Chapter 103: The Little Gray Mirror

This sword slash turned into an amazing sword, did not fall on Duanmu Sheng, but slashed on the gray whirlpool, roaring, the gray whirlpool rippled, and began to shrink in an instant, at the same time, Wang Cheng in the whirlpool, at this moment with a somewhat strange face grabbed the ink ding and the gray mirror, in the unfolding of this passage, the figure disappeared in this hall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the moment when his figure disappeared, he vaguely heard Duanmu Sheng's extremely angry roar, and he sneered in his heart, as long as he left this altar of the underworld, he would go back to the Nine Continents of the Underworld, and when the time came, the sky would let the birds fly, and when he returned to the Spirit Desolation Sect, these Jiedan monks would no longer be able to hurt him in the slightest.

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In the Nine Continent of the Underworld, the land of the tribes composed of monks, at this moment, a young man dressed in white, his figure suddenly appeared here under the fluctuations of the sky somewhere.

This fluctuation appeared silently, so it did not attract the attention of the monks here.

This young man in white, who was quite handsome, was about twenty years old, his hair was very long, and some of it fell on his shoulders, and in his hand, he was holding an ink-colored small ding and a gray mirror at the moment.

This person is Wang Cheng!

"The Nine Continents of the Underworld...... This should be the ...... of the monk tribe" Wang Cheng's expression showed a hint of thought, from the passage closed, he came here, at this moment, a little groaning, his body turned into a long rainbow, flew to a barren mountain in the distance, opened up a cave, he sat in it.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng's gaze fell on the ink tripod in his hand and the gray mirror.

This gray mirror, its decoration is extremely simple, it reveals a bit of simplicity, it looks extremely extraordinary, looking at this mirror, Wang Cheng is a little dazed in his heart......

This gray mirror was obviously the Ancient Immortal Treasure, and under the snatching of the four Jiedan monks, it was strange that it fell into his hands......

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but also felt a little strange.

After looking at the gray mirror for a long time, Wang Cheng groaned slightly, and his eyes fell on the ink tripod again.

This Mo Ding was also extremely weird and flew out on its own before, but at this moment it was dim again, Wang Cheng's divine sense poured into Mo Ding, and after observing for a long time, he did not find any changes.

"This Ding lacks a soul...... But before he was able to fly out on his own......" Wang Cheng thought about it in his heart, and the more he thought about this ink ding, the more strange he felt.

Put this ink tripod away, Wang Cheng no longer thought about it in his heart, but just placed several spell prohibitions in this storage bag in a row, in his opinion, this ink tripod can undergo a mutation, and it is very likely that it will change again.

Although this ink tripod has no effect on him, he secretly feels that this ink tripod is absolutely extraordinary, and it has no effect now, which does not mean that it will not have a role in the future.

As for this gray mirror, Wang Cheng held it in his hand at this moment, and after a little groaning, he poked out a trace of divine consciousness and immediately merged into this gray mirror.

After sweeping around this mirror, Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with a gleam, and with that trace of divine sense, he faintly felt that in this gray mirror, there seemed to be a huge aura of silence.

"Ancient Immortal Treasure ......" Wang Cheng's expression showed a hint of excitement, and without saying a word at the moment, his divine sense flashed out, and at this moment he fell on the gray mirror to leave an imprint.

This divine consciousness imprint is a means of recognizing the lord of the magic weapon, and the divine consciousness is imprinted on it, unless this imprint is forcibly erased by someone with a strong cultivation, otherwise this immortal treasure can only be used by Wang Cheng.

But at this moment, when Wang Cheng's divine sense was about to mark this gray mirror, suddenly, this gray mirror suddenly emitted a faint gray glow, and a vicissitudes of life emanated.

At that moment, Wang Cheng's expression immediately changed, and his hands quickly played several spiritual tricks, which fell around to form a formation to cover up these breaths.

His divine sense was released, and after carefully scanning the cave to confirm that this breath was not leaking in the slightest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The aura of this gray mirror was extremely strange, even an ordinary Qi Condensing Monk could detect it, and once this aura attracted Jie Dan Monk, it would be extremely bad for him.

Wang Cheng's eyes looked at the gray mirror again, and after carefully covering its surface with a layer of divine consciousness, the vicissitudes of life suddenly disappeared.

"I can't recognize the Lord...... Wang Cheng glanced at the gray mirror with a little gloomy heart, just now his divine sense tried to imprint on this mirror, but it suddenly failed, and it also caused the emission of its aura.

With a little unwillingness in his heart, Wang Cheng's consciousness moved, and he tried to brand it again, and after a few times, his brows furrowed, as if this gray mirror could not be recognized by him no matter how he branded it.

His face sank, and in silence, he tried many methods again, and finally did not hesitate to integrate his blood into this mirror, but he could not recognize this mirror.

Gradually, his expression became a little gloomy, in that Xuan Ming Dao, he could be regarded as having experienced several crises, and now he got the immortal treasure, but he couldn't recognize the master......

A little depressed in his heart, Wang Cheng put away the gray mirror, after all, this is an ancient immortal treasure, maybe his cultivation is still low at the moment, and he can't see through the true meaning of this immortal treasure.

At this moment, above the monk clan, the five peaks and the giant peak of unity, four figures suddenly appeared in the sky at this moment.

"It's the old monster...... I don't know who got this immortal inheritance. ”

"That's Nan Mo, the elder of the Spirit Desolation Sect, it is said that this person has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Sect, and this immortal inheritance is very likely to be obtained by him......"

After these four figures appeared, many monks in the monk tribe who were meditating cross-legged raised their heads at this moment, looking at these four figures in the air, with different expressions, and bursts of discussion sounded.

Nanmo glanced at this monk clan with a gloomy expression, in fact, he didn't feel much depressed in his heart at the moment, after all, Wang Cheng was out of the same sect as him, and after he returned to the sect, it was a big deal to go to the door to use the ancient immortal treasure, as long as he broke through to the Yuanying realm, it didn't matter if he wanted this immortal treasure or not.

Thinking of this, Nan Mo's expression showed a hint of decisiveness, and he didn't speak, his body directly turned into a long rainbow, and flew into the distance, as if he was about to leave the Nine Continents of the Netherworld.

But at this moment, the old man in the blue robe suddenly moved his face, and his tone came out with a bit of kindness.

"Nanmo Daoyou, there is something in your sect named Wang Cheng that is extremely important to the old man, and the old man will go to your sect to visit ...... at that time."

Nanmo was slightly stunned, and after taking a deep look at the blue-robed old man, he nodded, and then his body turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the distance at a high speed.

(It's about to be on the shelves, and the second volume is almost here, so give me some effort, and remember to order it for the first time when the time comes.) ）