Although red makeup mirrors are dangerous, each calamity becomes more dangerous than the last. But after each calamity is passed, the harvest is very good, and the biggest harvest is always related to the soul.
This is a treasure that even Haizongming, the powerful elder of Diaohailou, covets. Although it is not known how Hu Shaomeng obtained it, its potential is far from being fully exploited.
What can a peak powerhouse in the Wailou Realm gain from the red makeup mirror?
What catastrophe follows the sea-shattering catastrophe?
Jiang Wang thought for a while, but finally did not dare to try again.
He is now full of curiosity about the red makeup mirror, but the difficulty of the two disasters in the red makeup mirror has increased greatly. The growth he has gained during this period is only enough to try it this time.
I feel a little itchy, but only by living can I be qualified to feel itchy.
In the Tongtian Palace, the stars and rivers were spinning quietly, and the star-wrapped python was swimming slowly. But Ming Zhu in the corner was always quiet and showed no reaction at all.
Jiang Xiang behaved very "honestly".
With the current power of the soul, can Jiang Yan be suppressed?
Such a faint thought passed through my mind, but it was quickly put away.
It's not possible now, there's not much certainty. Tongtian Palace is too dangerous a battlefield, and it can easily affect his lifelong path, but Jiang Yan is mysterious enough, has broader knowledge, and has a better use of the soul. Jiang Wang had no choice but to be cautious. If he wanted to completely eliminate the hidden dangers, he would at least have to wait until the Soul's methods were more abundant.
Jiang Wang put away the red makeup mirror, flew up in the air, and flew forward to the sleeping position. He didn't say anything, just stared at him.
After a while, Qian Qian, who was "sleeping", opened his eyes: "Can you stop looking at me like that?"
"It's okay, you can sleep on your own. I can handle any little trouble myself." Jiang Wang answered the question.
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I asked you if everything is okay?
"It's scary when you look at me like that!" Qianqian's voice sounded a little aggrieved.
"It won't be scary when you fall asleep." Jiang Wang replied calmly.
It would be damned if he could still fall asleep.
"Okay, okay." He sat up and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"Someone is after me."
Without saying a word, he fell down again: "Let me sleep a little longer before I die."
Jiang Wang's forehead was throbbing with veins: "We have a chance if we join forces."
"Stop making trouble." He waved his hand feebly forward: "That person who dares to chase you must be stronger than you, there is no doubt about this, right? Even you, the famous Shen Tong in the Qi Kingdom, will be chased and killed. It means that the force that that person belongs to is also very strong and has a deep foundation... In a confrontation of this level, what can I, a little unknown monk in the Soaring Dragon Realm, do to withstand it?"
Jiang Wang encouraged him: "Even if it is a stone, it will hurt if it hits someone."
Xiang Xiang gave up on himself very stubbornly: "I'm not even a stone, I'm a ball of mud."
Jiang Wang also insisted: "At least it can stain other people's clothes."
"Forget it." Qianqian sighed: "Living is already terrible, so don't cause trouble to others."
Jiang Wang was too lazy to pay attention to his depressing words and went directly to the topic: "If the other party has already set off, they will probably catch up in the next few days."
Qianqian didn't even ask who it was, he just scratched his messy hair and said listlessly: "It's very troublesome. Can't we run?"
"I don't want to run away." Jiang Wang said.
Xiang Xiang forced himself to be more serious and thought for a moment: "That day in Qingyang Town, there was a very powerful person who was hiding his whereabouts. Can't you invite him?"
"It costs money to invite him." Jiang Wang said, "It costs a lot of money."
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He didn't want to say anything.
"Don't worry, I'm still waiting for information." Jiang Wang reassured him: "We will only fight if the opponent can be dealt with. If not, I will definitely not die."
Qianqian somewhat resigned to his fate, but still struggled: "When you are weighing your strength, please remember that I am only at the Soaring Dragon Realm..."
"Deal!" Jiang Wang patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "I will remember it very clearly!"
Not only did he remember that he was in the Soaring Dragon Realm, but he also remembered that the Soli Sword Technique he practiced was one of the three most exquisite sword techniques in the Flying Sword Era. That was a swordsmanship that surpassed an era. How could it only stop at what it showed forward?
Of course, he will not rely on his potential strength to win. The reason why I strongly invite Qianqian to help is because of other considerations.
This side was "persuaded" to move forward, while Jiang Wang began to look for a way out for himself.
"Jiang Nightmare, Jiang Nightmare, Jiang Nightmare!"
Mingzhu shook impatiently, and then Jiang Yan's voice slowly emerged.
"Say what's going on quickly."
His tone was very helpless, even more helpless than before.
On the one hand, Jiang Wang guarded him like a scourge, but on the other hand, he always "used" him unceremoniously.
It's a pity that he is relying on someone else and can't refuse yet.
"There is a monk at the peak level of Wailou chasing me. I may have to fight with him. I am not sure about the outcome, so I need your help. You will help attack his soul when the time comes, and we will work together. Otherwise... we will We can only die together."
"Why are you fighting with the top monks in the outer building? This is a reckless act!" Jiang Xiang scolded.
