lost the connection with the outside, and lost the control and recall of the monster, and the soul in the mirror suddenly became a waste without the slightest action. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

To be a waste who can live in the world, although it is desolate, but it is acceptable to grit your teeth, the question is...... The runes were hurting and tearing at his soul.

The spirit in the mirror once again felt a burst of chaos and dizziness, and before he could wake up, he was spinning again.

Seeing that this feeling was becoming more and more frequent, the spirit in the mirror was also gradually despairing, and decided to fight to the death.

Everywhere there are desperate means to damage one's own body, such as blood escape, such as self-explosion.

In the mirror, the soul chose to self-detonate, and he decided to self-detonate fifty percent of the soul, so as to break through the shackles of the glow on the surface of the statue.

The idea did not come suddenly, but the action came very decisively.

One endured the pain, and the divine soul in the mirror forcibly divided the complete divine soul in half, and then without delay, he shouted: "Explosion!"

The humming of the most dangerous, followed by the illusion of alternating madness between night and day, followed by ...... Then there was nothing.

I didn't hear an earth-shattering explosion, I didn't feel a terrible shaking that turned the earth upside down, everything was ...... There is no other feeling other than more chaos and dizziness.

The spirit in the mirror was involuntarily dazed, what happened?

The soul in the mirror was not dazed for long, and going to be dazed at this time was no less than looking for death, he ...... Suddenly, his heart was overjoyed, because when he came back from his daze, he found that he was connected to the outside world again. Intoxicating chapter & section small.Said in hey ~ smoke ~ grid

Through this connection, the soul in the mirror moved and looked out.

He clearly saw a little giant, taller than him, several times, that is...... How does this little giant look so much like that damn teenager?

Before he could figure out the reason, the spirit in the mirror turned to look at it, and then ...... Stunned.

He saw a statue standing up to the sky, and it was the statue he had kept.

"What happened, and why can I see it?"

See...... In fact, all the spirits in the mirror can be seen, even if they can't break through the range of the glow constructed by the fairy light.

But now that I look at it like this, it's clearly from the outside!

Obviously inside, but looking outside, could it be that he has come outside?

In the mirror, there was a sudden hint of unhappiness, and then this unhappiness became real, because his soul inside the statue looked out through the glow, and saw the source of the line of sight from the outside to the inside, the hollow sphere that was condensed by melting so many magic weapons.

That is to say...... Can I look out there from there?"

Why can you look out from there? In the mirror, the Divine Soul thought of a possibility, that is, the fifty percent Divine Soul that had just been used to self-detonate, and it ...... I'm afraid I've been pulled into that orb.

Perhaps in order to confirm the conjecture of the soul in the mirror, Xiao Yong grinned coldly: "Break the soul!"

The two short words gave the soul in the mirror endless terror, a worm devouring knife and all kinds of pain from fire and freezing hit his body, and he became more and more chaotic and dizzy, and at this moment he felt that the world was dark and colorless.

The soul in the mirror "enjoys" the pain of tormenting the soul in the soul, and bravely plays a trick without the slightest mercy.

As this spell went out, puffs of black smoke emanated from the top of the Soul Ball.

The smoke was heavy, and it was clear that it was dispersed, but it looked like a solid substance.

Xiao Yong didn't stop the spell, and after a few of them, the smoke split out a tentacle and rolled towards the statue not far away.

Ignoring the fairy light covering the surface, it penetrates the statue itself, enters it, and stabs the spirit in the mirror that "enjoys" the pain within.

These tentacles are like conduits, stabbing the soul in the mirror and tearing it away.

Naturally, it was ripped into the soul ball, and from this point on, the soul in the mirror in the statue became smaller and smaller, and on the contrary, the soul in the soul ball became bigger and bigger.

Between one small and one large, if you don't stop it, the soul in the mirror should be completely locked in the soul ball.

The spirit in the mirror knew this very well, and he wanted to stop it, but he couldn't even do the slightest thing to stop it.

It's really painful! Pain comes and I want to die.

That's right, he can choose to survive, what he wants at this moment is to die simply.

Just do it when you think about it, crazy, the spirit in the mirror wants to blow itself up.

Then...... The scenery changed, and the pain on the body felt in the mirror disappear, and the whole soul was extremely relaxed.

A contrast, an indescribable comfort flooded through his heart, making him want to scream, making him want to look up to the sky and howl.

Xiao Yong came to disturb his Yaxing at this time, and it was Xiao Yong who said with a faint smile: "Say, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the oil pot and the tongue, thousands of pains, which one do you choose?"

Of course, the spirit in the mirror didn't choose either, Xiao Yong seemed to know what he was thinking, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, you have lost the right to choose." ”

The words fell, and with a gesture of bravely raising his hand, a sphere as white as jade but with sunken runes fell into his hand, which was the Soul Ball.

When the spirit in the mirror chooses to explode madly, he is all pulled into it, and from that moment on, he loses the right to choose, and what he will encounter in the days after that is boundless pain.

So...... The screams of the spirits in the mirror resounded inside the soul ball.

No pretenses, no repression.

The screams did not reach the soul ball, but Xiao Yong could hear it, he snorted lightly, did not stop the torture of the soul in the mirror, and turned his hand to put the ball away.

Outside, outside the realm of the Painting Dao, the moment the soul in this mirror was completely pulled into the soul ball, those monsters who lost his control, and then only knew to act according to the previous order, stopped their movements in unison, and instantly turned into a dead thing.

This change made everyone stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Looks like ...... It's like something happened to their owner. ”

Just as the owner of the magic weapon dies, the magic weapon will not continue to show its power.

"But...... Who's their owner? And who's going to let their owner have an accident?"

Pu Xingtang's first thought was Xiao Yong, and only this young sect master of the Zhihua Sect had such an ability that surprised everyone.

The Fifth Ling Que also had such an idea, and in hindsight, the Fifth General also thought of such a point.

The others, even if they didn't expect it, came to a similar conclusion after seeing their family's expressions.

"So...... That kid isn't dead?" The big city lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

Then his gaze swept over those monsters, and as soon as the cold color disappeared, the scorching heat was burning, and the body of the great city lord moved.

Flying like lightning, the big city lord waved his hand, and a dead monster was taken away by him.

"I can really take it away!" The big city lord was originally just an attempt, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

And if this kind of monster passes a sacrifice, it can become his strongest help, so he took this one and flew to the other.

The others are not stupid, such a powerful monster, no one wants to let the big city lord go alone.

Those old monsters moved, and one by one they exerted a more terrifying momentum than when they dealt with monsters, killing the remaining monsters.

The Fifth General and General Guo were also a little moved, but in the end they endured it, because those people seemed to have become fanatics who did not recognize their six relatives, attacking whoever they met, and attacking whoever was the first.

"Hmph! I haven't seen death before, I'm afraid I'll have a few more deaths later. The fifth general sneered a few times, ignoring these people, and instead looked in the direction of the underground palace.

He was worried about Xiao Yong's safety, not that he was afraid that he would be injured by the spirit in the mirror, after all, the situation at the moment proved that he was a winner.

The fifth general was worried that the big city lord and those old monsters would take Xiao Yong as a target, so that he might be able to cultivate the six mirrors of such monsters.

For this reason, the fifth general sent a message to General Guo, and also issued an order to his subordinates to prepare for a fierce battle.

Naturally, the fifth general did not forget to pass on to his two sons and daughters the speculation that nine out of nine would become a reality.