"I don't believe it, I can't break your turtle shell!"

Jiaoyan gritted his teeth and said, continuing to urge, bombarding and killing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liu Xiu was running the fragments, and the phantom of the Heaven Sacrifice Altar was moving, motionless as a mountain, resisting wave after wave of attacks. It's just that the situation is not objective, and under Liu Xiu's calculations, it can only last for an hour. After an hour, the fragments of the altar of the Heavenly Sacrifice Altar will be completely torn apart.

At that time, without the protection of the turtle shell, Liu Xiu would definitely die.

Do you want to die here?

Liu Xiu closed his eyes and thought about it, his mind was running, thinking about the way to crack it, and thinking about the way to escape.

Between heaven and earth, everything has a glimmer of life, and there is always a way to live in a desperate situation that seems to be dying. These vitality may not seem to exist, but as long as you look for it, you can still find it.

It's just that I've been looking for a long time, but I still haven't found it.

Liu Xiu is running the Ziwei Doushu, and the Zidou runes in the sea are running, endlessly, and all the roads in the future are evolving.

At this moment, his realm can evolve hundreds of roads in the future, but these roads are all dead ends, and there is no trace of vitality at all. To change one's life against the sky, at least there must be a way of life to change one's life from death, but the vitality is not there, there is no way to change one's life, and the future is unpredictable.

"Ziwei Doushu, change your life against the sky!"

The number of crape myrtle buckets in operation inspires the power to change lives.

When he was panicking, Liu Xiu suddenly felt a trace of strangeness.

Jiao Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and he saw the magic mirror appear, flashing with strange magic light, like a greedy snake, constantly devouring the master's luck.

"Damn, you dare to fight back!"

Jiao Yan was furious, and he didn't care about attacking Liu Xiu, urging his mana and suppressing the magic mirror. It's just that the magic mirror is running, and in just a few breaths, it is to swallow up the luck on his body. If you want to stop it, you can't stop it at all.

Whew!

With a wave of his hand, the horn annihilated the connection between the magic mirrors.

It's just that it's already a step too late, and the magic mirror is running, like a vampire, quickly devouring the true qi and flesh on Jiao Yan's body, and suddenly, Jiao Yan's body is shriveled up and becomes skinny.

Boom Boom!

The magic mirror tore open the void and disappeared into the void.

"Abominable ......"

Jiao Yan cursed, but he closed his mouth, the qi and blood on his body were decaying, and he couldn't do it anymore, he swallowed his last breath and died completely.

"Demon Soldier Fights Back ......"

Liu Xiu shivered in his heart. The sword can hurt the enemy, and it is easy to hurt yourself.

The magic mirror is an extremely powerful magic weapon, relying on this magic weapon, Jiaoyan defeated one strong enemy after another, but this time, it was eaten by the magic mirror and died completely.

Many magic weapons are born of spirituality and will help the master fight...... It will also turn against the owner.

It's like many courtiers who will die for the king, but there are many courtiers who will betray the king, and even at critical moments, they will rebel against the king.

At the critical moment, the magic mirror also backfired, and in one fell swoop, it devoured the luck, true qi, flesh and blood, etc., and killed it.

"This is a demon soldier, it is the easiest to counterattack, and it is not a natal magic weapon, so it is naturally easy to counterattack!"

Liu Xiu sighed and came to a conclusion.

Among the demon soldiers, there is an aura of chaos, and they often turn against their masters. In addition, among the magic weapons, those magic weapons that have been refined by themselves are extremely loyal to their masters, and the loyalty of the second and third masters of the magic weapons is constantly declining.

This magic mirror is a magic weapon obtained in the adventure of Jiaoyan, this magic weapon, after all, was not refined by him himself, it lacks fit, and it is even more difficult to fight bloodily, at the critical moment, he betrayed him and came back.

............

"I survived, he died!"

Liu Xiu coughed, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "If the magic mirror doesn't regurgitate, I'll die!"

What luck!

This is luck, turning evil into good fortune and turning into good fortune when encountering difficulties.

No matter how you can't kill it, it was originally a mortal situation, but it was reversed alive and down.

"Void Retreat!"

Liu Xiu ran the literary qi, and the literary qi was running, smelted into the void, and then tore the void apart, turned it into a retreat, and fled.

In an instant, Liu Xiu escaped and ascended to heaven.

"Father, what's wrong with you!"

At this time, Jiao Xueqing appeared, looking at the fallen father's corpse, her face full of tears.

My father died, and he was devoured by the magic mirror.

"Why does the magic mirror backlash, just because my father attracted too much power in order to strangle the immortal young emperor, which led to the magic mirror backlash - the immortal young emperor, I will take revenge for killing my father!"

Jiao Xueqing gritted her teeth and said.

............

With Liu Xiu's escape, the fight ended in nothing, and he was anticlimactic.

The void shattered, and a magic weapon appeared, which was the magic mirror, and the mirror light flashed in the magic mirror, and a girl appeared, which was the spirit of the magic mirror.

It is very difficult for a magic weapon to give birth to spirituality, and the possibility of a magic weapon giving birth to spirituality can be said to be one in a thousand. And the birth of spirituality is condensed with a spiritual wisdom that is no less than that of a monk, and it is even rarer. And in the magic mirror, the machine spirit is condensed, and the machine spirit has a lot of cultivation, if it urges the body, it can burst out with strong power.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The Magic Mirror Girl coughed and couldn't help scolding: "Damn, damnable, it is extremely sinful to let my body suffer a lot." That horn is simply stupid, to provoke that son of luck, it is simply looking for death. It's just that you're looking for death, and you're going to drag me up, it's just looking for death!"

"That son of luck, luck is as strong as fire, you can't kill him, even killing him will only become a stepping stone!"

The magic mirror girl thought, thought about it, but was terrified in her heart.

The machine spirit has a keen sense of danger, a sense of danger.

When I first came into contact, I didn't feel much of it, but the more I came into contact and the more I clashed, the more I felt that this son of luck, luck was so strong, and his qualifications were so strong that he couldn't be killed at all—at least this horn couldn't be killed.

The son of luck is the condensation of the luck of an era and the pride of heaven and earth.

The son of luck, strong luck, is difficult to kill.

The son of luck has a strong luck, the more he is suppressed, the more his luck is vigorous, the more he is suppressed, the more intense his luck becomes, and in the calamity, he will always turn all kinds of suppression, all kinds of calamities, into propulsion, become stronger, more terrifying.

"The son of luck, the darling of heaven and earth, has been favored by heaven and earth, and will trip over magic weapons when walking; if you fall under the cliff, you will encounter the fairy cave; when you fight with a strong enemy, when you see that you are invincible, there will be a meteor falling and smashing the strong enemy to death!"

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