Yang Quli gave Yan Xu a look and took out the carefully wrapped bronze mirror from his baggage.

It seems that at this point, the energy flowing in the bronze mirror is even greater.

Yan Xu probed, he had already put on the painting tube with the gold pendant on his back, ready to kill Chang Ru's body.

I saw Yang Quli uncover the silk cloth, gently scrape his fingers, oozing blood, and draw runes on the bronze mirror, and the next moment, he threw the bronze mirror directly to the ground.

Clang—

The bronze mirror split apart and turned into a uniform spider web, leaving no trace of powder and losing its brilliance.

The wailing sounded, and the black resentment conjured up on the bronze mirror rushed straight up, and Yang Qu left in the dark......

"Hug My Husband Floating in Time and Space" One hundred and forty. Chasing the spirit is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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