Ask the Mirror Chapter 151: Magic Mist
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Minglan was injured?
This scene was too weird, especially He Xianchang's abrupt words, which made Yu Ci wary. He turned to look and saw that Ming Lan was still coughing up blood and could not even straighten her waist. At this time, she looked older and weaker than ever, making people wonder if she would fall to the ground and die in the next moment.
However, eyes can always deceive.
Yu Ci narrowed his eyes, and in the corresponding soul induction, there was light shining on the bright blue side.
The light is so special that it does not require the assistance of a divine bronze mirror. Yu Ci can "see" it purely based on his own soul induction. In the bright blue position, the light keeps flashing and changing all the time. The brightness also flickered on and off, and the emitted light and heat dominated everything, but the vital pulse of Minglan himself was obscured.
Under such circumstances, Ming Lan walked towards this side with trembling steps. The coughing kept coming at first, but it gradually stopped after walking twenty or thirty steps. At this time, she took out her handkerchief and slowly wiped away the blood stains on her lips.
By the time she was cleared, she had already passed where Yu Ci was and walked to the place where Chi Yin was lying down. She lowered her head to look at her. With her gray hair hanging down, no one could see her expression clearly.
At this time, the person closest to her was He Xianchang. The female cultivator's attitude was still serious, but now her seriousness seemed a little dignified. She said:
"Whether it hinders the relationship between the two parties depends on the opinions of both parties. What does this person think?"
A figure flashed beside him, and Yu Zhoulaodao walked to Yu Ci's side. Yu Ci seemed to hear the roar of sword energy in the void. At this moment, the surrounding atmosphere obviously changed.
There was also pressure coming down from the sky, but before he could take a closer look, Minglan had already spoken:
"It's wonderful."
The sound seems to resonate through the chest and larynx, and then vibrates the air. The sound is not loud at first, but there is a clear vibration in the eardrums.
Yu Ci’s brows twitched. This did not sound like Minglan’s tone. Moreover, what did this mean?
Ming Lan had no intention of explaining. She slowly knelt down and reached out to gently press Chi Yin's already cold heart. Her lips and teeth were slightly open, as if she was chanting a scripture. It sounded like a vague murmur, but every syllable echoed clearly in people's ears. At the beginning, no one could understand the verse about questioning Qu Naiya, but in the second half, Minglan seemed to be having a conversation with someone, and every word was clearly understood:
"My Lord once said that the human heart is the most wonderful. It has the most magnificent colors, the most exciting sounds, and the most mellow flavor in the world. In comparison, the so-called spiritual fruit delicacies taste like chewing wax and are not worth eating. Therefore, sacrifices are made When offering sacrifices, the human heart is the top priority, followed by flesh and blood, spirits, heaven and earth, and fireworks.”
Yu Ci held her breath unconsciously. The sound was like a tidal lake, overflowing and drowning people. There are layers of coolness in it, which wraps people up until it penetrates the bones and marrow.
At this time, Ming Lan raised her head, and there was a bright smile on her face that was no longer youthful, as if she had suddenly become twenty years younger:
"A round of human hearts is turbulent and changing, swaying like a flying bird flying thousands of miles, shining like fireworks across the sky, mixed with five colors and five fragrances, ever-changing, pleasing to the eye, this is great! How can the Lord of God be blamed?"
Why are you involved with the Lord of God again?
Yu Ci felt that his brain was getting bigger. He understood every word of what Ming Lan said, but when combined, the meaning of these words was blurred. There was only a vague image floating in front of his eyes, melting into Ming Lan, making her The bright smile added a layer of power that made people breathless.
A sword roar sounded in his ears, maybe it was Yu Zhou's reminder. Minglan probably heard it too. Her smile faded slightly, but she stretched out her hand and pointed at the sky:
“Shouldn’t we pay more attention to that side?”
What?
Ming Lan’s movements have the power to attract people’s hearts. At this moment, no matter Yu Ci, Yu Zhou, He Xianchang, including Xie Yan and He Liang in the sky, they couldn't help but follow the female cultivator's pointers and look away.
There is a snake shadow swimming in the sky. It had just swallowed a real Yang Shen and was trying to digest it. But when everyone's eyes were focused on it, Snake Shadow did have some problems.
The swimming long body has some abnormal rolls, and a piece of belly is obviously protruding, making people worry that the belly will burst in the next moment.
He Xian frowned slightly, activated the curse, and the snake shadow in the sky curled up, then straightened suddenly. With the help of power, the snake's kiss opened wide, and a gray air column shot out from it, about the thickness of a child's arm. , extending for tens of feet, lasting for five breaths before stopping.
In the sky, as soon as the snake shadow finished spitting out, the gray air column quickly condensed, forming a huge gray mist. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the gray fog formed a vortex. Occasionally, a golden snake leaped, and the light suddenly appeared. The vitality of the heaven and earth in that direction swirled with the vortex, and concentrated its power toward the center. It seemed that something was born from it.
Maybe it’s the real Yang Shen, why did the color change?
The sound of swords sounded in the sky. Xie Yan shook his sword, and the sharp sword energy shot through the air. It stirred at the edge of the gray fog and dispersed some of the fog, but that was all. His expression became more and more serious. At the same time, Xie Liang changed his position in the air, and the thunder bead that had been blessed by Guan Qi for many years showed its appearance, grew to the size of a fist, and floated on his shoulder. A layer of electric grid flashed and went out in the air. At the same time, he Start drawing the talisman and sealing the seal.
