"Once upon a time, for your sake, I was ......the enemy of the entire Divine Realm," the Spirit Wood Fairy showed a wry smile.

"In the Broken Soul Valley of the God Realm, mine has arrived at a holy weapon! Prenatal Mirror!" the Spirit Wood Fairy smiled, a faint light surging in her eyes, and the rich aura of life origin slowly rippled in the air.

"Everything in the world is reincarnated, and everyone has a past life and this life. Hanbing, look at ......" The Lingmu Fairy Jade waved his hand, and a bronze mirror slowly emerged, and the eternal breath, mixed with a faint smell of earth, slowly spread.

In the palm-sized bronze mirror, there is a vague figure of Han Bing, but it is not a figure, it is not a simple image in the mirror, but it is reflecting the old things of a certain era, which makes him frightened!

Could it be that he really had something in his past life that he couldn't accomplish? This somewhat subverted his cognition.

He has always believed that resisting the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, immortalizing the spiritual consciousness, and being reborn from the Desolate Ancient Continent can be regarded as a reincarnation of a material form, rather than a reincarnation of fate, which is equivalent to reorganizing a physical body.

But now, he saw the ancient scene, and it seemed that his creature had emerged, but the eyes were so sharp, as if they were about to shoot through the mirror!

This made Han Bing himself feel burning, as if he was struck by two lightning bolts, and was incinerated by the strongest heavenly tribulation, he had green rune paper and reincarnation fire protection, both of which were a little unbearable.

Was that his past life a long time ago?

How is this possible!

In any case, he was a little hard to believe and a little unacceptable.

Hanbing doesn't believe in fate, he doesn't think that he is the reincarnation of others, but just himself, even if he sees the end of the reincarnation path, steps on the nine-layer blood-stained stone steps, and sees the reincarnation cave, it is himself.

But now, I have actually received this cognitive impact!

Is he a different person? Suddenly I realized that who could accept it, who could believe it, and he didn't want to be someone else's shadow.

When I suddenly woke up, I realized that I was not me, and that was the saddest thing.

Han Bing stared at the mirror, the palm-sized crystal mirror, like a terrifying world, deep and boundless, not big, but it gave people the feeling of vastness and boundlessness, and the sky was condensed.

In a trance, he saw the sun, moon and stars turning, and countless huge planets were arranged, resonating, and about to break out of the mirror.

There, "himself" stands, as if looking down on something, as if reminiscing about something, and as if reminiscing about the past.

Inadvertently, that person's eyes crossed hundreds of millions of time and space, and in this life, he threw it on Hanbing's body, making his whole body burn.

That guy is strong!

Even if the figure is blurred, separated by endless time and space, and it is a normal glimpse, looking here, it makes the Han soldiers at the level of immortals seem to be burned by immortal fire.

What a terrible look this is?

Soon, he calmed down, there was no need to panic, but to solve the problem, he stared at the palm-sized mirror, seriously thinking about whether this was true?

At this moment, he was drowsy, almost fainting, in this area, on the outskirts of Bai'e Mountain, the barren aura slowly squirmed, and all the nearby creatures could not bear the breath here, as if they were in eternal sleep, sleeping to death.

On Hanbing's chest, the crystal coffin pendant shook slightly, flowing with a wisp of crystal luster, which made him wake up instantly, and a coolness enveloped him, and he was no longer sleepy.

He was shocked, if he passed out here, would he never rise and die here?

He looked at the mirror again, and the picture and the figure inside were dynamic, not simply presented, and there was a follow-up, still being interpreted

and development.

"Bronze!"

He gasped, convinced that he was right, and in the midst of the chaotic gas, he saw a corner of bronze with patina.

Earlier, when he first looked at the mirror, he could vaguely see as if a coffin had emerged, but it was very vague, he was not sure, just a moment of creepy.

And now he was sure that there was really a bronze coffin, and it had resurfaced in the past, submerged in the clouds and mist in the mirror.

This made Han Bing want to slap through the mirror immediately, dispel the fog, and see the truth, which made him too surprised in his heart.

Because, the bronze coffin he saw was extremely familiar, just like the bronze coffin of Qing Mulang, who betrayed Ling Xiaoxue'er and made the gods regret it for eternity in the tomb of Xianzun.

Ling Xiao Xue'er said that in the ancient period, some people sat on the bronze coffin and went away, watching the blood of all worlds, and seeing the heavens red under the sunset, lonely and desolate.

There are also people who put themselves in coffins, not knowing the beginning or the end, floating silently and dead in the darkness and cold chaos.

Now, Han Bing saw a bronze coffin here, the same style, up and down there, could it be related to his previous life?

What's going on?

He was suspicious for a while, and even speculated, is this premortal mirror real? Could it be that someone is deliberately playing a game, or that this mirror has long been psychic and calculating him?!

He was stunned for a moment, because he really didn't believe that he had anything to do with the bronze coffin.

Han Bing stared at the palm-sized, chaotic mirror, staring at the scene inside, and then his body trembled as he saw something even more amazing.

