"Quran'an Witch Diagram. ”

The fourth kind of Dao Fruit Divine Power, Xu Chen has melted an ancient secret technique, which is similar to the effect of the forbidden golden dragon against the gods, and can enhance the strength in a short time, but the consequences are not as terrible as the anti-god forbidden technique to alarm the Heavenly Dao, there is only a little sequelae of its own, it is a normal god-level secret art, of course, the effect is not so powerful.

The Heavenly Immortal Realm is perfect, there is only one day left in the Vientiane Illusion Mirror, it is impossible to break through again, Xu Chen Shennian observed the four directions, and only after everyone felt that the time was almost gone, he got up and looked around.

"It's time to get down to business. ”

Xu Chen locked the space under his feet, this is the location where the Tianluo Wanjing Sutra is hidden, and the space of the magic mirror needs to be torn to see, and now it is only half an hour before the magic mirror is completely closed, it must be accurate and fast, otherwise someone will come in to remind him.

"Burial Sword!"

In Xu Chen's body, the first Immortal Dao Fruit trembled, and a majestic power flowed out from the Dao Fruit, as if a volcano erupted, and the mysterious power suddenly enveloped Xu Chen's whole body.

Strive!

The long sword was unsheathed, Xu Chen ran a sword to bury the sky, this sword had the blessing of Dao Fruit through the sky, and the power instantly reached the pinnacle, the Vientiane space was shrouded in darkness, and a sword stabbed down with an absolute edge, straight into the void.

"Woo-ra!"

The illusion space is torn apart.

In the dark space, a light appeared in an instant, as if tearing the gauze that covered it, revealing the true face inside, only to see a piece of land depicting endless divine patterns appear, this immortal land continues to release a rich immortal energy, which is the foundation of the Vientiane Illusion Mirror.

"What about the Heavenly Scriptures. ”

Xu Chen's eyes scanned all directions, and after this place was torn open, he didn't find where the scriptures were.

"Xu Chen, you're in there again, it's time to come out. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the Vientiane space, it was the elder guarding the illusion mirror.

"Okay, I'll be right away. Xu Chen said without replying and continued to search.

Another moment passed.

The voice outside came again, with a hint of heaviness: "Xu Chen, hurry up, the phantom mirror is about to close, and the destruction thunder is about to appear!"

"Wait a little longer. ”

Xu Chen frowned, his body moved, and he shuttled to the Illusion Mirror Immortal Land, his divine thoughts scattered, looking around.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, and lightning flashed faintly in the illusion space.

"Xu Chen, hurry up!" There was a hint of eagerness in the voices of the people outside: "What are you doing, come out quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

This time Xu Chen didn't reply, his eyes moved, locked on an inch of immortal soil, the long sword was unsheathed, sneered, and tore the land, and a jade scroll appeared in front of him.

"Boom!"

The thunder suddenly rang out loud and violently deafening.

The person outside the door was completely anxious, and he broke into the phantom mirror with a single move: "Xu Chen, come out!"

However, as soon as he stepped in, clicked, countless thunderbolts fell on his head like ten thousand swords piercing, his face changed in shock, panicked to dodge, click, a thunderbolt slashed on his shoulder, and suddenly blood collapsed, and his whole person fell to the side.

"Not good!"

Rumble!

Another thunderbolt descended on his head, and he didn't dare to hesitate, so he got up in a panic and moved directly to the outside.

With a bang, the phantom space closed.

"Xu Chen!"

The elder let out a loud roar outside, looking at the closed illusion mirror space, his face showed confusion: "Oh no, elders, quickly pass on the decree!"

His roar spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and in an instant, countless Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples were alarmed, whether they were cultivators, drinking, or frolicking, all of them raised their heads in an instant, and their faces instantly became serious and solemn, and they all broke through the air and rushed towards the source of the sound.

"Elder, what's going on!"

The atmosphere of the entire sect became tense at this moment, and the expression of every disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was serious and solemn, holding the hilt of the sword, and his whole body was full of battle intent.

"Pass on the decree, hurry! Xu Chen is in trouble!"

Elder Phantom Mirror shouted anxiously, his voice deafening.

"Xu Chen?!"

"What's wrong with the little junior brother!!

Countless people's pupils shrank, and their expressions became more solemn.

"Xu Chen fell in the Vientiane Illusion Mirror and couldn't come out!

Elder Phantom Mirror spoke.

"The decree has been handed down, but ...... Xu Chen fell into the illusion mirror, even if the master came, how could he save it. ”

"The door of the magic mirror is closed, and if you want to open it, you can't break the magic mirror by force, but in this way, the magic mirror will be damaged, and you can't use it for at least three years......"

"What are you talking about? Xu Chen's life is important, or is the illusion mirror important!"

Countless people looked sideways and frowned.

The head teacher responded, he was rushing back, and he would be back soon. ”

The next moment.

Airplanes!

The space was torn, and a person with a square face, a straight back, long hair neatly coiled up, and an upright eyebrow appeared above everyone's heads, his whole body was full of sharp edges like a sword, his face was sharp and angular, and the cold, calm, serious, and serious aura could be found in him.

This is the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the sword has no regrets.

"What is the use of the fatwa? Jian Wuxian coldly glanced at the audience, and seeing the solemn and anxious atmosphere of the entire sect, he became serious.

"Master, save people! The new disciple Xu Chen, who we kept providing you with the news, fell into the Vientiane Illusion Mirror and couldn't come out. ”

"Let's teach and save people, the little junior brother is very good, he is extremely talented, and he will return it to ......"

The crowd was gossiping.

Jian Wuregret's eyes narrowed: "I know him, is he trapped in the illusion mirror?"

There were elders around who nodded immediately: "Yes, it's him, the master, should we save him?" The illusion mirror has been closed, and if you want to save people, you can only forcibly break the illusion mirror, but this will ......"

The words are not finished yet.

"Earn!"

A Heavenly Sword Qi burst through the air.

With a dazzling sword light, like a sword that opens the sky, it goes straight to the Vientiane Illusion Mirror.

"In my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, human life is always greater than everything. ”

A word falls, bam!

I only heard the roar and tremble, a crack appeared on the phantom mirror, and the sword moved without regrets, straight into the phantom mirror, and left a voice: "There will be thunder escaping, you disperse." ”

The voice still echoed, and the others had disappeared in place.

The people outside all breathed a sigh of relief: "Teach the master, the little junior brother should be fine." ”

"It's not good to say, the little junior brother has been trapped in the illusion mirror for a while, and the thunder in it can't even be withstood by Elder Da Luo, and the little junior brother is afraid that it will ......."

At this point, everyone immediately became heavy.

Xu Chen came to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect not long ago, but he had already been famous throughout the sect, and his demon-like talent conquered everyone, and there was even a god-level swordsmanship left behind for free, which moved people's hearts, and at this moment, everyone's hearts were inevitably solemn.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, two figures broke through the sky.

I saw Jian Wuregret pulling Xu Chen out of the air.

"It's out, it's out!"

"Little junior brother is fine!"

Beside him, Xu Chen's figure was unhindered, still neat and tidy, but with a wry smile on his face, he still held a scroll of scriptures in his hand.

"You entered the Vientiane Illusion Mirror just for this scripture?" Jian Wuregret stared at Xu Chen in mid-air.

Xu Chen smiled bitterly, so he had to nod: "Yes." ”

"Nonsense!" the sword drank without regrets, and his eyes were full of majesty.

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