"Let's go, let's go, when you get out of this canyon, it's the real beginning of the big show!" The grim smile on his face was full of a perverted pleasure and heartiness, and at the same time, an illusion of dominating a qiē gradually arose in his heart.

Gong Tianzhuo and the others didn't know what kind of sinister things were waiting for them at the end of the canyon, but Yao Buhuo knew, not only did he know, but he also knew very well that with the strength of the elite disciples of the younger generation of these major factions, there would be no more than five people who could survive in that situation.

And most of those five people were also missing arms and legs, and lost half their lives.

"What a feast for the heart. A somewhat abnormal flush appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed, but he looked at the lower left corner of the mirror wall.

There, there is also a mirror wall composed of dozens of "mirrors of destiny", and the image in the mirror wall is a desert that is extremely barren.

In this great desert, a group of disciples of the Savage Temple were approaching the elders of the major sects.

However, in the image of the mirror wall, the elders of these major factions, although they had a worried face, obviously did not realize that the worst situation in their estimation was about to be staged.

A team of major elders who can't use their spiritual power, against a team of barbarian temple disciples who can unscrupulously display their strength-

As long as you think about that picture, as long as you think about the expressions on the faces of the elders of the major factions at that time, you feel that you are about to go to a high tide!

That's so exciting, so hearty!

Among the elders of these major factions, most of them were the direct culprits who directly led the team to kill the Puppet Sect Mountain Gate back then, and Yao Buhuo looked at these old men in the mirror wall image, and could even call out the names of each of them.

For him, these people are the ones who deserve to be cut by a thousand knives and chopped up to feed the dogs!

Now, this group of dogs who are usually high up and powerful in charge of the sect are about to be beaten to death by a group of disciples of the Barbarian Temple. The best thing is that this group of disciples of the Barbarian Temple should have joined forces, and they were not the opponents of either of them, but in this great desert, it was these dozen or so disciples of the Barbarian Temple who were able to beat the elders of these major sects to death!

"It's going to be a historic moment!" Yao Buhuo muttered, his face flushed with sickness.

What was happening and what was going to happen on this mirror wall made him want to shout and roar loudly.

The elders of these Immortal Dao Sects, the elites and leaders of the younger generation, and the disciples of the Barbarian Temple, these people, what a huge force they should be, they are the ones whose puppet sects did not dare to use their brains and make up their minds even in their heyday.

However, now, these people, just like ants, were just teased twice by the Yan Ren King, and they had to fight each other and keep fighting each other until there was only one survivor left!

As soon as he thought of this, Yao Buhuo couldn't help but turn his head and secretly glanced at the Yanren King, and his eyes were no longer in awe and surrender, but into a kind of belief and a kind of admiration.

This kind of existence is the one who can really dominate the creatures of a world!

It's just that he can't leave here, otherwise, the entire Kyushu Xuanyu has already surrendered to his feet, and the five great families can only wag their tails and beg for mercy on this great power!

Yao Bu didn't even dare to peek at one more breath, how much he hoped to be able to get the inheritance of this great power. It's a pity that this great power doesn't seem to mean this, just keeps him by his side to help him.

"By the way, that arrogant little ghost called 'Canglan River', I don't know what to do by Senior Yan......" He couldn't help but feel a burst of curiosity in his heart, and his eyes looked directly at the "Mirror of Destiny" that appeared with Canglan River.

This "realm of destiny" is next to the eight gray and white mirrors that have no effect.

Yao Bu couldn't concentrate on it, he could only see that the "Canglan River" was in the process of traveling, and around him, trees, flowers, mud and rocks were all flashing towards the back at a rapid pace, as for where he was now and where he was going, it was impossible to simply judge from this image.

Yao Bu Huo can be regarded as staying in this small world for a while, and he has been carrying out every arrangement of the Yan Ren King before, and he already has a little guess in his heart about the location corresponding to the image in the mirror.

However, he still didn't know what the "Canglan River" was going to do, and he didn't know what he could do for the great Yanren King's predecessors with his little bit of Taoism.

With doubts in his heart, he secretly paid attention to this "Mirror of Destiny", and at the same time, continued to appreciate the bloody battles in the other mirror walls that made him high, looking forward to the encounter between the elders of the major factions and the disciples of the Barbarian Temple in the great desert.

However, at this time, among the eight "Mirrors of Destiny" that were originally gray, the first one suddenly lit up, and the gray and white in the mirror were swept away, revealing the figure of a young man.

"En?" Yao Buhuo naturally noticed this change for the first time, and immediately shifted his eyes to this "Mirror of Destiny", while carefully observing the young man in the mirror, while looking at whether there were any iconic scenes in the environment he was in now, so that he could judge where this person was now.

After observing for a moment, his brow furrowed slightly.

He found that not only did he not recognize where the young man was in this small world, but he couldn't even recognize what kind of sect this guy was.

In the "Mirror of Destiny" that suddenly lit up, this young man was not wearing the costumes of the various sects at all, and judging from the clothes and accessories, it looked like a casual cultivator.

It's just that if the medicine is not alive, I don't believe it, a mere casual cultivator in the spiritual realm has the ability to enter this small world, and moreover, he can also occupy a "mirror of destiny" alone!

"Who could this guy be?Do you want to report this matter to the Yan Ren King's senior?" He muttered, turned his head to look at the Yan Ren King, only to find that this powerful senior was sitting there with his head resting on his right hand and his eyes closed, as if he was contempling, or recuperating, "Uh...... Let's wait until I look at it again......"

In this suddenly lit up "Mirror of Destiny", Meng Siao, who still looked like Feng Siao, was standing in front of a huge stone hall, and there was no trace of anyone else in front of him and behind him.

At this time, he was looking up at this majestic monument, and there was some playfulness and mockery in his eyes, but the expression on his face was still faint, as if there was a smile, but there seemed to be nothing.

He stood quietly in front of this stone hall for a long time, until he sensed that someone was speeding towards this side, and then his feet sank, and he used the method of earth escape, directly under the wrapping of the Nine Heavens Rest, and sank back into the ground: "Whether you are the real Yan King or a fake, I don't want to be led by the nose." Even if it's a game, I'm going to use my way to break the game. ”