If you don't understand the way in the mirror, you won't be able to touch that space with just brute force, even if the mirror is broken into thousands of pieces.
Jiang Li could only pretend to be powerless to resist and let the group of mirror fairies come to catch him.
Although these spirits sensed Jiang Li's power, they saw that he did not resist, and because of greed, they wanted to eat Jiang Li's flesh and blood, so they took away everything from him through the magical power in the mirror.
With such a persistent pull, Jiang Li was finally pulled in.
The feeling of crossing the mirror space is actually not that strong.
It was like being hit head-on with a basin of ice water, and the discomfort was fleeting.
It can be seen that this space is very closely connected with the external space.
It is not as fragile as ordinary enchantment magic weapons.
It’s no wonder that the Immortal in the Mirror and the Immortal in the Painting are so popular among the Immortal Cultivation Sects. If they are done well, they can even build a small cave paradise.
When Jiang Li opened his eyes, he found that he was trapped in a small room surrounded by mirrors on all sides.
Eight mirrors surrounded him, and the light coming from nowhere made his reflection in the mirror particularly clear.
Turn your head around and carefully observe yourself in the eight-sided mirror.
I have to say that they are exactly the same in appearance.
The mask, clothing, body shape, and even his every move when turning are all exactly the same.
Although Jiang Li's eyes have not practiced any special magic eye skills, but with the blessing of merits and blessings, they have the innate ability to peer into the mysteries of all things.
There is also a seven-color Taoist body added to the body, and the seven rainbows in the eyes can be seen clearly.
He could easily see that these eight reflections were clearly spirits in the mirror.
The body shape and movements are easy to imitate, but the aura in the body and eyes is not so easy to imitate.
The eight shadows in the mirror have different auras, obviously there are differences among this race.
Among them, there is a spirit that seems to be extremely talented, and its eyes imitate 50% of his charm.
And the similarity seems to be constantly improving.
"Huh? This guy is extracting my spiritual energy."
Jiang Li didn't notice much at first.
It's really because the speed of extracting spiritual energy is too slow and slight.
If it weren't for the negative status that showed up on the panel, which was losing twenty points of spiritual energy per second, Jiang Li wouldn't even be able to feel it.
After receiving the reminder of the panel status, and paying closer attention, I discovered that as the Fairy in the Mirror continued to imitate, his power was slowly being taken away by the opponent.
"It seems that the magical power in the mirror is not that unbearable. Does it have to drag the target into the mirror to exert its full power?"
What Jiang Li is facing now is the most powerful ability of the Immortal in the Mirror, the Mirror Cage!
Just drag the target into the mirror and you will completely enter their home court.
This kind of mirror monster likes nothing more than dragging people into the mirror.
As he is locked in a cage, he will continue to imitate and steal everything from the victim, and then he will be able to acquire the victim's appearance forever.
Enter the real world and replace the victim's identity life.
This is indeed a very dangerous spirit, but in fact, just a mask can make them blind.
Jiang Li took two steps forward, raised his hand and punched the mirror in front of him.
"Jiang Li" in the mirror also raised his fist to fight back with exactly the same action.
Two fists with exactly the same power and completely opposite directions collide and cancel each other out.
This punch actually didn't make the mirror in front of me shake.
This is how the "confinement cage" traps the victim.
The mirror fairy in the mirror in front of me can actually punch such a powerful fist while imitating it.
This is probably the highlight of his life.
But compared with the calm Jiang Li, the Jiang Li in the mirror seemed a little out of breath.
When he just threw that punch, Jiang Li felt that the mirror in front of him wanted to take away his strength to "pay for" the consumption of that punch.
But because his spiritual energy was intact, the Immortal in the Mirror could not move. He also wore a mask on his face, which prevented the other party from exerting the effect of his innate magical power.
Then he could only use up his own strength to throw punches.
Although it was just a casual punch from Jiang Li, that one blow had already completely weakened the spirit in front of him.
How could Jiang Li let it go?
The second punch, the third punch, and continue to punch.
Because he was in the magical power, the spirit in front of him could only passively imitate Jiang Li.
After two more punches, the fake Jiang Li in the mirror had become stooped and old.
Originally in the mirror world, with this special talent of the spirit, it can even directly borrow the power of the victim to perform exactly the same attack.
In other words, if Jiang Li wanted to go out and punch the mirror, but because the strength is completely equal, not only would he not be able to break the mirror, he would also consume two copies of his strength until he died of excessive consumption.
