"Wutian Mirror and Forget the Dust Hairpin, Jing Mo be careful." I only heard the white-haired old man shout.

At this moment, I had already flown out and threw the Wutian Mirror into the air, forming a blood-red enchantment around it, completely enveloping me and Yu Jingmo. The dustpin waved it, and the tassel on the handle was actually the stamen of the flower on the other side, and purple gas glowed from it, lingering on the hilt of the sword.

"The soul pierces the dream stream, and the king of Xi gives it."

Using the combination of the Forgotten Dust Hairpin and the Wutian Mirror, for the first time, I used the most powerful move I had ever cultivated in front of Yu Jingmo. The purple gas on the stamens seemed to be under the light of the Heavenly Mirror, as if it was smudged in water. The circle gradually widened, and the red light swirled around me.

The light of the Enlightenment Mirror

"There is a ghost in the right eye" Chapter 165 The middle way of the ghost is hitting with a hand, please wait a moment,

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