On the ground, a layer of fog appeared at some point. It was filled with the purest sword energy of the old Taoist.
There is no doubt that things are changing, and they are going in a direction that is not good for them.
Yu Ci didn’t know what the four of them saw. In his own soul induction, the power contained in the gray mist in the sky was too powerful. Not only on the actual level, but also in the soul induction, a huge vortex was formed. The divine will was projected over and disappeared immediately, along with His soul was a little unstable, as if he was about to leave his body again.
After suffering the loss of his soul being forcibly pulled out of his body, Yu Ci did not dare to take risks and fully recovered his soul sensing. But at this time, he noticed that not far away, there were changes on Minglan's side.
In the telepathy, Ming Lan's body was always shining with light. At this time, the light emitted over there was undergoing extremely complicated jumps. The sharp changes in intensity and light and dark made the sensor confused. This was a huge departure from the real scene he saw with his naked eyes. When all of this converged into the central , dizziness occurs.
Yu Ci closed his eyes and opened them again. At this moment, Minglan's figure disappeared. Not only her, but also Chi Yin lying on the ground, including the air several feet around, were fluctuating abnormally, like an imaginary projection.
Yu Zhou noticed this and called out "Junior Sister He", but He Xianchang, who was nearest, just shook his head:
"The great illusion can move thousands of miles away. Fa Tian Jue Lao can only control it with all his strength, but it is only five to five, and it is not worth the distraction!"
After saying that, Ming Lan’s position was empty.
From the beginning to the end, Yu Ci did not speak. He only squinted his eyes and looked at the open space. The light filtered through the slits of his eyes, as cold as frost blades.
The old Taoist stretched out a hand and blocked him in front of him, asking him to step back. At the same time, he said softly: "Concentrate on the eyes! That real Yang Shen turned into a demon is only more difficult to deal with. Your Master He's 'Fa Tian' It’s really hard to deal with this one.”
Yu Ci hummed, he would not dwell on the past and affect his judgment. The situation was really tense at this time. From his perspective, Xie Yan and He Liang were the first front in the sky, and Yu Zhou was the second. As for He Xianchang, it seemed that he was using the "Fa Tian Absolute Prison" to control everything within a ten-mile radius. The vitality of heaven and earth tried to interfere with the Qi gathering action of the real Yang Shen, but with little effect.
As he was watching, a figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Xie Yan fell down and his sword was sheathed.
"Thank you, senior brother?" Yu Zhou was a little surprised.
Xie Yan glanced at Yu Ci first with his water-colored eyes, and then said: "This momentum is a bit weird. Did you see the restriction above?"
Yu Zhou nodded: "It is a cruel method to imprison the spirit and indulge the inner demons. But it is even more unbelievable to use it on the Yang God."
"This technique looks familiar to me. You practiced in the south, do you have any impression of this technique?"
"South?"
After being reminded by him, Yu Zhou changed his mind and glanced towards He Xianchang, his voice deepened slightly: "Tai Xuan Star Lock?"
With a "pop" sound, Xie Yan used his fist to grab Yu Ci and flew backwards. At the same time, he screamed: "Get away! That's not a gathering of shapes, but a demon rushing into the heart... He Qing ! ”
Yu Ci was pulled by him, flying like lightning. Yu Zhou also rose up with his sword from behind, turning into an illusory streak of water, and followed closely. Under this situation, Yu Ci still had time to think more: "It turns out that He Xian's full name is He Qing..."
At this time, the speed of the chanting sound of the Immortal He Qing suddenly accelerated, and the light belt appeared from high in the sky again, stretched out, and circled outside the gray mist. The moment they connected end to end, a "noise" appeared in the void. "There was a sound on the ground, and the sky shook violently. The gray mist gathered in it stagnated, and then expanded violently outward. However, the light belt buckle ring was bundled on the outside, and it blocked the first wave of momentum!
The gray mist at this time looked like a fat man whose waist was forcibly restrained. There was a concave circle in the middle, and wisps of clouds were squeezed out on both sides, and then flowed back under the strong magnetic force of the circle, drawing a circle. Circles of arcs are hooked on the ring, and the whole is like a carefully woven tubular flower basket.
But everyone can see that this situation cannot last long.
Xie Liang began to move back. The golden snake around him was surrounded by electric fire. With a loud explosion, the figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was not far away from Yu Ci and others. The last one is He Qing. This female cultivator is still chanting the sound of the mantra. She seems to be moving back step by step, but one step is a hundred steps away, shrinking the world into a finger, and her speed is not slow at all.
At this moment, the ring could not withstand the rising force and began to disintegrate. When the gray fog was rising, the sharp voice of the real Yang Shen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly exploded in the sky:
"Yu Qingxuan, I want to **** you ten thousand times!"
The sound waves that penetrated my ears were filled with despair and resentment.
Amidst the shouts, the gray fog and haze exploded, filling the air for ten miles in an instant, covering the clouds and the moon. Under the dark sky, the green-gray energy twists and turns, as if thousands of ghosts are coming out, rushing towards them.
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