Ask the Mirror Chapter 246: Long whip
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The sound of breaking through the air caused by the falling of the precious mirror was the only sound that Yu Ci heard in his ears in a short period of time.
The next moment, the entangled blue light blocked the astonishing power of the Yuan Yuan Staff. Yu Ci's body was shaken again. The strong pressure of the Yuan Yuan Staff reached his body, and countless muscles in his body were torn. These were all hidden injuries. At the moment when his whole body was shaken violently, Yu Ci's eardrum was shattered. In the aftermath, even his face was numb, and a wet feeling flowed down his ear hole.
Yu Ci couldn't care about this anymore. In his eyes, the golden light and green light collided in the first moment, swinging out more than ten consecutive apertures in the most violent manner, spreading in all directions. Along with this wave of strong light, Yu Ci's energy seemed to be thrown into a bottomless pit, and he disappeared without a trace without even making a sound. Almost in an instant, he was exhausted. Only the Yin Shen, who had long been connected with the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror, still had the feeling of existence, but it was like a candle in the wind, and would be extinguished at any time.
This was the first time that Yu Ci actually actively activated the soul-eating power of the Illuminating Bronze Mirror. At this moment, he understood that he was still far from being able to control the mirror freely. The huge consumption is a hurdle that is almost impossible to overcome.
But he also saw that before the astonishing magical power of the Pressure Yuan Zang, the Divine Bronze Jiansi was undamaged!
This book was within his expectation. Just like that day, on the mountain road of Zhixin Guanwai, the Illuminating God Bronze Mirror blocked the God-killing thorn known as "all things are indestructible", and its most critical function is also here. After the hard impact, it turned on silently.
At the soul level, Yu Ci's mind was suddenly attracted by an irresistible pulling force, and was directed towards the violently twisted area "over his head". At this moment, Yu Ci seemed to be being rotated rapidly. The wheel twisted, and the force of tearing apart almost killed him instantly.
He wanted to scream loudly, but fortunately, a few limited attempts in the past few days made him a little prepared. He was not overwhelmed by the huge pain that came from the attack, but pushed through it, and then after all the hardships, he His mind seemed to suddenly become one with the twisted space power. No matter how twisting and turning it was, it could no longer cause harm to him.
This is the advanced state of the Yin Shen Yu Bao Mirror. Yu Ci knew that he had temporarily gained deep control over the Illuminating God Bronze Mirror.
.’s pain was cut off in an instant, and his mental acuity increased ten to twenty times. Never before had Yu Ci been able to grasp so clearly the remnant soul of Zheng Yan two miles away like at this moment. He is like a skilled fisherman who can understand the swimming status of fish in the water with just the thread of his fishing rod.
Cheng Yen is the bait, and the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror is the fishing rod. At this moment, the "fisherman" exerts his strength. At the soul level, the twisted space formed by the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror is like a flood that bursts its embankment, expanding its territory unscrupulously, and like spreading water. A fishing net was opened, and thousands of threads were intertwined under the hood.
The order in the soul space was chaotic for a while, the colors of the "soul sources" on both sides changed drastically, and the light flickered. On the outside, Tu Ling was keenly aware of the danger. He used the Danzhu Zhensha to activate the power of the Yuan Pressing Staff with all his strength, hoping to kill Yu Ci before the danger came.
The Yuan Yuan Staff flew away from his hand, and the golden light was washed away in mid-air, revealing its true color. The green color rippled like water waves. The monk wanted to use this method to break through the protection of the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror, but he was a step too late.
Tu Lingzheng used the relic pill bead as the center and tried his best to control the changes of the Yuan Pressing Staff. However, an external force suddenly broke out. There was no warning at all, but it grabbed the remnant soul of Zheng Yan who was still struggling inside the pill bead. The ground jumped. At this moment, the structure that originally held the soul, soul, and energy together was shaken into chaos!
The center is in chaos, how can the Yuan Pressing Staff not be in chaos? Thousands of Qi machines suddenly went sideways, and the wave-like Qi light of the treasure staff immediately deflected. Although it had passed the protection of the treasure mirror, it landed several feet away from Yu Ci. The Qi light fell to the ground, covering a ten-foot-square area of land. More than half a foot thick of the soil layer was wiped away, and the newly exposed soil layer was like mud, which had been shaken to a thin layer.
