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Being in the icy lake, Ye Lingyue also felt the ban on the periphery, and there was a strong impact, trying to break the ban.

Only when you are in the mirror, will you know how powerful the mirror is.

It can be seen how strong the person outside is.

who is it?

Ye Lingyue is amazed. Among the few people she knows, there seems to be no such master.

"I don't know the juniors who lived and died, but a **** demon soldier, I want to destroy my method of mirroring. Today I will let you see and see, what is called the difference."

The pride of the beast from thirty-three days made the mirror sound a big hit.

I saw only one of the six mirrors, and there was a mirror that broke open.

In the moment of the broken mirror, there is a strong rebound force in the white mist suddenly emerged.

The **** spear of the blood was broken and cracked. The blood-deviled blood-deviled soldier was the devil of the life, and was suddenly crushed. The lethality against him was also huge.

He "squats" and retired dozens of steps in succession, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

In order to prevent the blood-dead blood-devils from ruining the mirror, the mirror sounds forcefully destroys a mirror and uses the power of the mirror to bounce off the **** spear.

Such an approach did indeed defeat the blood magic soldiers in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the damage to the mirror itself is huge.

Eight mirrors have broken three sides.

Especially after the third mirror was broken, the shadow of the winter melody was also blurred in the remaining five mirrors.

Obviously, the more the mirror is destroyed, the more trauma it causes for the mirror of the beast.

Not only that, the mirror destroyed by the mirror sound is exactly the side of the south side that Ye Lingyue wanted to destroy earlier.

"Good insurance, I almost got it wrong."

Ye Lingyue secretly spit out his tongue.

However, she also found a little different when the third mirror of the genius was broken.

Under the double blessing of the Buddha's heart and the mind of God, Ye Lingyue finally captured, and the mirror in the west was undulating in power, which was somewhat different.

In that mirror, what is hidden is the true body of the mirror?

The corner of her eye is like a mirror that has not been swept away.

Outside the icy lake, the **** spear of blood is forced by the rebound force of the fifth mirror. The blood is delayed by dozens of steps. The magic of his body is tumbling, such as turning over the river, it is difficult to calm down for a long time.

The blood slowly raised his head and looked at the seemingly indestructible white mist.

Unwillingness, anger and worry about all kinds of complex emotions appear in his eyes.

"The blood is late, your kid will not die. The beast is thirty-three days old, not the ninety-nine of us can break."

Yan Chiqing could not help but admonish.

"How about thirty-three days, is it true that the souls of the ninety-nine places are destined to be weaker than thirty-three days?"

The red hair with a late blood is dazzling like a fire.

"Well, there is no distinction between strength and weakness in life. There are no thirty-three days, and ninety-nine places are not."

There is a leisurely male voice that doesn't appear.

The blood was late and the sorrow was stunned. They looked around and there was no ghost in the surroundings.

"Who? If you have the ability, don't hide your head and tail."

Yan Chiqing is sullen.

They actually did not even find out the outsiders, and the strength of the other side was terrible.

"I have never been hiding, you look up."

In the face of Yu Chiqing's unreasonableness, the person who came from a very good temper was not angry.

look up?

The blood is late and the late green is not moved by the line of sight.

Going up... Above the two, there is only the sky.

From the blood of the blood to the body of the blood magic soldiers, until they heard the voice of a strange man, and then blinked for a few hours, the sky has been dim, and even the blizzard has stopped.

Surrounded by silence, like the rest of the world, the night has arrived.

it's dark? !

The blood is late and the sputum is blue.

The ice of the cursed original sun is not falling all the time, so it will never be said in the dark.

The sky, the ice that is not scattered, the sun is gone!

They both stared at the sky.

The ice and the sun are really gone.

To be precise, it is not missing. The location where the ice fire was in the past has now appeared in a formation.

The law, flashing blue and white light.

The voice that was heard earlier in the blood and Qi Chiqing was heard from the formation.

"The formation will speak?"

Qi Chiqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's not a battle, it's someone in the formation."

The blood is gazing at the one-of-kind method, and there is a strange flash of light in the fundus.

Just when the blood was finished, in the array, a blue light burst out.

The blue light falls exactly at the position where the blood is late and the sputum is ten steps away.

The two men subconsciously retired, but the feet just lifted up, and the two felt stiff and unable to move.

Among the blue light, the shadow is getting clearer and clearer.

A man, from the blue light, came out.

When I saw the man's moment, the blood was late and the late Qing was surprised.

The man in front of him is like a shining moon, a white coat, but he is different from the ordinary monk. He does not shave, but has a long hair.

He walked very slowly and his heel barely landed.

Like a white swaying in the night, the beauty makes people forget for a moment.

The man's eyes are deep and there are not too many expressions on the face, but there is a sense of holiness that makes people dare not look straight.

Yes, it is a sense of holiness.

Only the next moment, the blood is blurted out.

"You are a Buddhist man."

This sentence is not a question, but a statement.

Obviously, the blood has already determined the identity of the other party.

Walking out from the ice and fire, there is no divine power fluctuations and no magic fluctuations.

The other party obviously does not belong to a foreign country.

There are no such people in the ninety-nine places.

"Barren, the law is like ink."

Ji Rumo slammed the two people slightly.

Even after staying for thirty-three days for hundreds of years, Ji Rumo still did not get rid of the arrogance of those Buddhists.

He treats people very peacefully, and is a sorghum of good reputation that thousands of Buddhas rarely see.

Even though the two people in front of them are different demons, in the eyes of Ji Rumo, the two of them are no different from the disciples in Buddhism, not to mention the two men who have helped the moon.

A white dress like snow, looks temperament is a dusty and refined man is actually called Rumo ... If you do not consider the strength of the other party is unfathomable, blood late and Qi Chiqing will definitely turn a blind eye at this moment.

"Buddha and foreign countries, from the inside are well water without breaking the river, you go to a foreign country, what is it?"

Despite being seriously injured, he can be the owner of the Heavenly Devil, and his blood is not friendly to the Buddhist monks.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Buddhism is the embodiment of compassion, but some people know that the gang behind the Buddha's door is just a group of savvy guys.