Wu Xiting smiled and summoned Guan Xianyun of Guifu Sect.
In his hand, he held a palm-sized bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror is simple and old at first glance, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of life.
The surface of the bronze mirror is not very transparent, and the figures and scenes illuminated are very blurry.
But when the palm-sized bronze mirror was shining towards Guan Xianyun, the figure of this strong man from the Ghost Fu Sect who had been trapped in the peak of Yin Shen Realm for many years suddenly froze in the void.
Wu Xiting smiled playfully and said, "Brother Guan, why are you so anxious?"
The three talismans Guan Xianyun attached to his forehead, chest and lower dantian burned "chichi", with crimson, golden and lavender flames surging out from his upper dantian, middle dantian and lower dantian.
Soul thought, qi, blood and spiritual energy, the three types of practitioners' energy, exploded.
Guan Xianyun's stagnant figure in the void turned back awkwardly, facing the burning flames, smiled bitterly at Wu Xiting, and said in a difficult tone: "Heaven-level artifact, Yuanhuo Mirror."
Wu Xiting's eyes were strange, he nodded, and said: "My brother has good eyesight, and he actually recognized the artifacts from my Dongyang Mountain. You are right, the Yuanhuo Mirror is an artifact from my Dongyang Mountain when I was lucky enough to advance to the soul wandering realm.
Given by the mountain master."
"The Yuanhuo Mirror is only a first-grade heaven-level artifact. I am really ashamed of the mountain master's generous gift. For so long, I have not been able to raise the Yuanhuo Mirror's grade to one level."
He said to Guan Xianyun with great regret.
In the palm-sized Yuanhuo Mirror, Guan Xianyun's blurry figure was quietly reflected.
Guan Xianyun, who was intent on escaping from Yinfeng Valley, saw his figure appear in the mirror of the Yuanhuo Mirror. Yin Shen, who was sinking in the sea of soul consciousness, suddenly sensed something was wrong.
His Yinshen felt like he was suddenly exposed to the blazing sun, and the heat was boiling.
Before he could wake up, he found that the three talismans had burned to ashes.
At this time, he was not able to break into the "Secret Fire Poison Formation", nor was he able to escape from the Shadow Wind Valley.
Three strange talismans worth tens of thousands of gold were inexplicably wasted.
No one knows how precious those three talismans are.
In order to obtain the three divine talismans that did not belong to the Ghost Talisman Sect, he spent several years going deep into the northern part of the Annihilation Continent. There were rumors about the graveyard of a great talisman master. He speculated about the sudden talisman for many years before the opportunity came.
With lightning speed, he stole three talismans.
It took a long time to understand the secrets of the talismans, imprint them into my own blood and soul, and finally make the three talismans available to me.
As a result, his attainments in runes were rapidly improved, reaching the peak of the late Yin Shen realm.
It's just a little short of reaching the soul wandering realm.
But now, Wu Xiting sacrificed the Yuanhuo Mirror, and the three talismans that could have helped him escape from the Shadow Wind Valley had actually burned to ashes.
"Master Mei! Master Mei, we are always on your side from the beginning to the end!"
The other two people in the Leixiao Temple, as well as several practitioners from the Qianxuan Continent, suddenly seemed to have a mental breakdown after Wu Xiting attacked Guan Xianyun, and they shouted loudly.
Those people suddenly realized that Wu Xiting of Yuanyang Sect and Mei Qiurong of Xuantian Sect were going on a killing spree.
Mei Qiurong had no expression on her face. She looked at the two elders of Leixiao Temple and then at the others, remaining silent.
Wu Xiting laughed loudly and said: "Some things in Yinfeng Valley cannot be known to others, so I can only apologize."
He flicked his sleeves.
The palm-sized Yuanhuo Mirror flew into the sky, and gradually spread out like a large mirror hanging in the sky.
Everyone in the valley looked up and found that their figures appeared in the mirror in the sky.
In an instant, things change, stars move, and the world spins!
When they came to their senses, many people were horrified to find that their three souls of heaven, earth, and human seemed to have separated from their flesh and blood bodies and had fallen into the mirror of Yuanhuo in the sky.
The world inside the Yuanhuo Mirror is another space.
That space was formed by blazing flames. There were erupting volcanoes everywhere, fire rain was falling all over the sky, and there were countless unknown flames and inscriptions flying like spiritual consciousness.
The practitioners from all over the Qianxuan Continent who had inexplicably escaped into it were all wailing.
In the entire Yinfeng Valley, only Long Tianxiao, Guan Xianyun, Chen Qingyan and Yu Yuan were spared from the Yuan Fire Mirror's soul exchange.
Long Tianxiao, with the head of a human and the body of a dragon, huddled in a corner. He did not know what kind of dragon secret method he had cast, and he was surrounded by golden light, struggling to resist.
Guan Xianyun used the secret technique of the Ghost Talisman Sect, and there was a dark circle of light behind his head. The ghost talismans and ghosts in the circle were annihilated with a pop.
He was using the ghost talisman and the many ghosts and ghosts in the ghost talisman to block the upside-down soul of the Yuanhuo Mirror.
Chen Qingyan was holding the snakeskin scabbard. If he had the amulet in his hand, he would not be pulled by the Yuanhuo Mirror at all.
As for Yu Yuan...
When Yu Yuan used the Yuan Fire Mirror to change the sky and the earth with his supernatural power, reflecting the three souls of heaven, earth, and man, he only once again connected with the distant soul-transforming pool and the four simple black characters in the strange space at the bottom.