Jiang Wang did not reason with him or analyze the reasons, and said directly: "I have decided."
As a "landlord", he has the qualification to be willful.
Jiang Yan was silent for a while: "I will only take action when you are at the critical moment of life and death. As for when it is your critical moment of life and death, I will make my own judgment. It is very likely that I will make a mistake in my judgment, but I will stick to my own judgment. So you It’s best not to count on me as anything important.”
He knew that after the exploration just now, Jiang Wang's soul power became more powerful, but he didn't know how much more powerful it was for the time being, and it would need to be analyzed slowly in the future.
But no matter what, he certainly refused to let Jiang Wang decide when he would play. Otherwise, it is very likely that as soon as he left with the Ming Zhu, Jiang Wang closed the Tongtian Palace and refused to accommodate him anymore.
Jiang Wang's plan was a conspiracy, and he was sure that if he died, Jiang Xiang would die as well. Faced with danger, Jiang Xiang had to take action.
Jiang Yan really had no way to refuse, but he immediately responded accurately and threw the choice back to Jiang Wang. Of course he is not willing to die, but Jiang Wang is also not willing to die.
Both sides actually hold the same handle.
Jiang Wang didn't expect to be able to defeat Jiang Yan in terms of intelligence and strategy, but he just wanted to give it a try if he had jujubes but no jujubes. If Jiang Yan doesn't fall for the trick, that's fine. It's the same nature as Jiang Yan jumping out to help him fight whenever something happens.
Jiang Yan is not the only back-up man. After dawn, he will also go to the nearest big city to find the peripheral organizations of Hell's Gateless and find a way to contact Yin Guan.
If Haizongming was promoted to the Outer Building Realm with his magical power and inner palace, he would be prepared to lose everything and never be arrogant.
Jiang Wang has basically made all the preparations he can to deal with this sudden danger. The next step is to wait for Chong Xuan Sheng's information.
Do your best and then listen to destiny.
After exiting Tongtian Palace, I looked up at the starry sky. It was a long night.
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What makes people feel extremely long is not just the time.
"Who asked you to come?"
The voice was smooth and clear, but for some reason there was a dark feeling of fear that enveloped it. It was not like the human world, and it made those who heard it feel chilled, as if they had fallen into hell.
The monk, whose limbs were bound and firmly tied to a wooden stake, remained silent.
There is nothing unique about the exercises he practices. His face also had no features. His clothes and everything about him were extremely ordinary. Likewise, he couldn't say anything.
No one could get any clues from him.
But standing in front of him, the man with an average face, but who showed unique charm due to a certain divine temperament, obviously did not recognize this.
"Then let me ask again." The man said, "Who asked you to come to me, Zhang Linchuan?"
Zhang Linchuan was rarely willing to repeat his question.
As his control over the Holy Bone Body deepens, his aura becomes more and more mysterious and distant.
The ordinary-looking monk still didn't speak, and he didn't even give him a mocking look.
He would not allow himself to be exposed in any way.
He had received extremely strict training and should never have been captured alive, but the man opposite him was too strong. It was so strong that he had no room for resistance at all, and he was already restrained without even a chance to commit suicide. He didn't even know how he was restrained.
But stubborn silence itself is also a clue.
"Well-trained, from a famous family." Zhang Linchuan nodded, gave his own judgment, then turned to ask the old man behind him who had his eyes closed: "Elder Lu, can you torture the soul?"
Lu Yan, who was born with dark eyes, shook his head: "The inherent flaw in his soul is probably not innate, but a clever method with very shallow traces. Once outsiders try to investigate, they will immediately collapse."
"It seems that it is really a great force." Zhang Linchuan frowned and thought hard: "I have dealt with people from Zhuang Guo, overtly and covertly, but this person is not the same. And now the White Bone Dao is gone, except for Zhuang Guo's people Besides, who else would be so interested in me?"
Lu Yan didn't speak.
"Wang Changji?"
Zhang Linchuan asked and answered himself: "Such subordinates cannot be trained in such a short time."
"Miaoyu?"
He shook his head again: "She didn't even have time to hide from me, so how dare she come to provoke her."
"This is really strange. Who else could it be?" Zhang Linchuan turned back and stared at the monk with an ordinary face: "You really made me curious. This is not a good thing for you, do you understand?"
It didn't feel like a threat because his tone was calm.
The monk with an ordinary face remained silent. If he had the chance to commit suicide, he would have died long ago.
And Zhang Linchuan did not mean to threaten him. He reached out and pressed his entire head into his body. The situation was miserable and he couldn't die anymore.
Freed?
This was the last thought of this dead man before he died.
Then he quickly saw light in the endless darkness.
At first, he thought it was the evil spirit of his family that led him. But then I thought about it, the family ghost will not lead the dead, because the appearance of the family ghost itself is a kind of exposure.
And that kind of light is a miserable white light...
He heard a voice say—
"Welcome to the inanimate world."
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ps: In the afternoon (with the same name), four heart-drawings were released. Mainly the few maps I have already experienced. For example, Maplewood City and Yangguo. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. You may be able to grasp the details better by comparing them. Of course, painters should not have expectations.
