In front of the Dead River, Xue Yuankong looked at the dark river formed by the accumulation of dead air, and his eyes were also deep and boundless.

"Are you ready? I'll untie the rope on your body when you cross the river soon, and you can go to the other side of the river to fight with the mirror demon, and try to cause more damage to it, or it won't be long before I become the master of god-level spiritual weapons, and naturally your benefits will be indispensable." Xue Yuankong glanced at Yu Ling, who was wrapped around his body with black ropes, and said indifferently.

Since Xue Yuankong made this crazy plan, except for Li Jieyi, who was knocked unconscious by him and locked in the stone cave, everyone else was tied up and forcibly taken to the Dead River, ready to carry out wheel tactics against the mirror demon.

It's not that everyone didn't try to escape, but except for Xipeng, the others had already been manipulated by Xue Yuankong, and they didn't have the power to resist at all, and Yuling, Yang Zhaoke and Xipeng were Xue Yuankong's opponents.

In essence, Xue Yuankong and the Mirror Demon are both the same kind of people, unscrupulous in order to achieve their ends, and other people's right and wrong, good and evil can never frame them in it, and they will always feel that they are right.

"Ling Ling, it's easy to walk all the way, it's a big deal, I'll ask the mirror demon to pin me next to you later! Yang Zhaoke sighed.

Yu Ling really admired her a little, this girl's nerves had already broken through the sky, didn't she see that her father was gloomy and in a bad mood, but she had already begun to plan for the future.

Yu Ling didn't plan to pin all his hopes on Xue Yuankong, and even he felt that even if the mirror demon self-destructed, it would be impossible to recognize Xue Yuankong as the master, this god-level spirit weapon was still quite individual, and it could be seen from the fact that he had just automatically split and didn't want to be captured, he was the kind of "person" who would rather be broken than broken.

He had to find another way, otherwise he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in the deepest part of the barren mountain forbidden land.

There is never an absolute hopelessness in this world, and there must be, there must be a glimmer of life.

Xue Yuankong carried him over the Dead River, the thick dead air was steaming up, Yu Ling only felt that his body was frozen in qi and blood, his breathing gradually became slow, his heartbeat gradually became weak, and the shadow of death covered little by little.

This was still the result of Xue Yuankong blocking most of the dead qi erosion.

Sure enough, without the cultivation of the peak of blood condensation, don't think about crossing this dead river.

The ancient desolation technique in Yu Ling's body was surging, and the strong energy was floating up and down his body, tearing all the invading death qi to shreds, and the "soft" power in his blood was also accelerating the blood qi circulation, healing the damage caused by the death qi.

"Your physique is really much stronger than that of a mid-stage martial artist in blood coagulation. If it weren't for the fact that I'm busy dealing with the Mirror Demon right now, I'd really want to study your bloodline. Xue Yuankong glanced at Yu Ling, his clothes fluttering, and swept across the Dead River.

Yu Ling didn't say a word, just concentrated on resisting the erosion of dead qi, after all, the mirror demon's attack on him was ineffective, as long as he accumulated a little more strength and avoided passing out directly, there was still room for things to turn around.

However, Xue Yuankong didn't give him this chance, and just more than half of the Dead River had crossed, he untied the rope on Yu Ling's body and threw him straight to the other side of the river: "I hope you don't let me down." ”

After all, what he wants is for the Mirror Demon to condense into Yu Ling, and then kill him to deplete the Mirror Demon's vitality, if Yu Ling and the Mirror Demon have stalemate in the past, wouldn't he have worked in vain?

Without Xue Yuankong's protection, countless dead qi suddenly rushed towards Yu Ling frantically, and in an instant, the temperature of his body cooled down, and the Xuan power and death qi in his body were entangled bitterly, but they still collapsed again and again.

Yu Ling gritted his teeth, picked up the last of his Xuan power, and his whole body was like a cannon popping out of the chamber, and in an instant, he swept a few hundred meters away and fell on the other side of the Dead River.

With a "bang", Yu Ling was no longer able to control his body, and fell directly to the solid ground, and the violent shock made his blood float all over his body, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But because of this, his cold body gradually warmed up, and little by little the dead air was eliminated.

Xue Yuankong still underestimated his recovery ability, but in just a dozen seconds, Yu Ling's qi and blood were already smooth, and the Xuan Force was flowing as before.

He got up and looked at the huge round mirror in front of him, estimated to be a hundred meters in diameter, Yu Ling was less than two meters tall and stood below, as small as a dust ant, not worth mentioning at all.

But after such a long time, the mirror demon hasn't reacted yet?

If he could condense in an instant, then Yu Ling was still in the erosion of dead qi, and he had no ability to resist at all.

As soon as Yu Ling flashed this thought, a figure identical to him stepped out of the mirror, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said quite incomprehensibly: "Why are you so strange, your bloodline is completely beyond my simulation ability, and your soul is ...... Why is it not in line with the body? Who are you?"

Yu Ling looked at this face, he really had a feeling like looking in the mirror, he didn't feel anything when the mirror demon turned into Xue Yuankong before, but now that he has turned into himself, this sense of disobedience and awkwardness is simply overwhelming.

"Then you don't have to be me. Yuling said honestly and unceremoniously.

The mirror demon sneered, "Is there anyone else here besides you?" If I don't condense out, I will have to be trapped here for the rest of my life." ”

He raised his feet and walked towards Yuling, and said with a cruel smile: "I haven't settled the account with you just now, I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself, do you want to die and go crazy?"

"Since you and I are ineffective in attacking each other, what you say is very boring. Yuling said lightly.

The Mirror Demon said coldly: "Five hundred years ago, there was a person who crossed the Dead River with a regenerative leaf in his mouth, and he was not eroded by the death qi at all, how do you think I took him?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge mirror surface that reached out and towered into the sky: "Do you think my main body is just a decoration? ”

The mirror with many cracks flickered slightly, and a beam of brilliant light was projected down, instantly enveloping Yu Ling in it.

Yu Ling couldn't move for a moment, he didn't expect the mirror demon to have such means, no wonder he looked fearless.

Seeing that the mirror demon approached in a few steps, Yu Ling immediately said, "Don't you want to know why I crossed the trap? With my strength alone, I can't cross the river of death." ”

The mirror demon glanced at him and said lightly: "Xue Yuankong brought you over?" did he do this on purpose, intending to kill me and deplete the energy of my body?"

"It's good that you know, he has prepared nine Blood Condensation Martial Artists, including me, and is ready to consume your strength again and again, you shouldn't be able to afford such a wheel battle, right?" Yu Ling's eyes swept over the cracks on the mirror, and he reminded quietly.

The corners of the mirror demon's eyes twitched twice, and he stopped without speaking.

Yu Ling continued: "Do you know Xue Yuankong's purpose, he doesn't want to kill you to take revenge, after all, he knows that he can't destroy a god-level spirit weapon, he just wants to refine you, become your new master, let you be used by him, and become his ......"

"Shut up!" the mirror demon shouted angrily, and his murderous aura rose to the sky.

Yu Ling said calmly: "I have been caught here by him, you will not be his opponent when you go out, the other eight people are only in the middle stage of blood condensation at most, even if you condense into them, it is just another death in Xue Yuankong's hands." If you die nine times in a row, your body will inevitably suffer heavy damage, and then Xue Yuankong will be able to refine you easily, after all, you are not in your heyday......

"Impossible!" said the Mirror Demon flatly.