"Here, it's a mirror!" Yang Ming was a little surprised, no wonder he felt that Zhou Hualin disappeared strangely, because there was nothing else to detain Zhou Hualin, but Zhou Hualin took the initiative to step into the mirror.

There was a calm mirror in front of him, the mirror did not move at all, and there was no reaction to the invasion of spiritual energy, this seemed to be a magic weapon, but he hadn't discovered what kind of thing it was.

Yang Ming thought about it, with a slight touch of his feet, the whole person flew outside against the mirror, flying out for nearly three hundred meters, and this mirror still existed!

Yang Ming tried his best to look into the distance, the size of this mirror was a little beyond imagination, and the size was even invisible at a glance!

"This mirror is so strange, why can we see it coming out from that side from the mirror? But we look at it but not from Zhou Hualin's back?" Wei Zhongling frowned and checked, stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly, it didn't hurt, but the finger was slightly stretched out and gone.

It's as if it's been distorted to another place by space.

"There's something wrong with this thing, though...... Not a big problem. Yang Ming rubbed his chin, escaped directly into the shadows, passed through this mirror, flew to the back of the giant snake, directly cut off the head of the giant snake with a knife, and then handed the blood spirit chrysanthemum to Zhou Hualin.

"Go back the way you came, go straight outside to build the foundation. Yang Ming shouted loudly, looking back, it seemed that because of the reason why he came in, there were some changes in the mirror.

Blood began to slowly appear in the mirror, as if it was pregnant with some kind of creature.

It seems that it is because of the blood here that the blood spirit chrysanthemum was born, and the blood is not only the human race, but also more breath, the breath of various demon clans and ghosts is mixed together, the blood is not pure, and there are some dirty.

Yang Ming roughly felt that it was not the mirror that opened up space, but the mirror that distorted the space here. And in this space, the river of time seems to be fluid.

A blood spirit suddenly came out of the soil, a blood spirit with the appearance of a human race, and with one punch, there were countless blood qi, and the fist went towards Yang Ming's face.

Yang Ming didn't care, there were too many breaths mixed with the blood qi, this kind of thing was naturally overwhelmed by his own karmic fire!

With a hand of karmic fire, he quickly wrapped up the blood spirit, and then bloomed into a lotus flower, which suddenly exploded and burned the blood spirit, and the blood qi was also burned clean by the karmic fire.

"Something, so dirty. Yang Ming was a little disgusted, after the blood spirit exploded, it looked like it was made of ugly blood clots.

And beneath the ground is still churning, and it seems that more blood spirits are coming back to life. Yang Ming frowned and flew directly to the edge of the upper section of this mirror.

After the blood spirit slowly emerged from the ground, some races that could only run on the ground naturally followed Yang Ming to run on the ground. And there were also some blood spirits of special races in the air, and the vibrating wings quickly followed Yang Ming, spitting out dirty blood clots one after another behind him.

"Damn!" Yang Ming glanced back in flight, stretched out one hand to the flying blood spirit, and said two words in his mouth.

There is something depraved and evil in the words, as if there is the oldest evil in these words. The sound was like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other, and when I heard the two words, there was a smell of blood in my nose.

The two winged blood spirits suddenly froze, the wings directly lost their effect, and the entire blood spirit fell to the ground, still moving slowly on the ground, and it didn't seem to have reacted yet.

Demonic words, Yang Ming, who cultivated the Heaven Opening Decision, had already begun to slowly recover the demonic power hidden in his blood. The language of demons is born with the magic power to change nature, and Yang Ming at this time is naturally more powerful when he uses it.

Although the word damn did not directly curse the blood spirits to death, this power was enough to make the two blood spirits unable to move.

Soon Yang Ming touched the horizon, the sky in the entire forbidden land was a little gray, and the sky in this mirror looked better, although the smell of blood was great, but it was at least relatively bright.

And the top end is not surprising, it is the edge of this mirror magic weapon, gently touching the edge of this mirror, Yang Ming sneered, directly stretched out his hand to hold it, and the whole person also appeared at the other end of the mirror. The egg hurts

This time it is with the help of the reincarnation desperate realm, which is the method that has just been taught, relying on the various intersections between the two worlds, directly shuttling in and out of the mirror.

Yang Ming held the edge of the mirror and pressed it hard, and all the spiritual energy began to pour into the mirror. And the blood spirit in the mirror began to quickly turn into the most primitive blood qi, and the entire mirror surface turned into a mirror the size of a human face, in Yang Ming's hands.

And a blood-red man slowly came out of the mirror, the bloody man looked at Yang Ming, and it took a long time before he spoke: "It's been a long time since anyone has provided me with aura, and I've almost forgotten everything." ”

"Who are you?" Yang Ming looked at this blood man, instinctively wanting to kill him, but he had some feelings in his heart, maybe this blood man and blood spirit were different.

"I am the spirit of the mirror, and I don't know why, I became the spirit of the mirror, it seems that it is because I used to take care of this mirror for the king. The bloody man looked at himself and then at Yang Ming: "May I ask if King Ming is still alive?"

Yang Ming was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke: "King Ming is an ancient human race?"

"What is the Ancient Race?"

"Terrans in an era when various races coexisted...... It must be the Ancient Race, right?"

"Is that so? Then I should be considered an ancient human race...... I don't know that when I entered the mirror, the Terrans had not yet been defeated. Has the Terrans failed now?" the Bloodmen were curious about the information from the outside world.

Yang Ming suddenly felt a little sad, and said: "No, the Terran has won, and the Terran is the number one race today. ”

"That's good, what about King Ming? King Ming is still the king of people, or is he the co-leader of the entire human race?" The blood man was obviously the subordinate of the king of Ming at the beginning, and he cared about the king of Ming very much.

"King Ming...... It should be gone, at least in today's day, I haven't heard of that king called King Ming, since ancient times, it should have been close to tens of thousands of years. ”

"Tens of thousands of years?" the bloody man stared blankly at the mirror, and slowly reached out and touched the mirror.

"Tens of thousands of years? I've been guarding mirrors for tens of thousands of years?"

Yang Ming's heart tightened, waiting for a mirror for tens of thousands of years, what is this feeling!

For tens of thousands of years, millions of days and nights, every day this bloody man looked around in the mirror, or looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, and maybe even thinking of nothing.

Because it's been so long, so long that it may have forgotten what it was waiting for King Ming to come here for.

It accepted the orders of King Ming and has been guarding the mirror ever since.

"It's okay, I don't have to guard it now. Yang Ming comforted the bloody man, and released some karmic fire to begin to remove the bloody qi that made people feel dirty and vague in their will.

"Indeed, the time has come for the Terrans to win. The bloody man also nodded, and then looked at Yang Ming.

"I may not be around for long, since the ancient human race is no longer there, I should go with King Ming. This mirror will be given to you, the mirror can reverse the space, imprison time, and use it to perceive the magic power of space is a must, and I hope you will not fall into the prestige of the Ming King. The bloody man arched his hand towards Yang Ming again, turned around and turned into blood.

It brought out all the blood and gas, and then dispersed together, these blood gases were not blood gas back then, maybe just some opponents defeated by the human race, all of them were caught in the mirror, and now they are all decayed, and only some blood is left.

Yang Ming held the mirror in his hand, and this mirror would be called the Mingwang Mirror in the future.

The mirror is a little heavy.