After Yang Shiyi finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, his hand waved into the air, and the glass mirror came out of his hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The glass mirror emitted a golden light suspended in the air, spinning with a silver light, and with the mantra recited from Yang Shiyi's mouth, it was suddenly magnified several times. The sky was obscured, and the entire battlefield was enveloped by a glass mirror, which shone on the ground, emitting a dazzling white glow.

On the ground, everything was boiling, and even the blood of everyone present was tumbling, as if they had encountered something bloody, and they were extremely excited.

At this time, Yang Shiyi laughed out loud, "Haha...... Come and be my slaves, blood golems! ”

"Blood golems?" Jin Ling frowned, looked at the glass mirror above his head that emitted a strange light, and the bad premonition in his heart became more and more obvious.

Glancing at a few golden characters around her body, Jin Ling's mind moved, and her whole body burst out with a burst of energy to rush away the surrounding six-character mantra, her arms spread out to both sides, and then she moved forward, and the six golden characters seemed to be guided by something, and with her movements, they smashed towards Yang Shiyi at a meteor-like speed under the control of Jin Ling.

"Humph! Do you want to hurt me even with a few broken words! Yang Shiyi suddenly retracted her smile, and at the same time, her mind moved, and six silver needles appeared in front of her out of thin air, the silver needles were pointed and thin, exuding a faint cold mist, and this thing was Yang Shiyi's natal magic weapon: Ice Spirit Silver Needle!

The Ice Spirit Silver Needle broke through the air, and its speed was no weaker than the six golden characters, and it collided in mid-air, touching it fiercely, and suddenly, a powerful air flow spread from the contact point to all sides, causing the air within a radius of ten miles to fluctuate.

These movements were only a few breaths, and when everyone reacted, they saw that the silver needle and the big character were frozen in the air.

"Huh?" Yang Shiyi sighed lightly, looking at the golden characters that were comparable to the power of her own silver needle, she was a little surprised, her Ice Spirit Silver Needle was made of thousand-year-old ice, coupled with the improvement of her cultivation over the years, the Ice Spirit Silver Needle, which was a natal magic weapon, naturally increased in power, and even said without modesty, using it, the monks of the same level were invincible, but now it was only a few big characters blocking her silver needle, what does this mean? Could it be that Jin Ling's cultivation is already above her!

Suddenly, jealousy flashed in Yang Shiyi's eyes, and she almost gritted her teeth with red eyes: "Jin Ling, you must die today!" ”

Listening to these threatening words, Jin Ling blinked her starry eyes, and suddenly spit out a word in her red lips: "Explosion!" ”

"Bang ......"

The six golden characters exploded with strong destructive power, and the golden light was shining, and the font crumbs were like spilled gold coins, but when they were about to fall to the ground, they all turned into air.

With a wave of her hand, the six silver needles returned to her body, and a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of Yang Shiyi's lips, only she knew that one of the six silver needles had a slight crack.

Wiping the blood from the corners of her lips, the more violent the breath in Yang Shiyi's eyes became heavier, she took a step forward like crazy, and made a few handprints on her hand at a flying speed, and her clothes flew all over the place, and the seal was completed in less than half a breath.

Withdrawing his hand, the corners of Yang Shiyi's lips raised a smug smile.

Jin Ling wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but a strong pressure hit her head, she was stunned, looked at the sky, and suddenly felt dizzy.

The mirror surface is like a huge whirlpool, spinning, and there is endless darkness in it, and there is no end in sight, and the inexplicable attraction of the soul makes people feel like they are deeply trapped in it.

The golden light flashed in his right eye, and Jin Ling quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Wuzhi who was in a daze on the side.

"Do you know what this magic weapon is?" Jin Ling only knew that this glass mirror appeared with her half-section of the ancient formation jade slip, and she didn't know the specific function.

Jin Ling didn't expect that the first time she grabbed Yang Poetic's chance, she would bring such a powerful magic weapon to the other party.

Is it really a monstrous luck?

Jin Ling smiled bitterly in her heart, and looked at Wuzhi fixedly, waiting for his answer.

At this moment, even Wuzhi frowned, and he shook his head, "I haven't seen it." ”

"Even you don't know! Can't this thing still come out of nowhere? Jin Ling frowned, could it be that just because she robbed the heroine of the opportunity, God conjured up such a thing to punish her as a female partner?

Immediately, Jin Ling shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were really ridiculous, and at this moment, Wuzhi next to him shouted, "No, you must stop her!" ”

After speaking, Wuzhi just rushed out, and greeted Yang Shiyi's face with a palm in his hand.

Feeling the oppressive force coming from the front, Yang Shiyi hooked her lips and smiled weirdly, and in a flash, two white figures blocked in front of her.

Wuzhi's face changed, and he quickly withdrew his hand, and at the same time withdrew a few meters along the ground with his heels, looking at the person who appeared out of thin air, he looked around again, and then he was so anxious that he almost jumped to his feet, "What the hell is this?" How can you divide so many people!? Isn't it even more terrifying than that son of the blood god! ”

"What is this? Actually...... Can you actually ...... "Not to mention being unwise, everyone present also looked panicked, stunned at everything in front of them, they couldn't believe it, this was a dream, right? Right?

Drops of blood came out of the body of the Blood God Son, floated into the air, and disappeared into the mirror, and then a chilling scene happened, as if it was producing something, a figure with white flowers fell out of the mirror, some of their appearances were four or five of them looked exactly the same, and some only two or three looked the same, they were all naked, some were men, some were women, and in their eyes, they were all nothing.

Looking at the increasing number of blood puppets, the corners of Yang Shiyi's lips raised in a higher arc, there are so many blood people here, among them must have buried the lives of many people, such a huge number, it must also contain a lot of natal essence blood, so she has refined countless blood puppets, hehe, God really helped her! Such a good opportunity, if she doesn't refine a batch of blood puppets, she feels sorry for herself.

Cruel!

That's right, she is cruel in her poetry.

She is a gold medal killer, and the word soft-hearted will never appear in her, and there are only endless killings!

Thinking about the glass mirror, Yang Shiyi felt a burst of pride in her heart, although the maximum number of human natal essence blood is five drops, but these five drops are enough for her.

The blood puppet that was refined not only looked like, but also cultivated the same as the master of the essence blood, although it was only the cultivation of the master of the essence blood at that time, and it was not improved in the future, but it was also a super powerful skill. A drop of natal essence blood can refine a blood puppet, a person has five drops of natal essence blood, then a person can refine five blood puppets, if the person who is taken from the natal essence blood is a Jindan monk, then she can refine five Jindan monks, if it is replaced by a yuan baby, then ......

It's terrifying to think about it, not to mention others, even Yang Shiyi herself thinks so, fortunately, the glass mirror is hers! (To be continued.) )