"Draw your sword, and if you're not corrupted by the evil power it carries, you'll be able to control the space of defiance."

Under the coercion of Xiaoying, the mirror demon still told what he knew, looking at the phoenix fire that Xiaoying's fingertips had not yet confiscated, the mirror demon was worried about his heart that he didn't know where it grew.

I expected that the mirror demon would bite her clothes and not let go, because she wanted to destroy her image and make her not have the courage to go out naked, but the mirror demon didn't want to think about it, she was no longer a famous god now, but a resentful spirit, her body was dead, and even she didn't care about her body, this old monster actually wanted her to stay here because of shame, it was really naïve.

But since he has already said the answer, she will not pursue it and let this obscene old monster go for the time being.

Reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword, Xiaoying first tried it briefly to see if he could pull out the sword, but the sword was inserted too deeply, and he would definitely not be able to pull it out without a little strength, feeling the weight of a golden boulder in his hand, Xiaoying inexplicably remembered Beichen Shadow, this little strong man is here, and he will definitely show off his sword.

"Your strength is so small, you don't even have the slightest movement."

"Shut up for me." I was angry and smashed the book of the dead at the mirror demon.

He, this guy, doesn't care if he doesn't help from the sidelines, and even criticizes her for her small strength, which is really inadequate.

If she can take this old monster out of this phantom array, and let the girl successfully eat a beautiful white bone feast, she must find an opportunity to teach him a good lesson, of course, can help her teach people, as well as the wisdom of Mo Xiao in white clothes, the young master of the demon clan.

The mirror demon who was smashed by the book of the undead ran to the corner and hid aggrievedly, and at the moment of contact with the book of the dead, he felt the breath of the demon clan, affirmed Xiaoying's previous statement, and thought that after this little ancestor really married the young master of the demon clan, all he thought about was when to slip away.

As early as that meeting in the demon realm, the mirror demon knew the horror of Fengying, and now with the addition of a young demon master, not to mention serving by force, it is playing psychological warfare, and it can't afford to play.

After all, he's just a monster who has lived a little longer, and his strength is so weak that even he himself sometimes feels ashamed.

didn't notice the mirror demon's self-pity, after Xiaoying tried to draw the sword, she already knew that she would have to spend about fifty percent of the mana in her body to pull out the sword, and she knew very well that the mana in her body was so much because of the soul awakening of Qianji, and now after consumption, she had to rely on her own to obtain it, and the difficulty was naturally much greater than before.

However, the sword must be pulled out, knowing that it will be dangerous to consume fifty percent of the mana, Xiaoying still gathered all the mana in his hand, and forcefully pulled out the Wang Jian inch by inch.

Xiaoying's abnormal mana consumption quickly attracted the attention of Qianji, and the darkness had long since turned into darkness, and together with Mo Xiao in white, he stared at the storytelling table that had turned dark gray and had a faint lightning and thunder.

"Qianji, Xiaoying's magic power is disappearing."

"I know."

"Is there a way to remedy it?" Bai Yi Mo smiled and frowned and asked.

Usually Xiaoying is unwilling to cultivate diligently, and she is definitely not proficient in cultivating mana, and now the only way that Mo Xiao in white can think of is Qianji.

Shaking his head, Qianji replied with a dejected expression: "The dual cultivation technique is only practiced by Xiaoying, and I can't take the initiative to output mana to her." ”

"And what if she absorbs it on her own?" The white man asked with a smile.

Qianji shook her head and explained, "She can only absorb mana when she comes into contact with me. ”

"What then? If her magic power continues to be reduced like this, there will definitely be problems. ”

The question of Mo Xiao in white made Qianji silent, his brain has never been very good, and now he naturally can't use it to achieve the desired effect, so he can only stand here and look at it with Mo Xiao in white with concern.

Three years ago, he could only watch Xiaoying leave, he didn't expect that after three years when he thought he was strong enough, he could only watch Xiaoying approach danger, he was depressed, he was sad, he panicked, and he was even thinking now that if Xiaoying lost this challenge, he would definitely accompany her to scatter.

Sensing the complexity of Qianji's heart, Xiaoying's white teeth bit and violently pulled Wang Jian out of the Xuanshi ground.

Taking advantage of her relief, the mirror demon hurriedly ran towards the birth gate.

After discovering his movements, Xiaoying wanted to chase after him, but the evil thoughts transmitted by Wang Jian interrupted her movements.

"Pick me up, and I can make you a weapon to control this realm." Wang Jian delivered this message.

Xiaoying seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed for a long time before stopping, she originally thought that the evil thoughts attached to Wang Jian would be something terrible, but she didn't expect that it was just using greed to bind people's hearts.

I have to admit that Xiaoying also has a greedy heart, but her greed does not lie in the entire art world, but in some people.

