Long Qian's expression was sluggish, and his words were tantamount to a sharp sword, piercing directly into his chest, or the kind that went straight into him with a single knife.

Are you afraid?

Jokes, how can you not be afraid? That is Shangzong, the top existence of the Phantom Yuan Continent, although the Luoyang Dynasty is quite capable, but compared to Shangzong, it is still far away, otherwise Liu Jiang would not be so bold to do something rebellious.

Long Qian looked at Ye Tianchu, but saw that the young man's face was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest ripple, but that sentence didn't seem to be a joke.

After hesitating for a moment, he still responded softly: "It's impossible to say that you're not afraid, but if Shangzong is really so deceitful and seizes the foundation of the dynasty, I will fight to the death, and I will never be afraid of it!" ”

Although the voice is not loud, it is extraordinarily firm.

Ye Tianchu glanced at him and said lightly: "I'm afraid that the Luoyang Dynasty doesn't have the capital to fight with Shangzong, right?" ”

Even so, Long Qian's attitude still made him quite satisfied, at least this person was not hopeless.

Long Qian's face turned red, and then he clasped his hands into fists, and said loudly: "I also hope that Ye Xiaoyou will consider it carefully, although Shangzong is powerful, but if he really wants to fight, Qin Lao will not ignore it." ”

Ye Tianchu bowed slightly, understanding that before the critical moment, our side would not move Qin Lao.

"Ye Xiaoyou has no intention of rewarding, but I can't chill your heart, Xiaoyou will come with me!" Long Qian said that he walked towards the stairs.

Although Ye Tianchu didn't know what the other party meant, a weak chicken of the fifth level of the Tianyuan Realm was not enough to pose a threat to him, so he followed indifferently.

Soon, the two of them came to the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is worth mentioning that there are nine floors in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which means the Ninety-Five Supreme.

"Ye Xiaoyou, do you know what I mean by bringing you here!" Long Qian deliberately sold a pass.

"I don't know!" Ye Tianchu shook his head.

"There are not only scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion, but also treasures collected by the dynasty for thousands of years, and there is a purple mirror among them, which is a secret treasure among the secret treasures, which is extremely useful for the cultivation of monks, and even Qin Lao praises it!" Long Qian spoke slowly, his words mixed with a little pride.

Although he didn't have much affection for this cheap emperor, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was the treasure of the Luoyang Dynasty after all, and what Long Qian could boast of was not ordinary.

"It's going to be long at the beginning of the day!" Ye Tianchu whispered.

He doesn't have much interest in foreign things such as money, but if it's a treasure that can improve his cultivation, then he shouldn't miss it.

Today's battle with Liu Qing, although he won in the end, but there is still some trickery, if it is not for being brought into the Ring of God at the last moment and thus improving his cultivation, I am afraid that he has been damaged in Liu Qing's hands.

And Liu Qing is only the three elders of the upper sect, compared to the powerful ones, there are several people, even dealing with one Liu Qing is so difficult, if it is against the rest of the elders, Ye Tianchu really has no certainty of victory.

"This is it!" Long Qian stopped and pointed to the small dusty mirror in the corner of the wall.

This mirror looks ordinary, and there is nothing eye-catching, the only thing worth caring about is probably the purple appearance, other than that, Ye Tianchu can't see how this is different from the dressing mirror used by the girls.

"Your Majesty, is this what you call a rare treasure?" Ye Tianchu looked at the dusty mirror, and his tone had become a little unkind, was this making fun of himself?

When Long Qian saw this scene, he also rubbed his nose with some embarrassment, and said urgently: "Except for me, only Qin Lao can enter this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and after Qin Lao retreated, no one has cleaned it here for a long time. ”

"Ye Xiaoyou, don't worry, although this style is indeed not very good-looking, the thing must be a good thing!" Long Qian hurriedly patted his chest and reassured, his right hand reached out, and the purple mirror rushed straight to his palm, which was held tightly by him.

"This is the Purple Mirror, also known as the Cultivation Mirror, which is an extremely interesting secret treasure, Ye Xiaoyou will be able to peek into the mystery if you study it carefully." Long Qian handed out the palm-sized mirror in his hand.

Ye Tianchu was stunned for a moment, although he was a little disliked, but out of politeness, he still reached out and took it.

But what he didn't expect happened, the mirror actually burst out with purple light, and then Ye Tianchu felt as if his body was bound, it was too late to break free, his brain fainted, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a white world.

"It's ...... Where! Ye Tianchu rubbed his head and did not panic.

The current situation is unclear, and panicking is the most useless, which is the experience he has summed up after a long period of training.

"I took the purple mirror and came to this world of Xuanqi, could it be that Long Qian's hands and feet were made?" Ye Tianchu muttered.

Then he shook his head lightly: "No, this Long Qian has a request for me, and he doesn't think he should harm me, and his expression seems to be a little surprised." ”

Looking at the white and vast, reflective quadrangular space, Ye Tianchu seemed to have an understanding: "This is the world in the mirror?" ”

Babbling.

While thinking about it, there was a movement in the distance, to be precise, it should be footsteps, and then, a person of similar stature to him walked slowly.

"Well, strange, my eyesight and perception have dropped?" Ye Tianchu felt the fluctuation of the Yuan Force in his body, not only was it declining, it was clearly regressing.

At this time, he was actually only at the level of the Tianyuan Realm.

What kind of concept is that, which is equivalent to a hard step backwards.

And at this moment, he has also seen the appearance of the person who came, this person's figure is not only similar to him, it is clearly him, but compared to himself, the other party looks more old-fashioned, and does not seem to have feelings, and the other party's cultivation is also at the level of the Tianyuan Realm, the same as he is now.

"Cultivating as a mirror? I see, I see. Ye Tianchu suddenly brightened up, and subconsciously exclaimed.

Something unexpected happened to him, the "Ye Tianchu" who was similar to him was consciously imitating his movements at this time, but he only had his shape, not his god.

"Then as long as I defeat you, I can get out, right?" Ye Tianchu muttered lightly, without hesitation, and with a punch, the Burning Sun Palm gathered flames and condensed into nine fire palms.

The firelight condensed, rose to the sky, and rushed straight towards the other party, that "Ye Tianchu" raised his hand to block, and flames came out of his palm, but his movements were a beat slower after all.

By the time the fire palm was blasted, the Burning Sun Palm had already covered his body, Ye Tianchu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the thunder fist blasted out, although his cultivation was regressive, but the power of the thunder fist was still not to be underestimated, and he directly killed the other party.

Ye Tianchu looked at the corpse on the ground and shook his head a little funny: "What's this called?" I kill myself? ”

Isn't it, this scene is really weird.

Babbling.

At this moment, the "Ye Tianchu" on the ground began to squirm inexplicably.

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