Invincible Powers Chapter 242: Let me protect you!
Wu Xiting smiled and summoned Guan Xianyun of the Ghost Fu Sect.
In his hand, he held a palm-sized bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror is simple and unsophisticated, and it is old at first glance, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes and oldness.
The mirror surface of the bronze mirror is not too clear, and the characters and scenes illuminated are very blurry.
But when the palm-sized bronze mirror was aimed at Guan Xianyun, the figure of this strong man who had been trapped at the peak of the Yin God Realm for many years in the Ghost Talisman Sect suddenly froze in the void.
Wu Xiting smiled playfully and said, "Brother Guan, why are you so eager?"
The three talismans that Guan Xianyun pasted on his forehead, chest and lower dantian were burning with a "chichi", and crimson, golden yellow and lavender flames were released violently from his upper dantian, middle dantian, and lower dantian.
Soul thoughts, qi and blood, and psionic energy, the three kinds of energies of practitioners, erupted suddenly.
Guan Xianyun's stagnant figure turned back awkwardly, facing the burning flames, smiled bitterly at Wu Xiting, and said in a difficult tone: "Heaven-level artifact, Yuanhuo mirror."
Wu Xiting's eyes were strange, he nodded, and said: "My brother has good eyesight, and he actually recognized the artifacts of my Dongyang Mountain. You are right, the artifact of Yuanhuo Jing was obtained by me when I was lucky enough to advance to the Soul Wandering Realm. It was given by the owner of Dongyang Mountain.”
"Yuanhuo Mirror is only a first-grade heaven-level artifact. I am really ashamed of the generous gift of the mountain master. After so long, I have not been able to raise the grade of Yuanhuo Mirror to a higher level."
He said with regret to Guan Xianyun.
Inside the palm-sized Yuanhuo mirror, Guan Xianyun's blurred figure was quietly reflected.
Guan Xianyun, who was determined to escape from the Yinfeng Valley, the moment his figure appeared in the mirror of Yuanhuo Mirror, the Yinshen sinking in the sea of soul consciousness suddenly sensed something was wrong.
His yin spirit was suddenly exposed to the scorching sun, and the heat was rolling.
Before he came to his senses, he discovered that the three talismans had been burned to ashes.
At this time, he was not able to rush into the "Ghost Fire Poison Formation", and he was also unable to escape from Yinfeng Valley.
Three strange runes worth tens of thousands of gold were inexplicably wasted.
No one knows how precious those three talismans are.
In order to obtain the three talismans that do not belong to the Ghost Talisman Sect, he spent several years traveling deep into the northern part of the Nirvana Continent. It was rumored that there was a cemetery of a great talisman master. At that time, at the speed of lightning and flint, three talismans were stolen.
It took a long time to comprehend the mystery of the talisman, branded it into my blood and soul seal, and finally made the three talismans available to me.
His attainment in one rune has been rapidly improved because of this, and his realm has reached the peak of the late Yin God Realm.
It's only a little bit short of reaching the Soul Wandering Realm.
But now, Wu Xiting sacrificed the Yuanhuo Mirror, and the three talismans that could have helped him escape from the Valley of Dark Winds had turned into ashes.
"Master Mei! Master Mei, we are always on your side from the beginning to the end!"
The other two members of Leixiao Temple and several practitioners from Qianxuan Continent shouted loudly after Wu Xiting attacked Guan Xianyun.
Those people suddenly realized that Wu Xiting of Yuanyang Sect and Mei Qiurong of Xuantian Sect were going to kill.
Mei Qiurong remained expressionless, looking at the two elders of Lei Xiao Temple, and at the rest of the people, remaining silent.
Wu Xiting laughed loudly and said: "Some things about Yinfenggu cannot be known to others, so I can only apologize."
He flicked his sleeves.
The palm-sized Primordial Fire Mirror flew into the sky, gradually unfolding like a large mirror hanging from the sky.
Everyone in the valley looked up and found that their own figures appeared in the mirror in the sky.
In an instant, things change and stars move, and the world spins!
When they came to their senses, many people were horrified to find that their three souls of heaven, earth and man seemed to have separated from their flesh and blood, and had fallen into the primordial fire mirror in the sky.
The world inside the Yuanhuo Mirror is another space.
That space is formed by blazing flames, erupting volcanoes are everywhere, and the sky is full of fire rain. There are countless unknown flames, flying like spiritual consciousness.
The practitioners from various countries in the Qianxuan Continent who got into it inexplicably, were all wailing.
In the entire Yinfeng Valley, only Long Tianxiao, Guan Xianyun, Chen Qingyan and Yu Yuan were left without the Yuanhuo Mirror changing their souls.
Long Tianxiao, with a human head and a dragon body, huddled in a corner, using some secret dragon technique, surrounded by golden light, struggling to resist.
Guan Xianyun used the ghost talisman sect's secret technique, and there was a dark halo behind his head, and the ghost talismans and ghosts in the halo were annihilated.
He is using the ghost talisman, as well as the many ghosts in the ghost talisman, to block the upside-down soul of the Yuanhuo mirror.
Chen Qingyan held the snakeskin scabbard, if he had an amulet in his hand, he would not be pulled by Yuan Huojing at all.
As for Yu Yuan...
In the Yuanhuo Mirror, when Yu Yuan changed the sky and changed the world with his supernatural power to reflect his three souls of heaven, earth and man, he only once again reached a connection with the distant Huahun Pool and the four simple black characters in the strange space at the bottom. Tie.
