Step by step, he walked towards the phantom of the mirror, and the closer he got to the mirror, the clearer the feeling in the old man's heart became.

"It's really weird, it's just a projection of a mirror, why does it make me feel like I'm going to die at any moment?"

"How is it possible that a projection can make me feel the danger of death? Is the body of this mirror beyond the level of the Star Tower?"

Although he kept muttering in his heart, the movements of the old man's feet did not slow down in the slightest, and before he knew it, he had come to the huge projection of the mirror.

Airplanes!

As the old man approached, the mirror, which was still flashing with various lights, suddenly fell silent, and under the old man's gaze, wisps of ripples rippled on the surface of the mirror, and faintly, it seemed that a picture gradually appeared.

Gradually, the originally blurry picture became clearer and clearer.

In the picture, it is a super-large building complex, carved railings and jade masonry, heavy buildings stacked on top of each other, there are all kinds of flowers, birds, fish, insects, wind, rain, thunder and lightning carved on the pavilions, there are also mysterious fairy and demon figures. The main palace towers in the clouds, the smoke is oblique and the fog is horizontal, the giant que stands in a forest, leans on top of each other like a mountain, is magnificent and majestic, it can be described as a ghostly workmanship.

Around this super-large palace complex, there are stars around, and those stars look little different from ordinary stars, but the old man has observed for a long time, and his eyes show a look of horror.

He was shocked to find that the seemingly ordinary stars, each containing thousands of universes, one star, is an all-encompassing universe!

And what shocked him even more was that under the palace complex, there was a continent with no end in sight, and the continent was full of all kinds of mysterious forbidden light, just by looking at it, the old man felt dizzy, even if it was just a picture, if he looked at it a few more times, it seemed to make his soul fly!

Airplanes!

The mirror trembled slightly, and the picture in the mirror also changed a little, and a figure appeared in front of the main hall of the main palace in the originally empty palace group.

This figure was dressed in a black imperial robe, and his body was surrounded by an inexplicable Great Dao imprint, and he couldn't see his specific face at all.

With the appearance of this person, the surrounding stars began to shake violently, as if rising and falling in the ocean, it seems that this person is the avenue in the underworld, the origin of countless universes, and his every move will affect the life and death of hundreds of millions of universes.

Above the head of the man in the black imperial robe, there was a round of gray mirrors, the mirror did not look big, the radius was only three feet, and countless mysterious patterns were imprinted on it, which was simply a miniature version of the huge mirror phantom in front of the old man.

"The mirror...... What level of treasure is it?"

At this time, the old man's heart had already risen monstrous waves, and in his observation, the small mirror above the emperor-robed man's head burst out from time to time with black and white light, and the white light flickered, and where it shone, thousands of universes would be born, gradually shrinking, and turning into the shape of stars.

And when the black light shines, wherever it passes, there will be stars falling, completely dissipating, and even faintly, the old man can see the universe in those stars constantly collapsing and falling, and he can also see the top powerhouses in the universe, letting out an unwilling roar, unwilling to go to annihilation with the universe.

"The mirror...... Could it be the avenue of life and death that dominates the heavens and all worlds?" The old man in Qingjia gasped, and the horror in his heart had reached an indescribable level.

"If the mirror is the supreme avenue and the master of all the heavens and all worlds, then who is the man in the emperor robe holding the mirror?

The old man in Qingjia couldn't understand it, he really didn't understand, who kind of person could be above the avenue, and what should be called that kind of existence?

Airplanes!

The huge mirror phantom in front of him trembled slightly again, and with the shaking of the phantom, the picture in the mirror changed again.

This time, the emperor-robed man still existed, and the mirror above his head, which the old man thought was the Great Dao, was still flashing black and white from time to time, making the surrounding stars formed by the multiverse still continue to live and die, seemingly endless.

This time, the man in the emperor robe no longer looked as leisurely as before, and even if it was just an image from endless years ago, the old man in green armor could feel the solemnity of the man in the emperor robe from that picture.

It was an aura that would only exist in the face of existence of the same level, neither fearful nor relaxed, vigilant with solemnity, and did not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

The picture gradually pulled, from near to far, across the endless void, and the eyes of the old man in Qingjia suddenly widened a lot.

In his eyes, in that picture, in the endless starry sky beyond hundreds of millions of stars, a mysterious existence appeared again.

It was a tall man in a cyan robe, slender and straight, surrounded by cyan smoke, unable to see the specific face, sitting cross-legged on a huge cyan lotus, quietly staring at the other end of the endless void.

The two existences that transcended the avenue level, separated by hundreds of millions of stars in the universe, seemed to be facing each other.

The picture has not changed for a long time, and just when the old man thought that there were only these pictures, suddenly, the picture in front of him flickered again, and changed again.

"Taichu!"

There was a voice, the voice was majestic and rich, it was obviously just a projection picture from an unknown time ago, but in the mind of the old man in Qingjia, he clearly heard the sound of the voice, this voice was made by the man in the emperor robe.

"Lihao!"

Another voice came, this voice was clear and peaceful, like the wind blowing willows, which made people feel happy, and involuntarily, the old man in Qingjia had a good impression of the owner of this voice.

This voice was naturally made by the green-robed Taoist who confronted the emperor-robed man, and the two spoke to each other across the endless void, which could be regarded as a greeting.

"Taichu! The Origin Continent is the hometown of my Origin God Clan, here, you transcendents are not allowed to take half a step!" After a moment of stalemate with each other, the man wearing the emperor's robe with a mysterious mirror above his head spoke again.

"Daoist friend is wrong!" The green-robed Taoist shook his head slightly, he didn't seem to be annoyed, and continued to speak unhurriedly: "Whether it is the Origin God Clan or the Transcendent, they all belong to the Origin Universe, and there is not much difference between you and me, so why should Daoyou be obsessed with the origin of your identity?"

The emperor-robed man shook his head, as if he did not agree with the words of the green-robed Taoist, and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate again, the two stared at each other, and neither of them would take a step back.

Suddenly, the two people, who were still hostile to each other, no longer looked at each other, but turned around at the same time, looking in the same direction, and that direction was the location of the old man in Qingjia sitting on the mountain outside the mirror!