With a perfect connection, the three souls sit firmly in their own sea of soul consciousness, motionless.
"Hey, this guy is a little weird."
Wu Xiting, who controlled the Yuan Fire Mirror with his soul, glanced at Yu Yuan in surprise and touched the non-existent beard on his chin.
"The Xuantian Youxu that I used couldn't peel off his three souls, and neither can your Yuanhuo Mirror." Mei Qiurong said.
As soon as this statement came out, Wu Xiting became more and more surprised.
"Senior Wu, you promised me!" Chen Qingyan said.
Wu Xiting, who was about to put pressure on Yu Yuan again, gave her such a shout, frowned slightly, nodded and said: "Forget it, I will come back to ask that kid later."
Saying this, he focused all his energy on the Yuanhuo Mirror.
Within the Yuanhuo Mirror, clusters of manifested souls, including the weakest ones, were exploding and dissipating like brilliant fireworks.
At this time, Yu Yuan, who had been standing at the entrance to the underground cave, without saying a word, suddenly walked towards the thin black girl who was nailed to the rock wall with a short spear.
Every step he took was firm and heavy, and his expression was surprisingly calm.
Mei Qiurong frowned slightly, then her figure flashed and appeared at his original location.
She glanced at Yu Yuan first, then lowered her head and looked at the entrance of the cave.
When Wu Xiting was about to kill him, he did not forget to look at Yu Yuan. When he noticed that Yu Yuan was heading towards the thin black girl, he did not stop him and raised a mocking smile on his lips.
That smile seems to be saying: With your level of cultivation, what can you do in the past?
How lethal and magical the short spear is, who can understand it better than him?
Not to mention Yu Yuan of Dark Moon City, even Chen Qingyan of Sword Sect, even if he walked up the rock wall, there was no great possibility to help the skinny black girl he was targeting escape from the trap.
Because of this confidence, he not only stood still, but also looked like he was laughing.
"I'll leave it to you above, and I'll go down to the ground."
Mei Qiurong left such a sentence, holding the Heavenly Palace Seal in one hand and the yellow gourd in the other, they suddenly fell towards the cave leading to the bottom, and after a flash, they disappeared.
The killings are going on in the valley.
Chen Qingyan took a deep breath and looked at Yu Yuan with complicated eyes, hesitating and struggling in his heart.
At least Wu Xiting, who is in the soul wandering realm, holds the Yuanhuo Mirror and the short spear, plus Mei Qiurong, who has fallen into the realm, holding the Tiangong Seal in his hand, there should be some rare objects that can restrain Mount Anjie.
They are also the three great sects, and they are also the elders. Their realm is far beyond her.
If she really wanted to break up, she would certainly not die because her master was intimidating her.
But in that case, it would be impossible for Wu Xiting and Mei Qiurong to let Yu Yuan go because of her, right?
Chen Qingyan finally chose to stand still.
She just looked at Yu Yuan for a moment, wondering what Yu Yuan was going to do.
Can it be saved?
…
With her back pressed against the rock wall, the colorful joints no longer glowed, her hands were drooped, and the carapace of her chest was shattered, as if she sensed Yu Yuan's approach.
Her shoulders suddenly trembled slightly.
Her drooped head was lifted up with great difficulty.
laugh!
Bundles of red flames suddenly burst out from the short spear, as if they knew her thoughts and were trying to tame her and teach her a lesson.
In an instant, blood splattered on her chest, and pieces of broken carapace exploded and fell off.
Every piece of carapace is the solidification of her blood essence, carrying the mark of her essence, and is extremely precious.
Even if it is broken, there is still a chance to be combined and recast again.
But after it explodes and falls off, it is completely destroyed. It is difficult to recast it and can only grow again in the following years in a more difficult way.
However.
Even though pieces of her carapace exploded and fell off, she still didn't hesitate and raised her head desperately despite the extreme pain.
Halfway through raising her head, most of her chest carapace exploded and fell off. Feeling the departure of her energy, blood and essence, she felt a little lost and confused. But when Yu Yuan's figure finally appeared in her emerald green eyes, a different look suddenly bloomed!
That glimmer of energy was like the lightning flashing from a dark room, instantly brightening her already dim eyes.
And its heart.
Just like that, she looked at Yu Yuan in trance, her eyes suddenly changing and giving rise to countless complex emotions.
There seemed to be thousands of words spoken out through those eyes.
Emotions of joy, excitement, and satisfaction completely replaced resentment, anger, and grievance.
In the end, there was only one emotion revealed in those eyes.
I want Yu Yuan to live well.
——Don’t worry about her.
In front of the rock wall, Yu Yuan raised his head, looked at her, and took a deep breath.
"Dongyang Mountain, Wu Xiting."
No words were spoken, but these six words screamed in Yu Yuan's heart.
He never thought that the backup plan he prepared for his reincarnation would become such a high-level intelligent creature after three hundred years of advanced transformation.
From the moment she emerged from the miasma cloud and transformed into the short girl with black hands, a special, unprecedented emotion grew in Yu Yuan's heart.
"I no longer want you to protect me. I'm more than three hundred years too late. It's my turn to protect you."
There are many caves on the rock wall, but only one has no poisonous smoke flowing out.
That cave had a strong wind blowing out of it.
Suddenly, the Yin Qi Gang wind that had subsided because she was severely injured and nailed to the rock wall roared out again.
Not towards Wu Xiting, not towards Mei Qiurong, but towards Yu Yuan.