Ask the Mirror Chapter 10: The essence of **** turns into a demon under the waterfall (End)
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While Wuyu was feeling emotional, Master Black Jiao was staring at the talisman above her head, intently.
The Eight Powers of the Shangqing Dynasty Summons the Dragon. Legend has it that in the ancient times, a Xuanmen patriarch dominated the dragon clan. With the essence, blood and soul of the dragon king in his clan, he illuminated the divine court and became a protector dragon god, and then achieved great success. This inherited treasure casket contains the true names of many legendary dragon gods from the ancient times. It can summon the Dragon King and destroy the eight poisons. It is one of the twenty-four treasure caskets of the Shangqing Dynasty. It is also a natural secret treasure that does not require sacrifice. It can be said that there are countless treasures in the world.
This treasure urn has a natural suppressive force on his Han Jiao bloodline. When he looked at the treasure urn talisman, he felt that it was full of blood under the bright golden light. It made him upset, but he could bear it. Constant greed.
Speaking of which, although he can't move this treasure basket, if he can extract the essence, blood and soul of the Dragon King inside, or understand the Dragon God's true name and legal system, it would be more suitable than swallowing the Ghost and Yang God.
He admitted that this idea was too simple. With his ability, he could destroy the treasure string, but extracting its power was tantamount to wishful thinking. However, just because he can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it.
I am worried about going to the west to join the army, and there is no meeting gift. If I can get this treasure, can I still get a share of the pie in the future?
The Black Dragon Master was hovering in the air and did not take action immediately. He knew that the Eight Powers of the Shangqing Dragon Summoning Treasure was an extremely rare natural secret treasure. As long as there was an authentic inheritance from the Shangqing Sect and a special mind, one could use the magic power of the treasure to do all kinds of incredible things, and even threaten him. In addition, he was also afraid that an accident would cause harm to this treasure.
Besides, there is also Guiyan...
Calculating several changes in my mind, Master Black Dragon let out another long howl. The cold air in the realm became even more severe. The vitality stagnated and turned into a vast cold mist. Wherever it spread, the mountains, streams and waterfalls were frozen in an instant. , the sound of water ceased.
This is the cold mist of Hades.
The Black Dragon Master has been practicing for thousands of years, and his techniques are sophisticated. He can skillfully control the pressure in the realm, and use the cold to wear away the vitality of the female crown, so that she can only use the treasure to protect herself, and cannot fight back. If she really wants to use it forcefully If you use secret techniques to burn innate vitality, the coldness of the Netherworld's Cold Mist will take advantage of it, instantly freezing your energy veins and killing the female crown's chance to fight.
This plan is not neat and tidy, but the huge gap between the two realms can minimize accidents. He paid more attention to Guiyan, who was still missing but had left his bloodline induction here.
In the extremely cold fog, Wuyu could only struggle to hold on.
She is still holding the Flying Smoke Point fairy pen, and the tip of the pen is still lingering on the afterbirth paper. This is not to show off, but because she really has no energy left to move.
If it weren’t for the Eight Powers of the Supreme Qing Dynasty to summon the dragon treasure to protect her body, she would have been frozen into an ice sculpture as soon as the mist appeared. Even now, the whole body’s Qi machine is like a string that is about to be broken. She could collapse at any time while moaning. In this situation, she knew that stimulating the power of Baolu could pose a threat to the enemy who was born in Moyu Hanjiao, but she had no spare power.
The gap between Huan Dan and the real person realm, especially the gap in the real person realm, is so disappointing.
But it was not just the cold mist that caused her pain. The irritating energy that the spell had backfired from before still lingered in her heart, like frying in oil and roasting on fire. The attack of internal heat and external cold had blurred the boundaries between cold and heat, leaving only the purest pain, biting her like a poisonous snake. will.
Her consciousness became blurred, and the cold mist-filled death place in front of her became less real. Instead, some phantoms flowed in front of her eyes, changing into various wonderful images, inexplicably bringing up emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Self-restraint was exactly the same as when she went crazy four days ago.