With 10% connection, the three souls sit firmly in their own sea of soul consciousness, motionless.
"Hey, this kid is a bit weird."
Wu Xiting, who moved the Yuanhuo mirror with his soul, glanced at Yu Yuan in surprise, and touched the non-existent beard on his chin.
"I can't peel off his three souls with the Xuantian Nether Vortex I used, and naturally your Yuanhuo Mirror can't do it either." Mei Qiurong said.
As soon as these words came out, Wu Xiting was even more surprised.
"Senior Wu, you promised me!" Chen Qingyan said.
Wu Xiting, who wanted to put pressure on Yu Yuan again, yelled at her, frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Forget it, I'll come and ask that kid later."
Speaking in this way, he put all his energy on Yuan Huo Jing.
In the primordial fire mirror, clusters of manifested souls, the weakest ones, have exploded and dissipated like gorgeous fireworks.
At this time, Yu Yuan, who had been standing at the entrance leading to the underground cave, suddenly walked towards the thin black girl nailed to the rock wall with a short spear without saying a word.
Every step he took was firm and heavy, but his expression was surprisingly calm.
Mei Qiurong frowned slightly, her figure swept away, and appeared at his original position.
She glanced at Yu Yuan first, then lowered her head and looked towards the entrance of the cave.
Wu Xiting didn't forget to look at Yu Yuan when he was beating the killer. When he found that Yu Yuan was going towards the black and thin girl, he didn't stop him, with a mocking smile on his lips.
That smile seems to be saying: With your cultivation base, what can you do in the past?
How lethal and miraculous the short spear is, who can know it clearly?
Not to mention Yu Yuan of Dark Moon City, even Chen Qingyan of Sword Sect, even if he walked up to the rock wall, it would not be very possible to help the black and skinny girl he was eyeing get out of trouble.
Because of this confidence, he not only stood still, but also looked at the joke.
"Leave it to you from above, and I will go underground."
Mei Qiurong left such a sentence, holding the Tiangong seal in one hand and the yellow gourd in the other, suddenly floated down to the cave leading to the bottom, and disappeared after a flash.
The killing in the valley is going on.
Chen Qingyan took a deep breath, looking at Yu Yuan with complicated eyes, hesitating and struggling in his heart.
At least Wu Xiting in Soul Wandering Realm, holding the Yuanhuo Mirror and the short spear, and Mei Qiurong who fell into the realm, holding the seal of Tiangong in his hand, should have the ability to restrain Anjie Mountain Strange thing.
It is also the three great masters and elders, whose realm is far beyond her.
If she were to tear her face apart, of course she would not die because of her master's threat.
But in that case, I'm afraid there is no possibility, let Wu Xiting and Mei Qiurong let Yu Yuan go because of her, right?
Chen Qingyan finally chose to stand still.
She just looked at Yu Yuan for a moment, wondering what Yu Yuan was going to do.
Can you save it?
…
With her back against the rock wall, a section of colorful joints, no longer glowing, her hands drooping, her chest carapace burst, as if she sensed Yu Yuan's approach.
Her shoulders suddenly trembled slightly.
Her lowered head was lifted up with great difficulty.
Hey!
The beams of crimson fire seemed to know her intentions, as if taming and teaching her, suddenly burst out from the short spear.
In an instant, blood spattered on her chest, and pieces of shattered carapace exploded and fell off.
Each piece of carapace is the coagulation of her blood essence, carrying the imprint of her spirit, and is extremely precious.
It is broken, originally, there is also a chance to recombine and recast again.
But after it exploded and fell off, it was completely destroyed. No matter how difficult it is to recast, it can only grow again in a more difficult way in the years to come.
Of course.
Even when pieces of carapace exploded and fell off, she still did not hesitate, and desperately raised her head in extreme pain.
Halfway raising her head, half of her chest carapace burst and fell off. Feeling the departure of energy, blood, and spirit, she felt a little lost and at a loss, but when Yu Yuan finally appeared in her emerald green eyes, a gleam of love suddenly bloomed so bright!
That gleam of expression, like lightning from a dark room, instantly brightened her already dim eyes.
It also has its heart.
Just like that, she looked at Yu Yuan in a trance, her eyes were suddenly unpredictable, giving birth to countless complicated emotions.
It seems that there are thousands of words, with those eyes, uttered.
Happiness, joy, and satisfied emotions completely replaced resentment, resentment, and grievance.
At the end, there is only one emotion in those eyes.
Let Yu Yuan live well.
—Don't worry about her.
In front of the rock wall, Yu Yuan raised his head, looked at her, and took a deep breath.
"Dongyang Mountain, Wu Xiting."
He didn't speak, but these six words screamed in Yu Yuan's heart.
He never thought that the backhand he prepared for his own reincarnation would become such a high-level intelligent creature after three hundred years of advanced transformation.
From the time she emerged from the miasma and became the little girl with black hands, a special emotion that had never existed before grew in Yu Yuan's heart.
"I don't want you to protect me anymore, I'm more than three hundred years late, let me protect you."
There are many caves on the rock wall, but only one has no poisonous smoke.
There was a dark wind blowing out of that cave.
Suddenly, the gloomy wind that stopped because she was severely injured and nailed to the rock wall roared out again.
Not running towards Wu Xiting, not towards Mei Qiurong, but flying towards Yu Yuan.
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