Jiang Ning took a deep breath, not that he was scared.

But this magical mirror is a perfect artifact after all. Just this one blow consumed his Qi Palace and trembled slightly.

As for the other people here, everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhuge Lingxian held his little face and looked at Jiang Ning's attack with pale face.

She had used the magic mirror several times before, but she couldn't even penetrate the face of the old man in Taoist robes.

But Jiang Ning only used one blow to instantly destroy half of the Taoist-robed old man's face!

Even if her master were here, he probably wouldn't be able to deliver such a terrifying blow, right?

At this time, Jiang Ning reached out and returned the magic mirror to her.

"I only activated 50% of the power of this mirror."

"A divine weapon is a divine weapon after all. If it can activate all its power, it will only take a moment to kill this pseudo-immortal!"

Jiang Ning looked at the disfigured Taoist Immortal with some regret.

It was just that he felt regretful, but everyone else here was shocked.

Only a true immortal could withstand that blow just now, right?

If it were them, they would probably be wiped out into nothingness in an instant!

They watched Jiang Ning's figure stepping into the void with fear.

Looking at his white hair flying, looking at his radiant body like a true immortal.

"Holy Son, Holy Son is invincible!!"

"Kill! Kill, kill, kill! Today I will destroy this Immortal, and recast the Huanghuang Immortal Power of our Immortal Qingzong!!"

Countless monks were extremely fanatical and charged madly.

In the past, there were still some monks who were unwilling to use the life-saving magical powers that were kept at the bottom of the box.

At this moment, under Jiang Ning's blow, everyone's morale was greatly boosted, and they frantically used the divine channel technique.
Chapter completed!