But Jiang Li happened to be wearing a mask at that time. When he first met these mirror immortals, he had already discovered the flaw in their natural talents.
As long as the face cannot be seen, even 30% of the original power of this magical power cannot be exerted.
Power cannot be extracted directly from Jiang Li.
Then he passively swung out a fist that was as powerful as Jiang Li. It only took a few blows to drain the power of the Immortal in the Mirror.
It can only be said that these monsters have not yet perfected their talents. They ran into Jiang Li who was very lucky, and they deserved their misfortune.
With another punch, the mirror in front of him shattered, and the old and dying Xian'er in the mirror was lifted into his hands.
After the mirror cage was broken, the place where he was found was almost exactly the same as the previous passage.
It's just that the left and right reverse each other, but for Jiang Li, who has mastered the field of reversal, this difference is simply child's play.
Seeing Jiang Li breaking open the octagonal mirror cage, he was still carrying the dying mirror fairy.
The other spirits whose faces returned to nothingness finally understood that this time they had hit a brick wall.
After being stunned for a long time, they all wanted to escape. But speed was not their strong point.
Jiang Li just waved his hand, and overwhelming tree roots and vines poured out, tying up all the monsters.
After doing this, a side of the hexagonal mirror cage next to it suddenly broke open.
Qin Shuman, wearing a mask, walked out of it. With preparedness, these monsters were not difficult to deal with.
But immediately, the expression of the deputy city lord of Fengdu City changed.
"Sir, I feel the breath of blood!"
Sure enough, they guessed right, the Blood King guy is in the Afang Palace in the mirror!
Qin Shuman is a descendant of King Ning. During this period of time, she learned the secret method of bloodline from Gu Meng, the original bachelor of Mohen Academy, and she immediately sensed the source of her own bloodline.
"Can you find his location?"
"let's go!"
After Qin Shuman nodded, they followed the aura and pursued it all the way.
After receiving the information from the Lord of Fengdu City, other powerful men in the Si Temple did not delay deliberately. They covered their faces with their own methods, found those bronze mirrors and entered the Mirror Afang Palace.
....
"This...this...are you the Dragon Vein Ancestor?"
In the core sacrificial chamber of Abang Palace, the Blood King finally saw the dragon vein he had dreamed of.
But the dying dragon vein in front of him made him unable to react.
I'm not sure whether the one in front of me is a dragon python?
The dragon veins that can control the immortal world in the eastern region of Cangyun Continent and thousands of miles of great rivers and mountains shouldn't be filled with divine light and mighty power? How could it look like this?
Could it be that the collapse of the Qin Dynasty and the decline of fortune affected the Dragon Vein and weakened it to this point?
After five thousand years of dormant preparation, at the critical moment when everything was about to come true, the Blood King's heart was already in chaos.
He is completely unable to calm down and make a good judgment now.
For example, the neck of this dragon-veined golden dragon is clearly tied with shackles and iron chains, and it is bound and enslaved here.
And the people who can do this are the ancestors of their Qin Dynasty.
It is conceivable that the relationship between this Dragon Vein Ancestor and their royal descendants will not be very good.
It's just that after the last King of Qin passed away, the nine kings failed to ascend the throne, and the previous kings did not establish heirs. Many things that should be explained were buried in the tomb.
He had no idea what the ancestors of the past generations had done in this Afang Palace and what they had done to this dragon vein.
It's just instinctive, guessing in the direction you want.
But if he observes carefully, he will find that the more than half of the body where the dragon veins have disappeared is not neat at the break, but is a mess of craters.
The wound looked like it had been bitten and torn by some wild beast.
The kings of Qin in the past built such a large Afang Palace here and did not allow outsiders to enter. It was not just for playing house.
"Ancestor Dragon Vein, can you hear me?"
"Do you still have the strength to ascend the throne for your descendants?"
"Where is that national treasure, the foundation of the country?"
"Ancestor Dragon Vein, whatever you want, your descendants can find it. Please ask the ancestor to show his magical power and continue my lineage as the emperor of the Qin family!"
Seeing the appearance of Dragon Vein, the Blood King no longer wanted to act. The sad expression on his face disappeared. He leaned closer to Dragon Vein Golden Dragon and asked the question he was most concerned about.
He also stretched out his hand to shake the faucet, hoping that the ancestor could get his business done before he died.
Otherwise, if the opportunity to restore the country slips away before his eyes, he may be so depressed that he crashes to death here.
