"Don't open your mouth and shut up about the demon girl and the witch, doesn't Miss Ben have a name? You people from the Righteous Immortal Sect are really annoying, obviously all of your stomachs are full of male thieves and prostitutes, conspiracies and tricks, but you insist on pretending to be so high-sounding, which is really hypocritical!"

Seeing Dao Xuan leaving, Tu Mei turned around, wrinkled her nose a little annoyed, and said with anger.

Sitting on top of the emperor's void, condescending, looking at Tu Mei coldly, this woman is not as simple as it seems, whether it is the strength of cultivation or the heart of the city, it can be called extremely strong, otherwise the holy lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace would not accept her as a disciple, especially when she made a plot before, he now thinks about it, but he remembers it vividly.

"What's the matter, it's not enough for the Sect Master to defeat Yun Miao, are you ready to attack me now? Poor Mei'er, a weak woman, was actually oppressed by you and Dao Xuan, are you all such bullies in the Immortal Sect?"

Tu Mei was silent when she saw that she was sorrowful, stomped her feet, and actually changed her expression again, like an angry little daughter-in-law, full of grievances, and said pitifully.

"If you want to delay time and use the Shura Hell to suppress me, then you don't have to, fellow cultivators, this seat is also trying to see if it is your Ten Thousand Demon Palace's Shura Wanxiang Sutra that is powerful, or the Purgatory Requiem under my Xuantian Gate is stronger. ”

Ignoring the sorrow, he said indifferently.

Hearing this, Tu Mei's eyes were cold, and the pitiful look on her face disappeared, and she nodded lightly and said in a cold voice: "Then please take a look at the sect master, and see if the little woman's Shura ghost path can enter your magic eyes!"

"Shura Wanxiang, the nightmare is summoned!"

With a cold drink, with a wave of his hand, the void under the Emperor of Broken Sorrow was already rippling like flowing water, and a gray mist surrounded the ghosts of Broken Sorrow and continued to roll up and down, making a strange scream, except for those blood-colored eyes, the Nightmare Shura had no form and substance, no matter how they attacked and bombarded, they could not be killed.

Broken frowning, just about to make a move, the nightmare was already a roar, dissipating endless black clouds and evil qi, covering the sky and the sun.

In just an instant, the void twisted, and the incarnation of the Ghost Emperor had disappeared.

In the same place, the void was floating, the magic patterns were outlined, and a purple-black Shura ghost mirror emerged, shrunk in the air, turned into a streamer, and fell into Tu Mei's hands.

This is, magic treasure, Shura Hell Mirror!

The monks of the Quartet below were all shocked and in an uproar, their expressions changed greatly, although they had already thought of Tu Mei very strongly, but they didn't expect that the other party had become so strong that even the existence of Xuan Chou was suppressed by raising his hand and being included in the magic treasure.

Tu Mei held a treasure mirror, carved on it Shura ten thousand ghosts, magic runes engraved, the breath was weird and hideous, extremely powerful, at this moment, on the dark mirror, there was a faint light released, and the picture appeared, it was the figure of broken sorrow.

"It's really boring, I thought how strong this guy could be, it turned out to be an embroidered pillow, it didn't work, Miss Loss-making was so cautious, she even took out the Shura Hell Mirror, and I don't know how Yun Miao cultivated, and he was defeated in the hands of this kind of person. ”

Tu Mei looked at the sorrow of being entangled by nightmares and being trapped in the magic treasure fantasy realm unconsciously, her expression was relaxed and happy, and she was in a good mood, but her mouth was deliberately belittling, and she said disdainfully.

In the ghost mirror, Xuan Chou couldn't hear the slightest sound from the outside world, even if the two were so close now.

In his sight, the illusion of heaven and earth in the territory is the same as the outside world, and it is also in the enchantment void, there are big battles, nightmare attacks and killings, and even Tu Mei himself, in this Shura Hell Mirror, there is an identical existence.

At that moment, the sky and the earth were dark, and the universe was easy to turn, and he couldn't feel any spatial changes, and the power was involved, so he was ingested into the ghost mirror world silently and without warning.

I have to say that the Ten Thousand Demon Palace can be ranked as one of the three ancient demon sects of the three major towns, the head of the Heavenly Demon Dao, and compete with the Xianmen Holy Land, it is indeed unique, and its Dao inheritance is also mysterious and extraordinary, unfathomable.

If you are not careful, even the sorrow is in Tu Mei's way, and she is trapped in a fantasy world, and she can't extricate herself.

Among the VIPs on the fifteenth, Lu Xiangsheng's expression was solemn, and his face was a little uncertain, but he was in a dilemma, and he didn't know whether to wake up and break his sorrows.

At this moment, every time you delay a minute, it will be dangerous to break your sorrow, if it is a long time, with the heart of the demon girl, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not be ruthless in the dark, so that the will and soul of the broken sorrow will completely wander away and be lost outside the avenue.

In this way, even if you wake up in the future, you will suffer a heavy blow and be insane, and it is even very likely that the sea of consciousness will be turbulent and the soul will be annihilated, and the body will be immortal.

It stands to reason that Broken Sorrow was ingested into the Magic Mirror Heaven and Earth, lost in the illusion of Shura, and could not extricate himself, and he should immediately take action to awaken it to reduce the danger of danger.

However, this move, although there is no worry about his life, is equivalent to a strong man breaking his wrist, so that he can completely cut off the part of his will and Dao perception that he has lost and fallen into, and the consequences are no less than the clouds of broken Dao realm and traumatic heart at this moment.

Because of this, it was a little difficult for Lu Xiangsheng to make a choice for a while, and for some reason, he always had a feeling that he would finally break the illusion and come out again.

Yun Miao was defeated, Dao Xuan withdrew, and even the sorrow was ingested into this Shura Ghost Mirror, and the war between the two sides was over, but on the other side, it was a fierce battle, and it was not known.

Kill!!!kill!!

If the battle between Broken Sorrow and Yun Miao was a one-sided suppression, and the battle with Tu Mei was a silent weirdness, then the battle between the Drunken Daoist and Nie Yun was a real parity, and it was extremely tragic.

The two of them have a grudge against each other, and they both want to put each other to death, although it is a battle between the avenues of momentum, but they also do their best to make a fatal move.

Everywhere he went, everything was destroyed, between heaven and earth, there was a sinister aura, and the condensed substance, the terrifying killing aura was simply terrifying.

Pieces of blood are monstrous and extinct in the sky, and one after another sword qi is slashing through the sky, covering mountains and seas, and slashing the sea when encountering the sea, intending to shatter the heavens and the earth, and shatter the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, there is no conspiracy and calculation in the battle between the two, everything is based on the avenue fight, domineering and decisive means, the derivation of the divine channel method, the attack of the great art, and the bombardment of life, without any scruples about their own damage, they are indomitable, and every time they fight, they are extremely fierce.

Battle!Battle!!Battle!!

Even if the will is annihilated and the Dao is broken, the two of them are still indomitable, constantly recondensing and coming back, even if they are both defeated and killed, they will not hesitate to do so, and the Quartet is frightened and shocked.

In such a battle, the moment when the two of them are divided into winners and losers, it is the time when one of them completely falls and falls!

Where is this contest between the momentum of the Great Dao, it is clearly a battle between life and death, and it will not end!

PS: The third update, the auction will end tomorrow....

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