It is precisely because of these strange emotions that the pure pain before was somewhat relieved
She was shocked to find that under the suffocating pressure of Master Heijiao, there was an extra "vacancy" for these headless and tailless emotions to flow - there is no doubt that this It's not an illusion, but a power that can compete with the power of a real person!
Clear enlightenment rises like the moon in my heart, illuminating an area, but there are more emotions of doubt, confusion and even fear, like tangled vines, intertwining into pieces of shadow, blocking the expansion of the spiritual light.
To put it simply, she didn't want to think about it anymore. But at this time, reason, which has always had an absolute advantage, used the simplest truth to demonstrate a fact:
Whatever you fear most will come to you!
At this moment, the pain of ice and fire really didn't matter. The mixed emotions turned into a fog that was far thicker than the cold fog of the Hades, drowning her. During this period, Wu Yu felt as if several hours had passed, but in fact it was only a moment. Then she used her only but also the strongest sense to send out a message:
"What can you give me?"
The emotional haze is surging, and in the next moment, among the layers of mist, light shines, sweeping away the haze.
It is a method seal, the whole body is jade white, crystal clear, the seal button is two pythons crossing their necks, and the middle is lined with the shape of an auspicious animal. The whole is not very exquisite, but the few strokes of the outline are full of emptiness and depth. The true meaning of secludedness passed by silently.
The image of this seal only flashed, and then disappeared in the jade light, and then the dazzling light quickly dimmed, but the unique mark turned into a subtle energy, spanning an unknown distance, from seeping through the haze of emotions.
Wuyu's body was shaken, and the energy around him that had been almost blocked by the cold fog was inexplicably active. It actually came into contact with the vitality of the outside world, and the inside and outside were reconnected. For Wuyu at this time, it was like Gan Tian fell from the sky, and in an instant All over the body.
The burning feeling in her chest was relieved immediately, and her Qi movement became smoother and smoother. The tip of the fairy pen stuck on the afterbirth paper was like a spinning millstone, flowing slowly, and after a few turns, it turned into Light and easy to write, the writing is done in one go.
At this time, the dharma seal manifested itself again, but it was held in the hands of the vague emperor's dharma. Under the completed runes, a seal was made in the air, leaving a clear but difficult to decipher mark.
At this moment, a sun really seemed to light up at the tip of the pen, and the blazing rays of light even penetrated the vast cold fog, wind and snow.
The afterbirth paper was turned into ashes, the flying smoke points of the immortal pen were bounced away, and the bluestone under her seat also disintegrated silently, and the frozen mountain stream below also cracked in the sound of crackling. The Hundred Birds Bronze Ruler and the Golden Que Xuandan all fell into the crevices of the ice and were washed away by the undercurrent surging below.
Wuyu didn’t have time to take care of this, because Lingjue told her: Ziwei drinks the sun essence enlightenment talisman and achieves it at this moment!
She didn't even have time to take a closer look, the sun that was very close at hand split into five colors of rays of light, rushed onto her face, penetrated from the five senses and seven orifices, turned into Yang Fire, and burned from the sky to the soles of her feet. The extremely cold fog and the life-threatening freezing energy are all ice disintegrating.
In just this moment, Wu Yu has gained the power to drive the Eight Powers of the Shangqing Dragon Summoning Treasure.
Without any hesitation, she launched with all her strength!
The golden light of the treasure basket flows like water waves. Although it is only about ten feet in diameter, it is like a bottomless pool. However, within it, there is blood and light rolling around, and the treasure flames are flying, and the flames cover the entire radius. The **** flames should have restrained the body of the dragon. Wherever it shined, the long body of the real black dragon was twisting hard, flying up and down to prevent it from getting involved. For a moment, it was in a state of disarray, and strange roars continued:
"Teaching skills through the air? Damn...it's the true meaning coming here!"
Moreover, it’s Xuanmen!