Chapter 373 'The Game of the Ancestral Gods' Encounter on a narrow road
The moment he touched the edge of the mirror, the information about the props was clearly visible in Jiang Qian's eyes:
[Name: Shuiyue Jinghua]
[Type: daily necessities]
[Function: displacement, phase]
[Introduction: A time and space administrator who loves art and crafts tried to integrate space displacement technology into the mirror, using the crack as a switch to open a wonderful channel for space transformation for the user. Unfortunately, every time the space displacement technology is used, the mirror will
It will leave irreparable marks.]
[Usage: Wear the Water Moon Mirror Flower on your chest and focus your mind on any direction facing the mirror. The person holding the mirror can easily achieve the displacement. 】
[Note: Your crazy journey is destined to go alone.]
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It seems that this is a powerful consumable prop, and the displacement function can only be used by one person. So what is the operation of "face to face"? It can't be a simple literal meaning... While Jiang Qian was processing the information, his face was full of cracks.
glanced in the mirror.
Unexpectedly, this casual glance instantly aroused Jiang Qian's entire body on guard!
In the reflection of the mirror, Jiang Qian's expression was calm, but there was a gloom gathering in his eyes that should have been calm. The gloomy color condensed between his eyebrows, which was neither real nor imaginary.
"not good…"
Jiang Qian immediately looked away and held Shuiyue Jinghua tightly. At the same time, the stinging pain in his eyes clearly swept through his brain.
This is a rare experience for a human with weak sensitivity to pain.
He pressed his eyebrows tightly, and the strange energy in his body quickly moved around, trying to locate the "weird" thing. Only by determining its location could he concentrate all his efforts to drive it out of the body!
However, at this moment, a low and vague voice that Jiang Qian had never heard came from the depths of his brain:
"You're fine...even better than I imagined."
The voice was neither fast nor slow, and there was a bit of arrogance in Shen Ning's tone. It didn't sound like a compliment, but more like some kind of provocation and amusement.
"Who are you?"
The pain was burning, and Jiang Qian's breathing intensified, but he did not forget to seek skin from the tiger: "If I remember correctly, this is the territory of the ancestral gods..."
The voice suddenly burst out laughing!
"Hahahaha, you are good at talking, kid... but you are worrying too much, because I am the one who makes the rules!"
"...Are you the Ancestral God?" Jiang Qian bowed and concentrated.
But all he received in return was an endless burst of laughter.
At the same time, the strange energy condensed in Jiang Qian's eyes suddenly concentrated and attacked, forcing the gradually distorted laughter and a dark and dirty black mist out of the body!
Jiang Qian's eyes suddenly went dark.
In the process of retreating quickly, he heard the sound of the mirror in his hand falling apart...
Ancestral God...that black mist is the incarnation of Ancestral God?
Through the perspective of spiritual vision, he avoided the impact of the broken mirror. It was not until his footsteps stopped that Jiang Qian slowly opened his still stinging eyes and looked at the place where he was standing just now.
Jiang Qian's vision gradually returned to clarity, but there was nothing unusual about the environment in front of him except for a broken mirror.
Weird energy was wrapping around his body in layers, keeping his entire body under tight cover.
I'm not wrong, Shuiyue Jinghua indeed only has one displacement function! Black Mist may have used this last crack to enter my body, trying to achieve some unspeakable purpose. What purpose could it be? He is really here
The rule maker...
Jiang Qian slowly straightened up and looked into the turbid darkness in front of him.
On the other side, Sha Jin, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was also waking up from the mirror of cause and effect.
He never expected that the first face he saw when he opened his eyes was the charming and dangerous peacock spider Aiguli!
"Welcome, little Golden Scorpion~"
Ayiguli walked towards Sha Jin with graceful steps, and confirmed that the chess mark on his body had been formed, and the smile in the corner of her eyes deepened.
She raised her finger and pointed to Jiang Qian's lingering figure in the distance: "Here, that's our main chess player."
Sha Jin stared blankly at Ayiguli approaching and looked in the direction of her finger...
In the distance, Jiang Qian's back reflected in Sha Jin's pupils, causing his expression to change again.
"Stop standing there and let's go!"
Ayiguli patted Sha Jin on the shoulder to "wake him up" from the shock. He stood up from the ground stiffly, followed Ayiguli's steps, and approached the figure that had made him extremely vigilant.
At this time, Sha Jin was surprised and confused, full of contradictions and resistance in his heart, but he had to bow to the rules of the game.
As the distance between the three of them gradually narrowed, Sha Jin discovered that Jiang Qian was always facing them with his back, motionless, which aroused his vigilance even more.
Ayiguli beside her seemed to have noticed something unusual, and called out to Jiang Qian's back:
"...Brother Jiang?"
The two stopped at the same time ten meters away from Jiang Qian.
The night was miserable, and the strong smell of blood had not dissipated. In the tense and dignified atmosphere, Jiang Qian slowly turned around and looked at Ayiguli and Sha Jin, who were approaching.
There was no trace of the black mist remaining on his face, and his whole person was calm and determined:
"Welcome to join, Sha Jin."
As Jiang Qian spoke, he raised his hand and threw a scimitar, which fell into Sha Jin's hands.
Sha Jin stared at the scimitar in his hand, stunned for a long time. Just as he was about to put down his guard, he was stopped by Jiang Qian's next warning!
"Friends who are hiding in the dark, why don't you show up and get together?"
Jiang Qian said this sentence very naturally.
At the same time, countless spider webs have been intertwined and erected around the three people, forming a hidden line of defense, blocking the unknown possibilities in the surrounding darkness.
Ayiguli quietly stood back beside Jiang Qian, and the three people's visions crossed and encompassed the surrounding darkness.
Time flows silently.
Suddenly a faint blue light bloomed from a certain direction!
The three people's attention was instantly focused, and the orchid's light was also divided into three parts, and the corresponding figure appeared exactly where it landed.
The leader is a man, followed by a woman on the left and right, a total of three people.
The man was wearing a black hooded cloak and a sword; most of the skin on his angular face was covered by white bandages. Between the intricate bandages, a pair of scarlet vertical pupils were staring at Jiang Qian.
Water Dragon Song...Jiang Qian had met this person before, and they had a relatively in-depth exchange during the competition for the card king in the promotion ceremony.
With this level of understanding, the women walking on both sides of the water dragon chant can speak for themselves: they are the holy maidens of the sacred mountain!
The reason why they appear next to Shui Longyin is that they are probably subdued chess players.
"It's You Mulan, and Elegy."
Ayiguli whispered quietly into Jiang Qian's ear.
As the Holy Lady of the Holy Mountain, it is Ayiguli's duty to provide such information.
Moreover, Ayiguli had already reconciled with Jiang Qian about the situation of each saint:
You Mulan, whose identity card is corpse flower, is the most low-key among the four saints, and has the weirdest attack methods. Her strength is mysterious and unpredictable, even for the guardians in charge of the four saints, it is difficult to tell clearly.
What are her weaknesses?
At this time, she was wearing a long dark blue dress, and guided by the blue light, she slowly focused on the position of Jiang Qian and the others, with a somewhat strange smile on her dull face.
Another saint named Elegy, whose identity card is Crow, is considered the most powerful among the four sacred mountain saints.
She came dressed in black, with a black robe trailing behind her. The jet-black feathers were woven into a towering headdress in strange combinations. Her bright and heavy makeup presented an exaggerated Gothic aesthetic, and her eyes were full of provocation!