Not to mention whether she has the ability to control the entire art world, just looking at her lazy personality, she is too lazy to manage it well, if the entire art world is in her hands, she will be annoyed to death in less than a day.

After a long time, seeing that Xiaoying didn't look like he wanted to accept this benefit, Wang Jian passed on other temptations in time.

For these temptations, Xiaoying's answer was only to laugh, until Wang Jian delivered the last message, which could make someone lean over at the moment when the soul was scattered and become a sword soul, Xiaoying restrained his smile and looked at the sword in his hand suspiciously.

After watching it for a while, Xiaoying always felt that if the tip of Wang Jian's sword was removed, this sword would look like a hidden blade.

"In ancient times, there was a god who had a crush on the female sword fairy, after seeing the Wang sword that the female sword fairy gave to his lover, he was jealous, and spent his life trying his best to cast a sword, but unfortunately his vitality was too weak, and a good sword fell directly without casting, and then the unfinished sword fell into the hands of the patriarch of the Feng clan, and the patriarch of the Feng clan remembered his infatuation, so he cast a pointless sword and gave the name Zangfeng." A hoarse voice suddenly appeared, and Xiaoying turned back vigilantly.

It was a tall and thin man in black, just listening to the voice, Xiaoying couldn't tell whether this person was a man or a woman, but judging from her figure, it was more like a woman.

"Who are you?" According to common sense, there shouldn't be anyone else here, so Xiaoying is curious about the purpose of this man in black coming here.

"Don't care who I am, give me the king's sword." Stretching out his hand directly, the man in black was very sure that Xiaoying must not like Wang Jian.

Frowning, I have never seen such a woman, too confident and afraid to look at it directly, Xiaoying instinctively looked down at Wang Jian in the palm of his hand, hesitating whether to give this sword to this person who doesn't know whether he is friend or foe.

"Say your name, or I won't give you the sword." Even if she doesn't like it, she can bring it back to others, there are so many employees here, there are always people who like to use a sword, she doesn't worry that this sword is useless.

A pair of dark and dull eyes suddenly faced Xiaoying, the feeling as if falling into the abyss suddenly enveloped Xiaoying, knowing that the more he struggled, the deeper he would fall, Xiaoying snorted coldly, and the fire in the flame eyes instantly triumphed, and in an instant, those eyes were removed by its owner.

"My name is Yin Su." It's this unpleasant husky voice again.

Unfamiliar name, Xiaoying already knew that she had never seen this person even in Fengying's memory, but she could come here unnoticed, she must have extraordinary abilities, and if she fights her, it will definitely not end well.

The dark eyes turned, Xiaoying casually threw Wang Jian to Yin Su, and the moment she caught Wang Jian, Xiaoying took the opportunity to say: "I still need this sword to control this contempt space, you shouldn't be stingy with this time to help me." ”

"Of course."

"Thank you." Smiled politely, and both the Book of the Dead and the Judge's main pen were put away by Xiaoying.

Clenched her fists, white light came out of her fists, and soon, the girl appeared, the moment she saw Yin Su, she immediately frowned, and wanted Xiaoying to let her go back, but before she could give her advice, Xiaoying ordered: "Find the hatred space, let it collide with the contempt space, I believe this phantom array will soon be broken." ”

Xiaoying's order had already been issued, knowing that the silence was to solve the white bone lady, and it was still her meal, the girl naturally did not dare to complain, and directly avoided Yin Su and began to look for a space for hatred.

"True North is where hatred flourishes." The girl searched for a long time, but she didn't find the direction of the hatred space, but Yin Su said its specific location.

glared at her unhappily, and the girl complained indignantly: "As the judge of the Death Palace, you don't want to complete the arrest task well, and come here to join in the fun." ”

"You are the Inquisitor of the Reaper's Palace?" Xiaoying grew his mouth in surprise.

She is now a resentful spirit, after returning to the Phantom City, she is even more stained with the blood of the magician, someone has long warned her, the Death Palace wants to find her trouble, since the Phantom Rin destroyed the branch hall of the Phantom City Death Palace, Xiaoying has never cared about the Death Palace, I didn't expect that in that place, there are also masters like Zài Yin Su.

Without answering Xiaoying's words, Yin Su turned around with Wang Jian and walked directly in the direction he came.

Xiaoying didn't know which space she was going out from, but she could feel that Yin Su was leaving because she didn't have anyone here to welcome her.

Looking at the black back that was fading away, and remembering the eyes that had no other color, Xiaoying suddenly realized that this was a walking corpse who had been living in the dark, and she had hidden her feelings deeply, deeply, perhaps so deep that she couldn't find it herself.

Such a person doesn't expect anyone's attention, nor does she provoke anyone's anger, and if you don't like her supplication, she can leave at any time, of course, as an inquisitor, she makes an exception, because she also has the duty to capture the villains who break the rules back to the palace of the Grim Reaper.