In an instant, the golden Buddha light and the purple demon light shone on the entire sea of knowledge.

There are bursts of mysterious voices faintly coming out, filling the entire space, the demon saint laughs wildly, the Buddha chants the scriptures in a low voice, echoes, circles, constantly showing a picture, the breath of the wilderness, the traces of the avenue, such as the heavenly immortals and Buddhas singing!

Wherever the two-color light passed, everything was wiped out, and the monstrous formation formed before, under the power of these two holy objects, could not even hold a breath, and instantly turned into flying ashes.

"It's done!" Mo Chen was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked inside, only to see that the flying ash formed by the formation had disappeared without dissipating, slowly emitting black light, forming a little black light and stars in the sea of knowledge.

"This formation is also composed of the power of the world?" Mo Chen was shocked, but then it became clear that since he could be fed by the power of the world, it was not so strange that the formation was forged by the power of the world.

As the formation shattered, the faint power of the world spread to the entire sea of knowledge, and the next moment, the two holy relics suddenly made a loud buzzing sound.

I saw that the two holy relics flickered again, turning into two giant vortices, spinning faster and faster, with infinite suction emitting from within, like two photogenic light holes, directly absorbing all the formation fragments in the sea of consciousness and turning them into nourishing power.

"It really works!" Mo Chen was overjoyed, he could clearly feel that the thousands of blazing demon thunders that straddled the two holy relics were moving and circulating more rapidly, as if weaving a bridge of divine thunder, linking the two holy relics together, and speeding up the fusion between the holy relics.

At the same time, as the formation failed, the previous ball of light had dimmed, revealing a corner of the magic weapon in it.

It turned out to be a water mirror more than one person high.

The outside of the water mirror is square and the inside is round, the outside seems to be a square frame, and the inside is an oval tall mirror, the frame seems to be made of a material similar to copper, and there are many delicate and complex patterns engraved on it.

The reason why it is called a water mirror is because the whole mirror is composed of calm clear water, which will slightly ripple, rather than the copper mirror that ordinary people have.

As the light dimmed more completely, the shape of the entire water mirror was completely revealed.

Mo Chen looked closely, and on the mirror frame, three animal patterns were carved: a rooster, a fox, and a crow.

All three animals are stretched out to give them an eerie quaint look, and they all look like they're flying around the mirror.

But before Mo Chen could figure it out thoroughly, the two vortices above the sea of consciousness suddenly intensified, and out of thin air, several spiritual energy giant hands were formed, directly tearing the entire mysterious water mirror into two and snatching each other away.

Maybe it's the relationship between the demon spirit position karma diagram that took root earlier in the Ink Dust Consciousness Sea, or maybe this treasure is related to the demon beast, this time the competition directly snatched two-thirds of the water mirror, and the Nine Brahma God Seal Wheel trembled.

Mo Chen was speechless, and his master really didn't have any sense of existence at all.

However, he immediately thought that when the two holy relics merged, his own strength would definitely leap a lot, and his heart was also much more relaxed: "You can grab it, as long as you can return the spirit yuan to me earlier." ”

Seeing that the power of this world had a strong effect on the fusion of holy relics, Mo Chen simply did not stop doing it, stopped looking inward, and directly drew a gourd in the same way, and once again wrapped another ball of light in the ring and lost it in the sea of consciousness.

With the previous experience, Mo Chen's work was more handy, and after the formation was wiped out by the huge force again, Mo Chen directly wrapped most of the world's power with his divine sense, and sent it to the place of the two holy relics, allowing it to absorb it.

At the same time, the ball of light gradually dimmed, and the magic weapon in this ball of light gradually began to be revealed.

It turned out to be a purple bamboo handle, and the handle was covered with eighty-four bones.

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, but immediately came back to his senses, his body moved, and before the two holy relics, he snatched out the oil-paper umbrella and took it to the outside world.

"Boom! boom!"

The delicious meal in front of him was taken away by the ink dust, and the two holy relics emitted a deafening roar, and the strong vibration made him unable to even concentrate his thoughts, so he could only sit upright, and endure the nausea in his body.

Fortunately, in just a breath, the two holy relics calmed down again and continued to merge.

"What kind of is this...... Mo Chen smiled helplessly, what his master did was really aggrieved.

However, he also understood that this kind of thing would happen, and there was also a big reason why his own strength had not yet arrived, and he could not control the two Illusory Sun Realm Treasures.

If his strength reached the Permanent Realm, Haohua Realm, how could it become this situation where he was allowed to let the treasures of the realm scatter wildly.

"You still have to work hard to improve your strength...... Mo Chen sighed, and determination flashed in his eyes.

It was only then that Mochen was able to take a closer look at the oil-paper umbrella.

The keel of the umbrella handle is slightly longer, and the edge of the umbrella surface is distributed with large and small serrated blades, which are extremely sharp, like a round scimitar, which can cut everything.

Although the surface of the umbrella is slightly yellowish, the essence is new and shiny, and the material is obviously not ordinary.

And, on the surface of the umbrella, there are a lot of mysterious seals that ink dust has not seen, obviously this oil-paper umbrella is a rare weapon.

"Wen Ying is using this kind of umbrella-type Qimen weapon, this oil-paper umbrella, next time I happen to be able to bring it to her. Mochen was worried in his heart, in the sea of knowledge, when he saw the oil-paper umbrella, he remembered the figure of Xuanyuan Wenying, so he immediately snatched it and put it back in the ring.

Then, after a little breathing, Mo Chen once again dipped his divine consciousness into the Nahuan, and seeing that it was going so smoothly, he directly took out two balls of light at a time and crossed into the sea of his own consciousness.

This time, the two holy relics seemed to have a sense of vigilance, and after the formation was wiped out in an instant, before the light balls were completely dimmed, countless light giant hands stretched out from the vortex and directly tore the two light balls apart.

The speed of this moment was so fast, and Mo Chen didn't prepare in advance, so that he didn't see what was inside until the magic weapon in the ball of light completely dissipated.

This made him so annoyed that he rolled his eyes, but the most angry thing was that he couldn't think of any way.

But fortunately, he faintly felt that with such a large amount of world power being injected into the realm treasure, the distance between the two realm treasures was getting closer and closer, almost overlapping each other.

It is clear that the fusion is about to be completed, and Mochen's own strength must go further!

Thinking of this, Mo Chen swept away the previous haze, and the whole person became relaxed, and he hurriedly crossed the last two remaining balls of light into the sea of knowledge.

But this time, there was indeed a sudden change!

"Boom!"

As the formation was worn out, a huge figure slowly emerged in the sea of ink dust.

This figure was covered with evil qi, as thick as black ink, and it was surging.

The figure just stood there without moving, and Mo Chen could also feel an extremely powerful pressure from there, making his bones crack all over his body.

And behind the evil qi, there was a blue half-body phantom floating, like a human and a soul, extremely illusory.

"Anyone dares to touch my stuff!?"