Eight steps, seven steps, six steps...... Getting closer and closer to the ancient mirror, Ye Qifeng's hand had already pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the hearts of Hua Yue and the others were also raised to their throats, although they had just taken the reassuring pill, but it was related to Mu Hanyan's safety, and they still instinctively felt uneasy.

Finally, Mu Hanyan took another step, and the dazzling thunder light burst out from the ancient mirror again.

Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao Sword was also choked out of its sheath, but just as the sword was about to be cut out, Mu Hanyan suddenly stopped moving.

A sense of familiarity that she had never felt before came to her heart, the power contained in this thunder pillar was so kind, although it came from the ancient mirror, it felt as if it came from her own blood.

Countless mystical heavenly machines, as if countless mystical heavenly machines, were hidden in the thunder pillar, waiting for her to explore and discover.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Mu Hanyan suddenly stopped moving, and even put away the long sword, everyone was taken aback, and they didn't know what she was thinking, Hua Yue and the others subconsciously rushed towards Mu Hanyan.

"Don't make a move!" Ye Qi stretched out his hand to block them.

Like Hua Yue and the others, he couldn't see through Mu Hanyan's intentions, and he didn't know what she was thinking. But judging from Mu Hanyan's movements, it was obviously thoughtful, not accidental.

If she didn't guess wrong, she must have discovered something, or felt something, otherwise there would never be such a move, for her choice, Ye Qifeng still chose to trust unreservedly.

Hua Yue and the others woke up suddenly, Mu Hanyan was by no means a reckless person, she did this, there must be her reasons, if they rushed forward so rashly, they were afraid that it would be a big deal, so they all stopped. But my heart is still up and down, and I can't let go of my heart.

The huge thunder pillar swallowed Mu Hanyan in an instant, and the mighty heavenly power made everyone's hearts tremble, and for a moment, Hua Yue and the others didn't even dare to look at Mu Hanyan, for fear that she would disappear in front of them like this.

Soon, though, their hearts were settled.

Shrouded in the thunder pillar, Mu Hanyan was unharmed, and the destructive power did not cause her the slightest damage.

Everyone looked at Qu Shanling again, the person who was destined to be referred to by his master was indeed Mu Hanyan, and his words were by no means groundless and casually said, they clearly referred to today's events.

For this strange man in the world who has never met, everyone is full of admiration and fascination.

Bathed in the dazzling thunder light, Mu Hanyan walked forward step by step, her movements were not slow, but in the eyes of outsiders, every step she took was as if she had stepped through thousands of years of reincarnation, and in that thunder pillar, time and space seemed to have been completely distorted.

When Mu Hanyan took five steps and stood in front of the ancient mirror, he was actually only a few feet away from Hua Yue and the others, but everyone had a strange illusion that they were thousands of miles apart and thousands of years apart.

And Mu Hanyan's own feeling is even more weird, five steps, just five steps, her body has experienced a baptism of thunder and lightning, all the impurities have been cleared out of the body, the strength has become extremely pure, the meridians have become several times stronger than before, the already vast as the sea, the heart veins that are already several times stronger than ordinary cultivators, have also become more vast and boundless.

What surprised Mu Hanyan the most was that she didn't feel a trace of pain, a trace of abnormality, as if her meridians and heart were supposed to be like this, and the thunder pillar just helped her recover as before.

Finally, Mu Hanyan stopped and reached out to pick up the ancient mirror.

"Hum" The ancient mirror emitted a clear sound like a fairy sound, so smart, and so joyful, as if a long-lost child had found a long-lost relative.

With that clear sound, a wonderful rhythm surged between the whole heaven and earth.

Hua Yue and the others were shocked, and their minds instantly fell into emptiness, and countless dream-like scenes flashed quickly in front of them, which were incomparably real, but they were vague and hazy, making it impossible to see clearly.

Mu Hanyan's gaze stayed on the ancient mirror, and his mind also fell into emptiness. A series of fantastic scenes appeared in the ancient mirror and came into mind.

"No, you can't die, you're my only opponent, I'm going to prove to you that I'm the strongest in the world, you can't ......die," shouted in the Ancient Wasteland, where the Heavenly Maiden half knelt in front of the mysterious woman, full of anger and sadness.

However, the mysterious woman's body had become cold and lifeless forever.

This is the picture of the mysterious woman who suffered a plot and unfortunately fell.

As soon as the picture changed, another scene appeared in front of me.

"Impossible, impossible, with my talent, with my heart, how can I go mad, this is impossible to ......" On the cliff, a woman looked up to the sky and roared, her voice full of unwillingness and anger.

Seeing that her age is only twenty-three or fourteen years old, her momentum has reached the peak of the Great Sword Master, such an age, such cultivation, and such qualifications are much stronger than Mu Hanyan in her previous life.

However, after feeling it carefully, Mu Hanyan found that her breath was disordered, obviously going mad when she was attacking the Sword Saint.

With the long howl full of unwillingness, the woman suddenly exploded and turned into dust.

"Hahahaha, no matter what your qualifications can be, after all, you still can't escape our calculations!" An old man in black showed his figure and laughed wildly unscrupulously.

It turned out that this woman's madness was not accidental, but was plotted.

Immediately after that, the picture changed again.

"Who are you, I have no grudge against you, why do you want me to die?" asked a young girl who was half-sitting on the ground in the middle of an ancient ruins that had fallen into ruins.

Several corpses fell beside her, and their actions were clearly to give their lives to protect the girl.

More than a dozen swordsmen in cyan sword robes surrounded her, all of them with murderous faces and hideous faces, and the long swords in their hands were still dripping with blood. Although it was only an illusory picture, Mu Hanyan could still feel the thick smell of blood in the air.

Seeing that the girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, her strength was estimated to be about the third order of the sword master. With such an age and such strength, it can be regarded as a disobedient qualification. But those black-clothed people all have the strength of a sword master of the ninth order, and even the strength of a great sword master, and they are not at all a sword master of the third order that can be contended, and this girl is obviously in a catastrophe.

"I'm going to die anyway, why do you ask so much?" said a great swordsman with a gloomy voice, and the cold long sword stabbed into the girl's heart.

The girl screamed, and the fragrance disappeared, and she died, her eyes were still full of doubts, unwillingness, and resentment.

The wild laughter of the blue-robed swordsman slowly disappeared from Mu Hanyan's eyes.

...... Pictures flashed quickly in front of Mu Hanyan's eyes.