Vaguely, he saw two coffins, no longer one, and both were accompanied by people.

His hair stood on end, what was the situation? In his previous life, he was entangled not only in the same coffin, but in two?

Later, Han Bing's eyes were painful, and immediately he saw a third coffin, which was empty, and crossed over.

"It's weird, it's outrageous!" he thought, a little implausible.

Han Bing raised his eyes and looked around, he was a little suspicious that someone was targeting him, causing all kinds of illusions, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was too evil and too weird.

He really didn't believe that he would have any past life, and it was suspected that the origin was shocking!

"What's that?"

Then, he saw the vast and infinite sea of chaos in the mirror, all dead and silent, all dry, lifeless, and the whole sky was like a graveyard.

Some are like the underworld, like hell!

However, the ruins where Han Bing was located currently have life, and many vibrant continents have appeared, and even a three-layer space has appeared.

For a moment, he thought of the words of the flower on the other side, this ruin, once a cemetery, was buried by endless powerhouses, buried in the past, and there were countless bones.

Is what the other side of the flower said true? And now through the mirror of the previous life, he saw the scene of endless time and space!

"Who am I?" asked Hanbing to himself.

He thought of Ling Xiao Xue'er's words again, there was an incomprehensible supreme figure who had interpreted everything in this ruin, and reproduced some old things?

What does this mean?

At that time, he was still a little puzzled and skeptical, but now, he felt like he had grasped a wisp of truth and had a conjecture in his heart, but it made him shudder!

Hanbing really had a sense of horror, from head to toe, even his soul was cold, and the whole person was like ice, frozen here.

There are things you don't understand, don't understand, or

Xu is more peaceful, and one day suddenly discovers the truth and unveils a wisp of fog, there will be a sense of fear.

"Who the hell am I, and what are my roots?!"

In the past, he only thought of himself as a new being, with no messy past, but now his scalp is numb.

"It can't be that this mirror is weird, someone is plotting against me, deliberately misleading, let me think more. He whispered, but a terrifying golden symbol appeared in his eyes, and he scanned the surroundings with fiery eyes, trying to see through the mirror of his previous life, whether it was strange or not.

In the end, he didn't find anything, there was silence here, there were no other awakened creatures at all, no special soul power fluctuations, except for the Spirit Wood Fairy, everything was normal.

Han Bing took out the crystal coffin pendant and rubbed it with his hand, and then he prepared to touch the so-called premortal mirror with this special supreme artifact.

There is a saying that if you want to solve the mystery of your own reincarnation, you only need to break the mirror of your previous life, but few people can do it!

The mirror of the previous life cannot be touched, cannot be explored, and once its peace is forcibly broken, it will be swallowed up, and it will never be restored, and it will never be reappeared.

Only special beings, the highest level of powerhouses, can only be tried.

Or maybe you can master the supreme treasure before you can explore it.

Hanbing believes that the crystal coffin pendant is absolutely against the sky, after all, there is a space inside, and even Ling Xiao Xue'er, who has only one soul light, can use it to reunite her soul.

"Breaking the tranquility of the mirror of the previous life, I want to see what truth is under the mirror, and what secrets will be revealed to me!" Hanbing did not believe in evil, held the crystal coffin pendant, and hit the bronze and chaotic mirror hard.

"Huh?"

Han Bing retreated suddenly, because at the moment when the crystal coffin pendant was about to touch the mirror, he saw a face, although it was himself, but he smiled so evilly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and a few strands of blood.

He's like...... The blood was very bleak, and it seemed to have flesh, it looked so terrible, cold and terrifying.

This doesn't look like a reappearance of the old scene, it doesn't look like the old things of the previous life, but it seems to be happening right in front of you, which makes Hanbing's pupils shrink.

With a bang, the mirror broke, and a pale palm poked out, and it was himself who grabbed at him, with blood on his nails.

Han Bing fell quickly, staring at him with fiery eyes.

There is really something wrong with this prenatal mirror!

During this process, the Lingmu Fairy had been standing quietly aside, wanting to make a move several times, but he was afraid of the soft light emitted by the six-colored reincarnation fire and the crystal coffin pendant around the Han soldiers.

"Hanbing, be quiet, that's your past life!" The soft magnetic voice slowly swirled in the air, but Hanbing ignored the Lingmu Fairy.

The quaint mirror was still, and it didn't move again, only showing Hanbing himself, laughing strangely there, cold and terrifying.

"If you really could help me, you would have done it a long time ago, why do you threaten me like this?" Han Bing said coldly.

Then, he no longer hesitated, rushed over with the crystal coffin pendant, and directly pressed it down.

He was sure that if the other party could kill him, he would have killed him a long time ago, so why bother to scare him like this?

Syllable!

The crystal surface that emitted a chaotic mist suddenly cracked, and then what appeared to be shards of glass spread in the air!

In the mirror, the strange face suddenly distorted, and then quickly disappeared, but as the glass shards rushed up, there was also blood splattered.

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