Yang Rongrong asked: "You don't know who sealed you here?"
The floating mirror expresses ignorance.
Yang Rongrong touched her chin with a thoughtful expression.
Maybe the person who sealed Fu Sheng Jing and Taotie was the same person.
Who could that person be? Why do this?
In addition to the Taotie and the Fusheng Mirror, did that person seal other ancient relics?
Yang Rongrong suppressed these doubts for the time being and asked again: "You just said that the way of heaven has fallen. What happened? If the way of heaven really fell, then where did the current way of heaven come from?"
It’s not like the current Tiandao is a fake.
Thinking of this, a layer of white hair sweat appeared on her back involuntarily, giving her a shuddering feeling.
Fushengjing held it in for a long time before speaking.
"I have no idea."
Yang Rongrong asked: "You don't know? Or can't you tell?"
Fushengjing had already begun to regret it at this time.
It originally thought that Yang Rongrong was a weak female cultivator with low cultivation. She could only rely on Shen Wenquan to survive. Once she was no longer protected by Shen Wenquan, she would be nothing.
It should be easy to control her.
But he didn't expect that this woman was terrifyingly sharp.
Not only would she not be fooled by illusions, she could see through its lies at a glance.
At this time, the questions she asked were more serious than the last.
If it had known that she was so difficult to deal with, it should have tried its best to kill her when she was first pulled into the illusion.
In the final analysis, it is too greedy.
It shouldn't have kept her just to break the seal.
Fusheng Jing struggled to spit out three words.
"can not say."
This answer is actually the best answer.
It’s not that it doesn’t want to say it, it’s that it can’t be said.
Because there is a pair of invisible eyes monitoring it, and once it says something it shouldn't say, it will immediately suffer horrific punishment.
As for who could have such powerful power, Yang Rongrong subconsciously looked up.
Her eyes seemed to penetrate layers of darkness and illusion, and saw the distant sky.
Is it the way of heaven?
Regardless of whether it is or not, it is not within her reach now.
Because she is still too weak.
She had to find a way to heal her spiritual roots, enhance her strength, and ensure her own safety before she could have enough energy to think about other things.
Yang Rongrong withdrew her gaze and looked at the Fusheng Mirror again.
"Last question, who woke you up?"
The three words in Fushengjing are still the same: "I don't know."
Yang Dan flung his eyes and approached the scissors close to the mirror. The tone was threatened: "Do you really know or fake?"
A wave of ripples appeared on the surface of the floating mirror.
It stands to reason that it is an ancient artifact, and even in the seal state, it will not be afraid of such a small scissors.
But when Yang Song was approaching it with scissors, it had an inexplicable feelings, and intuitive reminding it crazy that this woman could kill it!
It talked about all what he knew in one breath.
"I really don't know! After I woke up, the man had already left. He left a note before leaving.
On the note, if I want to lift the seal, I have to devour the monk's soul.
So I created my illusion at sea, attracted passing monks into the illusion, and turned their soul into my own.
Those souls did restore a lot of my strength, but I still couldn't lift the seal.
Until you appeared, I felt the atmosphere of the same source from the seal from you.
Maybe only you can remove my seal, and I need a little bit of blood.
I really just want to lift the seal, I don't want to kill you! "
Because it was spoken so hastily, its tone became unstable.
Yang Dou asked: "What about a note?"
Fusheng Jing immediately said: "After I read the contents on the note, the note automatically turned into ashes."
"It seems like you are useless."
Yang Rongrong raised the scissors and was about to stab the glass mirror.
Fusheng Jing shouted: "Didn't you just say that? As long as I can answer your questions, you will cooperate with me. You can't keep your word!"
Yang Rongrong ignored its cry and plunged the scissors into the mirror without hesitation.
The originally flat glass mirror suddenly became distorted, with cracks appearing centered on the impact point of the scissors.
Those cracks quickly spread around like spider webs.
Fusheng Jing struggled desperately, trying to break free and kill the opponent.
Black auras poured out continuously from the mirror. They stretched out to Yang Rongrong like tentacles, trying to drag her into the mirror.
The red runes originally wrapped around the body of the Fusheng Mirror immediately tightened, covering the entire mirror airtight, and the black aura was forced back into the mirror.
Fushengjing screamed in pain.
Yang Rongrong said expressionlessly: "I said, I will not cooperate with a guy who tells lies."
She herself is a liar.
She knows better than anyone how untrustworthy people who like to lie are.
The floating mirror suddenly shattered into countless tiny fragments.
Those fragments quickly shattered into sparkling dust and fell one after another, like stars falling on Yang Rongrong.
The illusion around Yang Rongrong distorted and changed.
At the same time, the entire city lord's palace was also shaking. Lady Hong and others who were besieging Shen Wenqu suddenly stopped and froze in place as if the pause button had been pressed.
Seeing this, Shen Wenqu guessed that Yang Rongrong might have found the Fusheng Mirror. He immediately put away all his sharp energy and ran towards the servant's room as quickly as possible.
He is going to find Yang Rongrong.
The houses in the city lord's palace collapsed one after another, and the flowers and plants in the garden quickly withered and rotted.
In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and everything collapsed.
The City Lord's Mansion disappeared, and Penglai Immortal Island also disappeared.
Even the East China Sea is gone.
The boundless darkness swept away.
At this moment, Shen Wenqu saw Yang Rongrong.
Her whole body was glowing, like the only light in the boundless darkness. Countless sparkling glass dust surrounded her like stars over the moon, attracting people to come closer to her involuntarily.
"Follow!" he yelled.
Yang Dan's like a feeling, turned his head to look at him.
She smiled slightly, her lips closed.
The darkness blocked the sound, and Shen Wenqu couldn't hear what she said.
But he can guess she is talking about through lip shape-
"See you later."
The sound landed, and the illusion was completely broken.
All the darkness faded away, and Yang Rongrong's eyes returned to clarity.
She found herself sitting on the back of the two-headed black bird, and beside her lay the unconscious Shen Wenqian, both of whom were wet.
Little Yellow Chicken and Liulang were staring at her nervously.
Seeing that she woke up, Little Yellow Chicken let out a long sigh of relief: "You finally woke up!"
Yang Rongrong rubbed her somewhat groggy forehead: "Aren't we on the spirit boat? Where is the spirit boat?"
"Suddenly the wind was blowing at the sea just now, and the waves overturned Lingzhou. You and Shen Wenzheng seemed to have lost the soul. No matter how we shouted, you did not respond. You are swallowed by the sea. I'm afraid you will be drowned. Just call the two -headed black bird to save you. "
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