Everyone outside the mirror was anxious, like ants on a hot pot, so anxious that they were turning, but Feng Ling in the mirror was unaware. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feng Ling still walked forward cautiously with a flashlight, the mirror spirit had been lying on his body motionless, and not long after, a corner appeared in front of him, Feng Ling paused at the corner, then turned in, and the figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Brother Feng Ling is gone!" Angel watched Feng Ling's figure disappear, ignoring the pain, crazy and afraid to hit the bronze mirror on the wall, but it didn't work.

Seeing that Feng Ling was out of sight, Gao Jin and Alice were so anxious that they raised their guns and were about to shoot at the bronze mirror, Xiao Qi also stretched out his claws, ready to destroy the bronze mirror and rescue Feng Ling.

"Stop!" Zhu Qi and the fat man hurriedly shouted to stop the two of them and one beast, if they let them destroy the bronze mirror, then they would have to do it.

"Master Yu! It's dangerous to have less wind right now! Gao Jin didn't understand why the fat man stopped him, you must know that all along, the person he cared about the most was Feng Ling.

Xiao Qi didn't care so much, he picked up his claws directly and was about to row down, Zhu Qi quickly grabbed Xiao Qi's neck from behind and picked it up, Xiao Qi looked anxious, struggling desperately, trying to get rid of Zhu Qi.

"Once the bronze mirror is destroyed, the space inside the mirror will disappear, and everything inside, including Feng Ling and the mirror spirit, will be destroyed!" Zhu Qi had nothing to do, and shouted at Xiaoqi.

"Zhu Qi is right, as long as the bronze mirror is still in Xiao Ling, there is still a possibility of survival, once it is destroyed, it is equivalent to giving Xiao Ling a death sentence!" The fat man also motioned for Alice and Gao Jin to put down their guns.

Alice and Gao Jin heard the seriousness of the matter, and quickly put down the pistol, Xiao Qi also quieted down, Zhu Qi saw that it was no longer restless, so he let it down, as soon as Xiao Qi landed, he ran to the bronze mirror, staring at the copper mirror tightly, his eyes were red.

"Is there really nothing there can do? You can't just wait! Angel was flustered and overwhelmed.

"Just now, Brother Zhu Qi has already said that it depends on Brother Xiaoling's creation, it's useless to be anxious, I believe that Brother Xiaoling Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine!" Xiaoxue, who has always looked weak, seemed very determined at this time and began to comfort everyone.

Xiaoxue's performance at this time impressed Alice. However, Zhu Qi and the fat man secretly exchanged glances again, Xiaoxue now looks so calm, and it is almost like the two of them before, Xiaoxue's performance is too abnormal, which makes the two of them feel strange and uneasy.

Now it can only be like this, the bronze mirror cannot be destroyed, and the space in the mirror cannot enter, so everyone can only be in a hurry.

Alice's eyes were blank and her heart was worried, she looked at the corner in the mirror and prayed silently for Feng Ling.

Angel was teary-eyed and sat helplessly in front of the bronze mirror.

Bronze mirror inner ......

After Feng Ling passed the corner, a downward stone staircase appeared in front of him, and Feng Ling clenched his flashlight and walked down the stone steps carefully.

At this time, Feng Ling was also full of doubts, just now he was obviously in the aisle with the fat man, how could he blink an eye, the fat man said that he would not see it, could it be that he fell behind? Impossible! You're obviously following the team closely, huh? Could it be that the fat people left themselves and left? This is even more impossible, thinking about it, Feng Ling's heart couldn't help but froze, a cold feeling on his back, and an ominous premonition arose, could it be that he had encountered some supernatural event? If this is the case, either you have been recruited, or the fat man and others have been recruited.

Feng Ling's mind is now confused, he thinks about all kinds of possibilities, but he can't think of a reason, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore, and now the top priority is to quickly find the fat man and the others, and join them, after all, people who are alone have always been more dangerous.

