Liu Qinghuan was pulled into a narrow passage by the silver rope. Although his consciousness was still available, his magic power was so restricted that he could not move at all. He could only stare helplessly at the gray wall above his head that was constantly receding.
There was deathly silence all around, and the "click-click" sound became clearer at this moment, as if there were countless winches hidden in the wall, running all the time.
Suddenly, the squeezing feeling from the narrow passage suddenly disappeared, and he was thrown out.
The surroundings are still pitch black, and even if you look with your spiritual consciousness, you can only see endless darkness.
His body was falling rapidly, but Liu Qinghuan was overjoyed, feeling that the chains around him had been loosened, and his magic power could finally be used.
Make a kneading secret on your hands, and let the green energy flow out of your feet. First, stabilize your body.
A gust of wind blows, the wind is gentle and soothing, it can only blow the willow branches by the river and make the wild flowers on the deserted road sway.
However, Liu Qinghuan shivered violently, feeling shaken and dizzy!
"Hungry wind!"
According to legend, there is a kind of wind that can blow away people's souls and blow out the three fires of life and soul, making them like hungry ghosts in hell, which is extremely terrifying.
He was shocked in his heart and quickly calmed down, and the pale golden Yangshen virtual fire suddenly appeared on his body.
The hungry wind cannot be resisted by ordinary magic weapons or spells. Only the golden flame of Yang Shen can barely resist it.
Another gust of hungry wind blew by, the golden flames swayed, and everyone was weakened by the pressure.
He finally understood that this Treasure Mirror Palace was really not an ordinary secret realm. Things such as the Demon Shadow Immortal Crystal Jade, the Star Sting, and the broken arrow were not rare treasures that only existed in ancient books. Now that Hungry Wind has appeared, it is really not worth mentioning.
strange.
At this time, another bright golden flame leaped into view, and the Yang Realm monk who was arrested like him was also thrown in, and the Yang God Virtual Fire on his body was blown away.
Seeing Liu Qinghuan flying upwards desperately, the man said: "It's useless, the exit can't be above."
Liu Qinghuan paused: "Senior, do you know how to leave this place?"
"Leave?" The other party smiled coldly: "Since you and I were thrown here, don't think about getting out easily. The only solution is now..."
As he spoke, he suddenly fell into deep thought.
Liu Qinghuan asked: "Senior, do you have a plan?"
The man glanced at Liu Qinghuan and suddenly said: "For the sake of sharing the same fate, I won't care about what happened before. My name is Mo Xuan. Although my cultivation level is higher than yours, I am both in the realm of Yin and Yang.
If you are a middle-aged person, please call me Taoist friend."
Liu Qinghuan was wary: He refused to give his name before, but now he suddenly said it?
He smiled: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Mo Xuan, so you are polite."
Mo Xuan looked away and fell on the gray wall not far away from which they were thrown.
"The interior of the Palace of Treasure Mirrors rotates according to the number of the celestial body. The sun and yin, the twelve zodiac palaces, the twenty-eight constellations, the main star is one hundred and four, and the secondary stars are one seventy and eight. They are unpredictable. They change positions from time to time. Even if they are calculated, there is no time to find them.
Leave the gate of life."
"Now there is something that requires you and me to work together. Are you willing?"
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while. Although the two had some differences before, luckily they didn't really take action, so there was no room for cooperation.
"Fellow Taoist, please tell me."
Mo Xuan took out a small golden ax, pointed at the gray wall with a cold expression and said: "Break it!"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up, but he frowned again.
Judging from previous experiences, this gray iron wall seems to be made of some kind of magical material. When the spell is applied, the power will be greatly weakened, and it can also block the penetration of spiritual consciousness.
"You mean, break it with brute force?"
"Although it may be a bit difficult, how will you know if you don't try it." Mo Xuandao: "It's better than standing here drying yourself."
I'm afraid it's not that it's somewhat difficult, but it's extremely difficult.
Liu Qinghuan still had doubts. If the gray wall was so easy to break, would the Treasure Mirror Palace still exist today?
Hidden within the gray wall are the machine formations that operate on the basis of the celestial being. In general, one move can affect the overall situation, so you must be on guard against it.
"This...how about we still search in this space, maybe we can find other exits?"
But Mo Xuan insisted: "Anyway, let's try it first before talking."
Then he stepped back further and threw the ax in his hand.
The palm-sized axe grew in the wind, and its blade extended several feet long.
In a very short period of time, the sharp gold energy became strong, and Mo Xuan shouted loudly: "Behead!"
"boom!"
The golden light shattered the ground, and the earth shook.
The whole space roared loudly, like a pool full of golden liquid being overturned. Countless sharp lights flew in all directions, and the power was terrifying.
Liu Qinghuan dodged, avoiding a splash of sharp light, and looked at the gray wall where the ax struck.
The result was very disappointing. There was only a very shallow slash mark left on the gray wall, which was difficult to detect without looking carefully.
Mo Xuan's face became a little ugly, and he refused to stop there, controlling the golden ax to slash out continuously.
Large swaths of golden light erupted, making it impossible for anyone to get close.
Liu Qinghuan shook his head. The opponent's cultivation level was higher than his, and the golden ax was not low-grade, so he couldn't cut through the gray wall, especially him.
Seeing that Mo Xuan would not give up for a moment, he thought for a moment, retreated dozens of feet away, created another barrier, took out the broken arrow he had just obtained, and began to refine it with real fire.
It takes a lot of time to completely refine a magic weapon. But if it only reaches the point where it can be manipulated, it will be very fast.
Since the arrow in the illusion seems to have the ability to shoot the sun and the stars, even though it has been broken, there is still a few parts left, so the power should not be low.
However, what surprised him was that the arrow was more difficult to refine than he expected. The cold murderous intent attached to the arrow had the potential to explode suddenly if it was touched.
Liu Qinghuan was anxious in his heart. The hungry wind continued to blow. It had not been long since Liu Qinghuan advanced to the empty level. Although the golden flames outside Yangshen were much stronger than those at the same level, sooner or later they would be completely blown out by the hungry wind.
Once it is completely destroyed, the only result left is that the soul is scattered.
In such a desperate situation, Liu Qinghuan gritted his teeth, mobilized all his magic power, and suppressed it with a strong and firm will!
As the two competed, he gradually developed a strange feeling, as if he was standing on the top of a mountain, with the vast land under his feet, killing or destroying all in one thought.
At this moment, the mental method that had been running on its own became faster and faster, and the clear and clear spiritual power surged like a wave, rumbling through the meridians.
Suddenly, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, and a wisp of black light flew out of his right eye and landed on the broken arrow!
The originally restless murderous intention suddenly died down, and he became much more calm.
Mo Xuan cut this end for a long time, but it only made the shallow mark slightly darker, so he had no choice but to give up.
In a blink of an eye, he saw Liu Qinghuan flying over from a distance, and he sighed: "It's my fault... Baojing Palace was built by the Taoist Wang Ren who is known as the genius of heaven and earth. It really didn't find any flaws."