Chapter: 952
My heart is shaking!
And Ao Yan's pretty face seemed like a reflection, and there was a worried look between her eyebrows!
This time, I really see it clearly!
I can also be sure that the last glimpse was not my illusion!
"Ao Yan!"
I called out in a low voice.
Ao Yan in the mirror is not static, but dynamic! Ao Yan seems to be in the mirror!
Now it can be basically confirmed, I am afraid that Ao Yan is trapped in this mirror!
But when I finished this call, I didn't get any reply, but in the mirror, Ao Yan's face disappeared again.
Immediately, I became anxious. I reached out and touched the mirror, but this mirror was no different from an ordinary mirror, and there was no response.
"Why don't you just break this mirror and take a look?"
A bold thought popped into my head!
Broke this mirror directly with brute force!
Apart from this method, I don't have any clues, and I don't know how to rescue Ao Yan from the mirror!
I have no impulse, this method is still too reckless, if I break the mirror, I will not save Ao Yan, but this mirror is a passage, I break it, and also break the passage to save Ao Yan , then my intestines are afraid that I will regret it.
I activated the first holy qi machine to try to destroy a small piece of mirror first. If there is no reaction, I will stop immediately!
As soon as I thought about it, I began to meticulously move the holy qi machine towards the mirror.
For me now, my ability to control the first holy qi machine has reached the point of "subtle", and with the help of the soul, the first holy qi machine can be displayed according to my intention very accurately. At this moment, these forces directly Broke a small part of the mirror!
This small part of the shattered mirror revealed an air of emptiness...
My eyes suddenly widened!
After the mirror, there really is a hole in the world!
What these mirrors do is to hide the space behind!
Seeing this, I also understood, I immediately increased the power of the first holy qi machine, and more than a thousand holy qi machines came out and smashed into this mirror!
The mirror shattered suddenly. The defense level of this mirror is not high, and it is far from the level I expected. I broke it easily!
And when the mirror shattered, a black hole-like area was formed behind it...
I can't wait to step into it by myself!
The world behind the mirror is pitch-dark. After I enter it, I can't see anything. At the same time, the first holy energy in my body seems to be suppressed by a supreme force, and I can't use it at all!
My heart is dignified, and I can't use the first holy air machine, which means that my strength is directly cut in half!
However, I was not particularly panicked, and I prepared all the possible dangers before coming.
"Here, I'm afraid not to mention the Qiandao first holy qi machine, even the ten thousand Taoist holy qi machine will be suppressed, the ancient drama is worthy of the sky, a good method..."
I secretly thought.
At the same time, I also understand where I am.
Here, it should be another space opened up by the ancient opera, located in a closed space in the void space...
In layman's terms, this place is similar to another ancient land, except that it has no land and is only a space surrounded by mysterious taboos.
The four ancient places are all located in the void space, like a house in the void space. The ancient opera is equivalent to opening a passage connecting the void space in the Dongsheng Hidden Mansion, and building a strange little house.
"Good method... This method of closing the space, I'm afraid even the gods can't figure it out."
I secretly admired.
Wanting to recreate a confined space is not a simple matter, it is comparable to the sky.
If there is no accident, when ancient dramas did not appear in the old house in the past, they should all rest here...
Just as I was thinking, a door suddenly appeared in front of me.
This gate is located in the center.
Facing the door that suddenly appeared, my eyelids jumped slightly, but without any hesitation, I went straight to the door.
They have already come here, and there is nothing to be afraid of, maybe Ao Yan is behind the door that suddenly appeared.
And when I entered the door, a soul appeared in front of me!
The soul of the Octagonal Immortal!
I sucked in a breath of cold air, the soul of Immortal Octagon is right in front of me at the moment!
There is no need to look for it. Although I also guessed that the soul of the eight-cornered immortal may also be in this world, I was a little surprised that he actually appeared.
If I find the divine soul, I will be able to destroy him, and I will be able to completely master the immortal position!
And mastering the immortal position, not only has a qualitative improvement to my strength, but also allows me to get rid of the threat of the immortal prison in my body!
"and many more……"
But for a moment, I quickly discovered the difference.
I saw that the soul of Immortal Octagon had no consciousness and was extremely weak.
How is this going?
The soul of Immortal Octagon seems to be weaker than before, and now he has no consciousness.
At first, I thought that Immortal Bajiao should have reached some kind of agreement with the ancient opera, so I hid in the old house to recover, but now it seems to be a little different from what I expected...
"It doesn't matter, the state of this divine soul has nothing to do with me. It's business to kill him quickly."
I murmured in my heart, and then, I urged the power of my soul to press on it.
The spirits are mutually restrained against the spirits. The battle between the spirits is to see which side has the better spirits. Obviously, the spirit of the eight-pointed immortal who has no consciousness is no match for me, and I can easily destroy him!
But when the power of my soul was suppressed, a terrifying force of countermeasures shook out in an instant!
I was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back.
I saw that an illusory slap appeared on the soul of Immortal Octagon!
This slap print resisted my attack on the soul of the Eight-horned Immortal Monarch!
I squinted and looked at the illusory palm print, frowning and muttering, "No! Ancient opera has a taboo on the soul of the Eight-horned Immortal Monarch, and no one else can touch this soul at all."
I have some regrets, no doubt, the means of ancient opera cannot be cracked by me at present, and I don't even have the idea to try it.
Soon, I found out that the slap left by the ancient opera was not only used to resist outsiders, but also used to suppress the spirit of the Eight-horned Immortal Monarch! JrNovels.com