Originally, a group of people were acting, but now they suddenly became a person, and it was in this dark and mysterious place, Feng Ling was still a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but have a sense of fear in his heart, not that Feng Ling was timid, but in this mysterious and dark space environment, any human figure alone would not be happy in his heart, fortunately, Feng Ling had experienced the baptism of the Yue Clan's Tomb before, otherwise he would have been frightened.

"Alas...... Now I don't know how the fat man is doing, and Xiaoqi. Feng Ling couldn't help but think of the fat man and Xiao Qi, and muttered to himself, it's really like not seeing each other for a while!

Although Feng Ling's voice was small, it still reverberated in the passage, and the echo could not be dispersed for a long time, and it sounded strange.

Fortunately, this passage is quite dry, and I am not afraid of slipping and falling when walking on the stone steps, there are too many corners of the stone steps, and it has been winding down, Feng Ling doesn't know how long he has been walking, and his legs are trembling when he is already tired, but the stone steps are still bottomless.

Feng Ling couldn't hold on anymore and sat directly on the stone steps to rest.

"Without the fat people, it's really boring! They're probably looking for me, too! There's only one passage here, and I'm sure I'll find them! Feng Ling secretly cheered himself up in his heart, but this was just what Feng Ling saw and thought, at this time, the fat man and the others were still waiting anxiously outside the bronze mirror, hoping that Feng Ling would turn evil into good fortune and be safe.

Jing Ling lay quietly on Feng Ling's body, the lines on his face kept changing directions, one moment the lines that looked like eyes ran to the chin, the other time the lines that looked like the mouth ran to the forehead, and at the same time, a line appeared out of thin air to form the shape of the nose, just like someone holding a paintbrush on its flat face and constantly changing the painting.

And then all this Feng Ling didn't notice, and he couldn't detect it either.

At this time, the mirror spirit suddenly smiled weirdly, and then his face was tightly pressed against the back of Feng Ling's neck, and a slight golden gas began to emerge from Feng Ling's body and automatically floated towards the mirror spirit, and then was sucked into the mirror spirit's body.

After a while, Feng Ling suddenly felt a little tired, cold sweat began to break out on his face, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his cheeks, and his originally ruddy face began to slowly become pale, Feng Ling kept wiping the beads of sweat on his face and muttered in his heart: "Strange! The more you rest, the more tired you become, it won't be that you have to rest for too long! Thinking of this, Feng Ling simply stood up, but he always felt that his legs and feet were weak and weak.

He staggered down against the wall, looking very struggling, but fortunately he didn't walk for a while, and he had completed all the steps and entered a secret room.

Feng Ling raised the flashlight and shone it in, and after seeing the scene in the secret room, Feng Ling was shocked, because in the middle of the secret room, there was a sarcophagus hanging impressively, and the four corners of this sarcophagus were tied by iron chains and fixed on the four walls of the secret room, and the sarcophagus was off the ground and hung at half a person's height.

The circumference of the sarcophagus cover is carved with a very delicate pattern, and in the middle is a tree branch is carved, and there is a similar thing like a talisman on the branch, the material of this talisman looks like linen, and it can only be seen that the age is quite old, but I can't understand what is written on it, it looks like an oracle bone inscription, and the four sides of the sarcophagus are carved with all kinds of flowers, birds, insects and beasts.

It's just that Feng Ling wonders why he carved a tree branch on the sarcophagus lid, because this is very rare.

Although he had also seen the sarcophagus in the tomb of the Yue Clan, but when he saw it again, Feng Ling was still a little panicked, after all, he was just one person now. In the past, I always hoped that I could be independent and not always be protected by fat people and Gao Jin, but now it is also an opportunity to exercise myself, thinking of this, Feng Ling took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Feng Ling staggered to the sarcophagus, carefully observed the sarcophagus, at this time the mirror spirit's face was still tightly attached to the back of Feng Ling's neck, his essence was still draining, absorbed by the mirror spirit, his face became more pale, without a little blood, the whole person began to slowly shrink, the original tall body also began to become rickety, the whole face looked like it had been sucked dry, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, like a skeleton wrapped in skin.

