Up to now, Qiankun Baotu and Wu Ming have not established a master-servant relationship.

Qiankun Baotu has been observing, or testing, Wu Ming.

As a high-level treasure, the soul of Qiankun Treasure Map, her thinking is no different from that of a person, her test of Wu Ming is by no means limited to strength and potential, and at the same time, she will also test Wu Ming's character.

Everything that happened, Xiao Qian saw it in his eyes.

At this moment, Wu Ming had already fallen into death, and the Demon Sword pierced through the sky and went straight to Wu Ming.

Without Wu Ming's summons, the Qiankun Treasure Mirror forcibly rushed out of the Qiankun bag on its own, turning into a ray of light and rising into the sky.

Rising into the air, the Qiankun Treasure Mirror is full of brilliance.

The mirror was flipped and aimed directly at the Demon Sword, and a mysterious light shot out from the Qiankun Treasure Mirror, shining on the Demon Sword, completely enveloping the Demon Sword.

Ziyin Zhenren, who thought that he was winning, looked at the Qiankun Treasure Mirror in the air.

"Ah, this, this is...... Qiankun Treasure Mirror?"

"Master, could it be that this mirror is one of the legendary eight ancient mirrors, the Qiankun Treasure Mirror?"

Ziyin Zhenren's face was extremely solemn, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his face was full of shock and incredulity.

As a second-rate sect of the Immortal Dao, the treasure of the Zhenzong, the Ziyang Immortal Mansion is also one of the eight ancient mirrors of the Ancient Wind and Thunder Treasure Mirror, so the moment the Qiankun Treasure Mirror appeared, he recognized it.

The Demon Sword was covered by the Xuanguang of the Qiankun Treasure Mirror, and suddenly the sword light began to dissipate, and the sword body trembled violently, as if it was trying to break free from the Xuanguang of the Qiankun Treasure Mirror.

Ziyin Zhenren hurriedly waved his sword fingers to drive the law decision, in a vain attempt to withdraw the Demon Sword, but the effect was not very obvious.

The situation seemed extremely chaotic for a while, the nameless killer had already killed the red eyes, in just a hundred breaths, the disciples of the Feiyu Sect suffered heavy casualties, and there were hundreds of black-clothed people who appeared on the other side, and the combat effectiveness was obviously not weak, even the disciples of the Ziyang Immortal Mansion began to gradually retreat, and what made Ziyin Zhenren even more shocked was that this group of people was also from the Demon Dao, and there were many masters among them.

Ziyin Zhenren's face became more and more ugly.

If it weren't for the unfavorable situation, if it weren't for the fact that he was already injured, even if Ziyin Zhenren gave up killing Wu Ming, he would never give up the excellent opportunity to snatch the Qiankun Treasure Mirror.

Just now...... , life is the most important.

Ziyin Zhenren tried to recover the Demon Sword, at this moment, Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian had already rushed to Wu Ming's side, Wu Ming and Xiao Hei were seriously injured, unprecedentedly miserable, but their bloody battle today gave Feiyuzong and Ziyin Zhenren a heavy blow.

If it is judged by losses, Wu Ming and Xiao Hei have already won a big victory.

"Brother, how are you?"

Feng Xiaoyang squatted down to help Wu Ming up, and asked with concern.

Wu Ming showed a difficult smile: "Hehe, it's okay, I can't die, cough cough." ”

At this moment, Xiao Hei has also changed back to his original size.

Wu Ming, with the support of Feng Xiaoyang, walked to Xiao Hei with difficulty.

"Little Black, brother, wake up, don't scare me. ”

Xiao Hei has fallen into a coma, it is really miserable, more than a dozen blood holes around Xiao Hei's body are bleeding at the same time, and Xiao Hei's entire body is lying in a pool of blood.

Wu Ming's call, Xiao Hei couldn't hear it at all, but Wu Ming found that Xiao Hei still had the breath of life in his body, but he was very weak.

Wu Ming endured the pain, leaned down and picked up Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei's six arms and three long tails were all drooping, without any strength, I have to say that Wu Ming has walked on the edge of life and death many times, he has never been afraid, but seeing Xiao Hei like this, he is really afraid.

He hurriedly gave Xiao Hei two healing pills.

"Brother Feng, Brother Yuntian, there is labor to protect the Dharma for me. ”

"You, what do you want?"

While speaking, Wu Ming also took a spirit pill, and then forcibly operated the Killing God and Demon Skill.

Burst!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Wu Ming's eyes were foggy, the whole person was swaying, he almost fought with his own life, and reluctantly transformed some magic elements, and transmitted them to Xiao Hei's body, and finally, Wu Ming finally couldn't continue to support and passed out.

After that, Wu Ming didn't know anything.

......。

I don't know how long it took for Wu Ming to gradually wake up.

As the five senses and six senses recovered one by one, Wu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I? My head hurts...... Am I dead? Blackie, Blackie....... Wu Ming's heart shouted anxiously, and suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ears.

"Wake up, look, his eyelids are moving, but he is awake. ”

"Hey, God forbid, it's fine. ”

"Brother, brother, wake up, brother, wake up. ”

Wu Ming wanted to open his eyes and get up, but he found that his body seemed to be hollowed out, without the slightest strength, and it was no exaggeration to say that even the strength to open his eyelids seemed to be gone.

One by one, the familiar voices gave Wu Ming some strength, and he slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him were familiar faces.

Rou'er, Feng Xiaoyang, Sima Yuntian, Zhuge Lingru, Old Orion, and the big bald head of the idiot monk, Chu Yuan, Chu Yingyue, Chu Tianluo, his eyes swept over, and out of the corner of his eye, he found that there were still a few people in the hut, even the dream shopkeeper, Dugu Leng and Situ Xinchang came, and in addition, there were three girls who were rescued by him.

I, Wu Ming, am not alone.

Wu Ming sat up stiffly, his face was as pale as paper, and he was so weak for the first time in his history.

He looked around the room twice, and then shouted as if with all his strength: "Xiao Hei, where is Xiao Hei?"

"Brother, don't move. ”

Feng Xiaoyang hurriedly said: "Brother, don't worry, thanks to you instilling the magic yuan into Xiao Hei at the last moment, Xiao Hei's life was saved, but it was just ......." ”

"Just what?"

"It's just that it's too badly injured this time, and it hasn't woken up yet. ”

"Take me to see it. ”

Wu Ming was about to get up as he spoke, but as soon as he moved, his body was weak, and Wu Ming sat back down.

At this time, Situ Xinchang and Dugu Leng stepped forward.

"Wu Ming, to be able to survive, you and the black ape are already very lucky, as long as you live, there is still hope for everything, what you have to do now is to recover your strength as soon as possible, this time you really broke into a monstrous disaster. ”

Dugu glanced at Situ Xinchang coldly, although these two people are both deputy masters of Honglan Martial Mansion, they look like each other, their identities are different, and their purposes are different.

Dugu sighed coldly: "Hey, you kid is really good, who is not good to provoke you, kill the four disciples of Ziyin Zhenren in a row, then Ziyin Zhenren will never give up, boy, you have to do it yourself." ”

Rou'er choked up and said, "It's all my fault, my brother burned himself in order to save me." ”

The other three girls also bowed their heads.

Feng Xiaoyang glanced at Dugu Leng, and then said: "I think Brother Wu Ming is right, those bullshit immortal masters, say one thing in their mouths, and do one thing in secret, if Brother Wu Ming doesn't make a move, who knows how many people will lose their lives in vain." ”