The golden dragon with dragon veins on the ground was so weak that it could not even speak. It lay limply there, with its eyes the size of millstones rolling as it looked at the flat peach branch of the ancestor of the Mu family that was placed aside.
This thing is a branch of the ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and it is in harmony with the power of the dragon vein of the earth. If it can be swallowed, there may be hope for its recovery.
Seeing this, the Blood King also understood what the Dragon Vein Ancestor meant.
He quickly grabbed the true form of the ancestor of the Mu family and placed it near Longmai's mouth.
Dragon Vein Golden Dragon did not open its mouth, but moved its nose, and a burst of white smoke automatically appeared from the peach tree, which was ingested by it.
The branches of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root are also the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root, and its effect is so extraordinary.
The dragon vein that was originally dying, after taking such a breath and exhaling, the pair of eyes that seemed to be unable to open immediately began to bloom again with divine light.
He propped up his body with his only two front paws and worked harder to absorb the aura of the ancestor of the Mu family.
Spiritual energy from the outside continued to flow in, and the wound on his severed end began to slowly heal and grow.
After taking a few breaths, Dragon Vein stretched out its claws again and pulled the other tributes over.
Also put your nose up and inhale fiercely.
The soul of Wang Jue and the City God, and the power of the incense of the City God's lot, poured in one after another.
Because now the dragon vein has no belly.
If you eat something, it will fall out directly from the break. If you want to replenish your strength, you can only use this method.
It's a bit slow, but being able to absorb these powers at least means that this dragon vein will not dissipate.
The Blood King beside him has been waiting anxiously.
After a long while, his Dragon Vein Ancestor finally looked at him.
But those dragon eyes the size of millstones clearly revealed only hatred!
This dragon-veined golden dragon wanted to rush up and bite this descendant of Qin blood to death.
However, since the day it was born, it has been imbued with too many means to resist the royal bloodline.
So much so that the so-called national treasure was put in this situation.
At this time, with the help of peach wood and other treasures, I regained my energy a little.
But the Dragon Vein Ancestor stopped and did not dare to inhale any more.
Because, if he recovers too much and too quickly, the "national treasure" will definitely pull him back and gnaw and devour him!
This has been the case for thousands of years.
That guy seemed to regard him as a piece of good meat that he could eat inexhaustibly.
After each meal, feed him again. After he absorbs the energy of the Eastern Territory Veins and recovers, catch him again and continue to eat.
Dragon Vein has been eaten several times until his mind collapsed, and then was stimulated by the endless pain to regain his sanity.
Such torture, eighteen levels of hell, is nothing more than this.
The hatred accumulated over thousands of years, if it had the ability, would kill the Blood King without any psychological burden at all.
I don’t know what the ancestor of Dragon Vein was thinking. After staring at Blood King Qin Hai for a while, he finally spoke.
"Since you want to ascend the throne, then I will make it happen for you!"
The enthronement ceremony should have been very grand, with tens of thousands of people paying homage, hundreds of generals kneeling down to worship, and ministers and foreign ministers coming from thousands of miles away to congratulate you.
But at this time, there is no time to worry about those useless etiquette.
The people from the Si Shen Temple are still chasing after them, so they can just go get the goods.
The dragon vein took a deep breath and roared upwards, then countless spiritual energy and royal energy surged toward the middle, and a golden crown slowly condensed above.
It's just that the dragon's veins were injured too much after all. He took a breath, but after roaring for three breaths, no one stopped.
The gathering of the emperor's crowns above also came to an abrupt end.
Fortunately, the group of spiritual energy and imperial energy gathered and dispersed for a few times, and finally stabilized, but it looked a little illusory.
Of course, this Emperor Mianqi cannot be condensed just casually.
The most important thing is the emperor's decree entangled in it.
With it, he is the emperor recognized by heaven and earth, and it is difficult for him to apply any method or technique.
In order to prevent the emperor's line from being cut off, the pre-Qin dynasties set some rules for the emperor's decrees with the help of the dragon veins whose influence spanned the entire eastern region.
If the current King of Qin dies, the emperor's decree on him will be automatically taken back to Afang Palace through the Eastern Territory veins, waiting for the next member of the royal family to enter the palace.
This thing does not necessarily have to be turned into a crown. It can be turned into a necklace, a belt, or clothing.
Mianqi slowly fell.
The Blood King was extremely excited, and the royal blood surging in his body told him that this was what he had dreamed of.