However, Feng Ling didn't notice all this, he just felt very tired, so tired that he just wanted to sleep, he felt like he was lying on his stomach like mud, his legs trembled again, and he was no longer able to support his body at this time, finally, he really couldn't hold on, the whole person was planted on the sarcophagus, his hand pressed the talisman on the sarcophagus and the whole person slid down, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, lost consciousness, and the talisman on the sarcophagus lid was also taken down by the way, falling to the ground, and turning into powder.

At the moment when Fu Zheng left the sarcophagus, the entire sarcophagus suddenly began to shake violently, and then the sarcophagus shook more and more violently, constantly pulling and dragging the chains on the wall frantically.

Keng ...... Keng ...... Keng ...... Keng ......

The chains at the four corners of the sarcophagus broke under the violent vibration and drag of the sarcophagus.

Rumble......

Without the support of the iron chain, the sarcophagus fell heavily to the ground, making a loud noise and kicking up puffs of dust.

Rumble......

There was another sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sarcophagus lid was suddenly bounced high and fell to the ground and shattered.

First, a group of crimson bats flew out of the sarcophagus and disappeared into the darkness, and then a breath of vicissitudes and decay began to fill the entire space in the mirror, and then wisps of clear black smoke and a few wisps of blue smoke floated out of the sarcophagus, these black smoke and blue smoke slowly converged together to form a cloud of black and blue smoke, slowly, the shape of this black and blue smoke began to change, and after a while, the black smoke and blue smoke were entangled, forming a shape like one of the four ancient gods of antiquity, "Xuan", which looked like a dog, It has long black hair with blue stripes, thick limbs, sharp claws on its feet, fangs on its beak, a tail like a lion on its back, and huge wings like bats on its back.

At the moment when the black and blue smoke turned into a calf, the mirror spirit lying on Feng Ling's back suddenly looked up at it, and the lines on its face continued to change, forming a very frightened expression, and then disappeared on Feng Ling's back out of thin air.

The mummy floated lightly to the ground, first turning into a mummy, and then the mummy's body continued to grow blood vessels and new flesh, and after a while, a tall and powerful middle-aged man appeared in the secret room, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the entire space inside the mirror shook, and even the world outside the mirror shook.

This person is dressed in a black slim suit, which sets off the middle-aged man's figure perfectly, he has a big back hair, a ruddy complexion, sword eyebrows and eyes, sharp facial features, and looks very mature and handsome, but his eyes are blood-colored red pupils, emitting a slight red light in the dark.

"I'm finally out! Ha ha! A voice that seemed to come from ancient times, full of vicissitudes of life, and full of magnetism came from the mouth of a middle-aged man.

"I don't like it here, though! Miasma! The middle-aged man frowned, and he could hear that the space here seemed to make him feel very uncomfortable.

"Murong Situ, you won't die! I'll be looking for you right away! The middle-aged man immediately raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and was about to leave, but found Feng Ling lying on the ground.

"Oh! Did he uncover the Zhentian Talisman? The middle-aged man looked at Feng Ling, who was already dying and as thin as a skeleton.

"Mirror Spirit! In front of this seat, stealth is useless! The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to grab Feng Ling's back, he didn't touch Feng Ling's back, but at a certain distance from Feng Ling's back, he grabbed it casually, Jing Ling showed the prototype, and he firmly grasped it in his hand, Jing Ling looked panicked, and kept struggling on his hand, making a sharp wail.

"Those people arranged for you to guard me here! You've guarded me for so long, you're enough, die, beast! The middle-aged man's hand was only slightly forced, and the mirror spirit's expression immediately distorted, instantly turning into starry ashes and floating in the air.