Yang Zhen looked at [Taiyin Corpse Immortal], [Night Wandering God] and [Soul Soul Enchanter]. Among them, [Night Wandering God] and [Educator] turned into black shadows and left with the dead souls, while [Taiyin Corpse Immortal] turned into a side.
The precious mirror reflects in the sky.
The light from the mirror hung down and fell on Luo Qi's body.
"Don't even think about it!"
Looking at the falling mirror light, Luo Qi felt extreme fear. In the panic, she actually recovered part of her sanity, and she began to frantically absorb power from the fragments of the underworld under her control.
Such reckless actions caused the void to twist, and the breath of the underworld began to erode the human world. With Luo Qi as the center, the surrounding air continued to twist and deform, and the animals made of the talismans that trapped her were also
It was broken into pieces and turned into wisps of black energy under the erosion of the underworld.
And this black energy stimulated the expansion of power in her body, and the alienated moon above began to become violent.
Yangzhen was even pushed back two steps by it, making him somewhat unsteady on his feet.
Taoist Shaoming was also stimulated, but his struggles were suppressed by Abao. Several times he tried to struggle and turn over, but was suppressed by the black and white mysterious light flowing around Abao's body.
Moreover, every time Shaoming struggles, the power of Baijiahui will further burn his body, burning all the mana and vitality in his body.
Slowly, Shaoming's body made bursts of cracking and shattering sounds. The jade bones in his body cracked one after another, and wisps of black energy came out.
Luo Qi, who was frozen by the mirror light and restrained by the talisman on the other side, hurriedly stretched out her hand, and wisps of black energy gathered on her body. Circles of obscure, twisted light waves spread to all directions. After contact with the mirror light, they actually rubbed in the void.
Sparks sparkled like steel rubbing against each other.
Then, the void began to twist and collapse inch by inch.
Yang Yu on the side wanted to step forward to help, but Abao's previous action of suppressing Shaoming had consumed the strength he had accumulated recently and reduced it to less than the height of Yang Yu's knees.
In order to burn Shaoming to death, Yang Yu had consumed most of his mana, and was unable to intervene in the battle for a while.
"This is……"
Monk Wuxin looked at the scene in front of him. He was dumbfounded on the spot, but Milo's voice rang in his ears, asking him to cast a spell to invoke the gods.
"Please God?"
Monk Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and Milo's voice continued to echo in his ears: "I don't have enough control over the origin of the heaven and earth here. Although I can drop some power from the air, it consumes too much. And you are destined to Taiyin, and you have
The name I have bestowed upon you is within your body, and if you ask God to do so, you can greatly reduce the consumption of my power.'
Monk Wuxin looked at Luo Qi who was about to break away, recalled her previous actions, and hurriedly asked: "What should I do?"
After receiving Milo's answer, Monk Wuxin immediately recited a spell and cast a spell as required. The Taiyin spiritual light rose up, and the shadow of the treasure mirror fell into his hand. The mirror turned and pointed at Luo Qi.
With Wuxin's help, Milo can exert even more power.
Moreover, he can also directly mobilize the incense and wish power in Miaoyou.
As little bits of golden light fell, Monk Wuxin felt that he was ecstatic, as if he was about to fly to the moon, become feathers and ascend.
At the same time, he also felt that in the void, there was an illusory capital city of gods, which opened the door for him. As long as he was willing to give up his body, he could enter it and enjoy peace.
This kind of spiritual bewitchment is the ultimate temptation for the Wuxin monk at this moment.
As the product of practicing "Taiyin Refining Method", Wu Xin, who has not inherited the Dao Heart, has been living very tiredly and wants to die.
"Wake up! If you give up now, you really can't find your heart! Also, do you want your body to fall into the hands of that woman?"
Wu Xin didn't pay much attention to Milo's words echoing in his ears at first, but when the last words came out, he woke up and began to help collect the incense and wish power and blend into the shadow of the precious mirror.
Received Wuxin's magic power, Milo's further blessing, and a steady stream of wishes.
The originally clear mirror light became thicker, and the color was also dyed light gold, with a somewhat liquid texture.
The sum of the three stacks, even in terms of the quality of the power, has exceeded the normal Condensation Realm and belongs to the category of the Xuanguang Realm.
What's more, in terms of quantity, the falling mirror light is far greater than that of ordinary monks in the Mysterious Light Realm.
Under the illumination of such power, Luo Qi could not resist at all. The alienated moon above her began to show signs of melting, and the black energy in her body was also firmly fixed, unable to break free from Luo Qi's body.
"No! Let me go! I don't want it, no..."
On the alienated bright moon, his eyes and arms kept turning and waving, but to no avail. Wisps of black gas continued to evaporate, and under the mirror light, they were like wax oil under the sun, melting little by little.
The black energy inside still wanted to struggle, but it kept changing its position in Luo Qi's body. Wherever it passed, the filthy atmosphere rose and changed, but as soon as it was polluted, it was purified by the light golden mirror light.
Slowly, Luo Qi began to stop struggling, and she turned into an illusory shadow.
The alienated Ming Yue also completely melted, turning into mist and dissipating, leaving only two twisted black energy originating from Shaoming and Milo's bodies.
The two were firmly fixed by Milo's mirror light, and dissipated little by little under the wash of the will power.
"What the hell is this!"
Monk Wu Xin, who was temporarily in close contact with Milo, could feel the distortion, terror, and chaotic power contained in the black energy. This power made Wu Xin a little afraid.
Monk Wuxin could feel that the level of this power was very high, much higher than the golden dragon whip in his hand.
If he had been contaminated by these things before, although he would not die, it would definitely be more miserable than death.
The best ending is to become the previous Shaoming.
'Don't think so much, you can't become Shaoming.'
Monk Wuxin was stunned for a moment when he heard Milo's words, but before he could speak, Milo said again: "That Taoist Shaoming became like that because of his persistence in the "Taiyin Refining Method" and his
You have practiced the "Taiyin Refining Method" intensively, so you have gone crazy and become like that. But you are different. You are equivalent to practicing Taiyin Refining. You have already reached perfection. Even if you go crazy, your body will not be distorted.
, changing back and forth between rebirth and death.'
"Then what will become of me?"
Monk Wuxin was a little curious, but he regretted it after asking, and Milo's answer confirmed his idea.
'You are the product of Taiyin refining, and your nature is somewhat similar to that of the God of Taiyin. Most of the Gods of Taiyin are goddesses, and their appearance is either extremely beautiful or extremely ugly. You will probably become a woman with both extreme characteristics.