating on resisting the erosion of the death energy. After all, the mirror demon's attack on him was ineffective. As long as he accumulated more strength to avoid passing out directly, there was still room for change.

However, Xue Yuankong didn't give him this chance. Just after crossing more than half of the river of death, he untied the rope from Yu Ling and threw him straight to the other side of the river: "I hope you won't let me down."

After all, what he wants is for the Mirror Demon to transform into Yu Ling, and then kill him to drain the Mirror Demon's vitality. If Yu Ling had a stalemate with the Mirror Demon in the past, wouldn't he have wasted his efforts?

Without Xue Yuankong's protection, countless death energy suddenly rushed toward Yu Ling crazily. His body temperature instantly cooled down. The profound energy and death energy in his body were struggling hard, but they still collapsed again and again.

Yu Ling gritted her teeth and summoned the last of her profound energy. Her entire body was like a cannon being ejected from the chamber, and she flew hundreds of meters away before falling to the other side of the dead river.

With a "bang", Yu Ling could no longer control his body and fell directly onto the solid ground. The violent shock caused blood and energy to float all over his body, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But because of this, his cold body gradually warmed up, expelling the dead energy bit by bit.

Xue Yuankong still underestimated his recovery ability. In just ten seconds, Yu Ling's energy and blood were flowing freely, and his profound energy was flowing as before.

He stood up and looked at the huge circular mirror in front of him. It was estimated to be a hundred meters in diameter. Yu Ling, who was less than two meters tall, stood under it. He was as small as a dust ant and was not worth mentioning at all.

But after so long, the mirror demon still hasn’t responded?

If he could form his body in an instant, Yu Ling would still be eroded by the death energy and would have no ability to resist at all.

As soon as Yu Ling had this thought, a figure exactly like him stepped out of the mirror, looked at him with a complex expression, and said inexplicably: "Why are you so strange? Your bloodline is completely beyond my simulation ability.

And your soul...why is it inconsistent with your body? Who are you?"

Looking at this face, Yu Ling really felt like looking into a mirror. When the mirror demon turned into Xue Yuankong, he didn't feel anything. Now that he turned into himself, this sense of dissonance and awkwardness was overwhelming.

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"Then you don't have to turn into me." Yu Ling said honestly and politely.

The mirror demon sneered: "Is there anyone else here besides you? If I don't condense, I will be trapped here for the rest of my life."

He raised his feet and walked towards Yu Ling, and said with a evil smile: "I haven't settled the account with you just now. I didn't expect you to come to the door yourself. Are you crazy about wanting to die?"

"Since you and I's attacks against each other are ineffective, what you said is meaningless." Yu Ling said lightly.

The mirror demon said coldly: "Five hundred years ago, a man crossed the river of death with a regeneration leaf in his mouth, and was not affected by the death energy at all. How do you think I captured him?"

He pointed at the huge mirror that towered into the sky: "Do you think my body is just a decoration? Just because the attack is ineffective, it doesn't mean that my power will fail."

The mirror with many cracks flickered slightly, and a beam of brilliant light was projected down, instantly covering Yu Ling.

Yu Ling was immediately unable to move. He didn't expect the Mirror Demon to have such means. No wonder he looked so confident.

Seeing the mirror demon approaching in a few steps, Yu Ling immediately said: "Don't you want to know why I came here to throw myself into a trap? I can't cross the river of death with just my strength."

The mirror demon glanced at him and said calmly: "Did Xue Yuankong bring you here? Did he do this deliberately to kill me and consume my body's energy?"

"It's good that you know that he has prepared nine blood coagulation warriors, including me, ready to consume your power again and again. You shouldn't be able to bear such a round-robin battle, right?" Yu Ling glanced at the mirror.

cracks, he reminded calmly.

The corner of the mirror demon's eyes twitched twice, and he stopped without speaking.

Yu Ling continued: "Do you know Xue Yuankong's purpose? He doesn't want to kill you for revenge. After all, he knows that he cannot destroy a god-level spiritual weapon. He just wants to refine you and become your new master.

You are used by him and become his..."

"Shut up!" the mirror demon shouted angrily, murderous intent rising into the sky.

Yu Ling said calmly: "I have been caught here by him. You will not be his opponent when you go out. The other eight people are only in the middle stage of coagulation at best. Even if you condense into them, you will only be in the hands of Xue Yuankong."

It’s just one death. If you die nine times in a row, your body will definitely suffer heavy damage. Then Xue Yuankong will be able to easily refine you. After all, you are not in your prime..."
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