Tu Ling didn't care about that at all. When the relic beads were beating, his face became solemn and he slowly fell to the ground. As soon as his buttocks touched the soil, blood was already flowing from his facial features and seven orifices. Yu Ci didn't put a finger on him, but the Danzhu Qi that was involved suddenly caused Tu Ling great harm. This is just the beginning!
The monk managed to open his eyes, and through the scattered light, he saw the outline of Yu Ci's figure in the distance. There, Yu Ci also sat down softly. In front of him, the green light was coiled like a wheel, spinning and swallowing, like a standing vortex, which was very supernatural. Tu Ling could clearly see that the power that moved the structure of his relic pill came from there, and there was no sign of weakening at this moment.
What kind of person is he? After suffering a big loss, he immediately saw that although the strange treasure was extremely powerful, it could only act on the souls of monks. The soul and energy are mixed into one and form a system of their own. The opponent will never find a chance to attack, but there is a flaw in his soul that should never exist:
"Disciple Cheng Yen, you are very good!"
The long-lost anger suddenly surged, and nameless fire burned all over his body in an instant, and even his eyes turned red for a moment. Tu Ling knew that this was because he was traumatized and caused inner demons to grow, but knowing it was one thing and solving it was another. He doesn't have time to calm down now. He has no choice but to use this demonic fire to fight to hurt both sides. He must first kill the remnant soul of Cheng Yan and cut off the hook line through which the green light of the wheel transmits mana, and then he can do other things!
With a "whoosh" sound, the relic alchemy beads, which were already rising and shrinking, suddenly caught fire. The fire was of jet black color, wrapped in a ball and rolled up and down, making endless sizzling sounds.
Once Tu Ling was cruel, Zheng Yan’s remnant soul had no power to resist. In the blink of an eye, most of the remnant soul was wiped away, leaving only those tiny remnants, filled with irredeemable hatred and malice. , relying on the divine star to make the last desperate resistance.
Tu Ling's eyes were completely red, regardless of the loss of essence, he was focused on promoting the magic fire. As he expected, as Zheng Yan's remnant soul was on the verge of exhaustion, the power transmitted from the distance did show signs of decline, and the one that had always been elusive The entity's starlight finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to "flicker" rapidly and would go out at any time. Tu Ling even came into contact with some of the deep mysteries of the starlight.
"Such a 'seed' form seems to be from the north..."
With his vast knowledge, a single spiritual light is enough to illuminate many things. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the origin of the treasure was already on his lips. At this moment, his scalp tightened, and he looked at the void in front of him. There was a gray-green light, like a poisonous snake, swimming in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived. In front of you.
What a long whip!
This whip was exactly what Yu Ci was attacking. He didn't move at the same place, but where he waved his hand, there was this gray-green light hitting the void. In the blink of an eye, he crossed two miles. The speed of the whip was so fast that it could be said that he could see light without seeing shadow, and it was silent and extremely strange.
Tu Ling was in a bad state at this time, but he still had basic reactions. He reluctantly exerted his strength and moved his body two feet, just enough to allow the light whip to hit the front. But in the next moment, a long "ding" sound was heard in the eardrums. It was crisp and sweet at first, but then it rose upwards, from sweet to sharp, and then to an almost shattering, chaotic noise that swept through the brain in an instant.
There was a "boom" in the monk's head, and just when he was shouting "Oh no!", his soul had left his position and his mind was groggy. His only ray of intelligence was still thinking about controlling the hanging relic beads. But what he touched was a whirlpool that was irresistible.
He shifted his gaze in a trance. The green light that expanded and contracted in the distance, in the alternation of light and dark, was no longer a ball of light, but the outline of a giant beast. The monster was opening its **** mouth and wiping out two Within a few miles, he swallowed his own relic elixir in one gulp!
The vision went dark, and the Soul-Slaying Soul was floating and turning, as if struggling in a whirlpool. The little bit of spiritual energy was being consumed rapidly, and only endless doubts and absurdity filled my heart:
"Rakshasa phantom sound...what's going on?"
Two miles away, Yu Ci roared loudly and stood up suddenly. Although the whip he had just forcibly activated had penetrated his limits and damaged his essence, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably, he now had a reason to let it go.
In the darkening mountain forest in the distance, the body of Monk Tu Ling fell and there was no sound anymore. The green light of the Divine Bronze Jian in front of him converged, and then he landed on the ground. After two low rotations, he landed flat on the soil.
Farther away, the sword light was like a rainbow, piercing the night sky and flying over.
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