The appearance of the eighth-level soul sealing needle made my heart twitch for no reason, and the pain made me start to subconsciously spasm.

It's like a palm tugging at my heart, and I forgot about it for a while and continued to cast spells.

As soon as the eighth-level soul sealing needles appeared, they were like guards guarding my homeland, constantly flying around me, and bursts of brilliance were released from them, and they could attack the Mirror at any time.

Looking at this scene, although I really wanted to suppress the eighth-level soul sealing needle back into my body, firstly, the eighth-level soul-sealing needle was now completely out of my control, and secondly, the Soul Mirror was still absorbing my blood, and I had to hurry up and use the Dao method, otherwise I would probably plant myself here.

When my blood was devoured by the Mirror of the Shadow, the mirror surface of the Mirror was also soaked in blood, which was complicated and slow to say, but in fact, less than a minute had passed since I cast the spell, and soon the mirror surface was completely stained red with blood.

The loss of blood made me dizzy, and I took a deep breath and shouted "Edict" as hard as I could.

At that time, a strong rebound was generated from the Mirror of the Darkness, and I was the first to be lifted away, slamming into the wall behind me, fortunately, the senior sister and Rakshasa who had been guarding me at this time made timely moves to help me resist this momentum, but even so, I still took nearly ten steps back before I could barely hold my body.

The qi and blood in my body churned, and under the strong impact, I felt that my internal organs were about to displace, and at this moment I knelt on the ground and was tortured and unable to move.

"Boom ......"

It seems that the mirror has also drunk my blood, and at this moment it actually made a muffled sound, as if the electrical appliance was activated, and the mirror glowed with a blood-red luster.

Driven by the blood-red luster, the mirror slowly floated up, forming a confrontation with the eighth-level soul sealing needle in the air.

The Soul Mirror is a rhythm of one pick eight, although the Shadow Mirror is inferior in terms of quantity, but looking at the two sides of the battle at the moment, I have always sweated for the eighth-level soul sealing needle, although I have the heart to stop them, but the intense pain makes me more than capable of strength.

Provoked by the Soul Mirror, the eighth-level soul sealing needle finally began to attack as if it had an autonomous consciousness, and for a while, this room was full of brilliance, and the eighth-level soul sealing needle smashed into the dark mirror collectively like a meteor falling from the sky, its momentum was very fierce, and even the surrounding air made a trembling sound.

Although the power of the eighth-level soul sealing needle was strong, the dark mirror did not show weakness, and the blood light released around it turned into a big hand, as soon as the eighth-level soul sealing needle came over, the blood-colored big hand simply and rudely threw out a slap, directly slapping the eighth-level soul sealing needle away.

"Huh?"

I looked at the Mirror with a surprised face, at this moment, the two sides that were still fighting in the air actually stopped attacking, and each was suspended in the air to confront each other, especially on the Mirror there was an eerie aura, this breath seemed to come from the Nine Hells of Purgatory, just felt it, it made my soul tremble.

"Rakshasa go quickly, it looks like the Dark Mirror is about to move the real thing, and it is likely to shatter the formation we set up at that time." Jiao shouted loudly, and then rushed out of the room, and went with the Rakshasa to strengthen the stability of the formation, so as not to be scattered by the power of the Dark Mirror.

As for me, I can't leave, after all, I still need to cast spells, and the whole ritual is under my control, and once I leave the altar, this ritual will automatically disintegrate, and the pain I have borne before will be in vain.

As if sensing the threat of the Dark Mirror, the eighth-level soul sealing needles actually trembled, and the luster that was still released on them instantly converged, quietly suspended in the air, giving me an illusion that the eighth-level soul sealing needles were like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for the punishment of adults.

The Mirror of the Darkness continued to rise and fall in the air, and the original red light had been completely swallowed up by it, replaced by a faint blue luster, this light was very familiar to me, and it was exactly the same as the brilliance released by the strange flowers I saw in the cracks that day.

"Boom ......"

All my attention was focused on the battle in the room, but unexpectedly, an explosion suddenly came from outside, which scared my whole body trembling, I shouted loudly for senior sisters, but the three Jiao and Rakshasa who were just outside did not respond to me, which made me can't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

The dark blue luster gradually became richer, illuminating a corner of the space unusually eerie and terrifying, I felt that behind this breath, there was a powerful aura, so that I didn't dare to breathe loudly, for fear that the time would stimulate the dark mirror.

Time passed in this dead silence, I don't know how long it took, I just felt that the whole person was sour and weak in this atmosphere, and finally because of the previous injuries and played some joint effects, I was originally kneeling on the ground and lay down directly, dizzy to watch the change of events.

To my surprise, the eighth-level soul sealing needle, which had been extremely strong before and didn't want the Dark Mirror to occupy their territory, seemed to have surrendered at this moment, and it seemed to flatter around the Dark Mirror, and it didn't take long for the eighth-level soul sealing needle to obediently return to my body.

Specifically, it should be a dantian.

Dantian, located three inches below the umbilicus, is the place where the cultivator stores mana, which is the same as the place where the chivalrous man in the martial arts novel contains the true qi in the dantian, of course, this kind of thing is said to be mysterious and mysterious, and there is no reason to follow, anyway, meditate every day, the position of the dantian will gradually produce a breath of qi, which is also the so-called mana.

There is no good or evil in the law, and the use of what is right is right, and what is used is evil, and this qiē depends on the actions of the person who uses the mana.

The return of the eighth-level soul sealing needle also brought me a force that helped me completely suppress the original sour feeling, so that I could barely stand up from the ground, walk to the side of the altar, bite my middle finger, and I used the blood of my middle finger to draw a rune on the yellow talisman.

This rune is equivalent to a contract, making the Mirror my natal magic weapon.

This process was very smooth, and after the spell was burned, it merged into the mirror surface of the Dark Mirror, which immediately quieted the Dark Mirror, which was still emitting a dark blue luster, and all the momentum on its body converged as soon as possible.

I exhaled a breath of turbidity, then put my right hand on the mirror, shouted to close, a blue light flashed on the mirror, and then the mirror disappeared without a trace, but I clearly felt that there was an extra mirror in my dantian at this moment.

I stretched, and then I went to the room to take a good rest, but unexpectedly, there was a siren outside.