The eight-sided treasure mirror rotates rapidly, trapping the deity and clone of the girl in the blood-skirt. Shen Lang's face appeared on the mirror. Shen Lang said coldly: "Girl, Chen doesn't want to hurt you, so he can only trap you in this treasure mirror first. After I handle my own affairs, I will come back and unseal the seal of the treasure mirror. At that time,

I will apologize to the girl.”

"Hmph, I don't look down on people anymore. Isn't it just eight broken mirrors? Look at this girl breaking this thing!"

The girl in the blood skirt scolded her and threw the blood-colored sickle in her hand out.

“Hohuh!”

The blood-colored sickle rotated rapidly in the air, like a huge dart, carrying the blood-light energy that destroyed the world and hit one of the mirrors.

An incredible scene appeared.

“Buzz!”

After the blood-colored sickle hit the treasure mirror, a strange ripple appeared on the mirror, and it bounced the blood-colored sickle out.

The blood-colored sickle quickly attacked the girl in the blood-skirt, and her power did not diminish at all.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing that the fairy treasure thrown out actually bounced back to attack him, the girl in the blood skirt was shocked. The deity and her clone quickly pinched out a magic seal, rolled up a large tornado formed by blood-colored petals, and hit the blood-colored sickle flying in.

After the "boom" sound, the girl in the blood-skirt resisted the blood-colored sickle without any danger, and her face became a little ugly. Can this mirror actually bounce back her attack?

"Damn it!"

The girl in the blood skirt didn't believe in this evil. She held a blood-colored sickle in her hand, and her clone held a thorny whip in her hand, and slammed into the two mirrors respectively.

"Boom!" A strange scene appeared again. When the immortal treasure in the hands of the divine and the clone hit the mirror, the immortal treasure in the hand suddenly generated a huge recoil force, and a large amount of blood light suddenly surged out of the mirror, which hurt the original girl in the blood skirt and the

Cluster.

"ah!"

A terrifying cry from the girl's mouth of the blood skirt, and the deity and clone were knocked away by the force of the mirror rebound. Her body was torn into pieces by her own attack, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. At this time, Shen Lang's face appeared again in the eight-sided treasure mirror. Shen Lang said with pity, "Miss, don't waste your energy. As long as you don't move, the treasure mirror will not attack you. Let's say goodbye first, the girl, please do your own thing.

.”

"Hey, you bastard, come back to me! If you can't beat me, you will be cheated. Wouldn't you bully me Xianbao?" The girl with blood skirt was full of aggrieved face, and even tears oozing from her eyes, looking pitiful.

Shen Lang was a little speechless. Isn’t the fairy treasure also part of his strength?

He wanted to leave directly, but he felt a little reluctant when he looked at the girl with tears in her eyes. "Miss, don't be angry. As you said before, the Heavenly Lord of Reincarnation has fallen, and you no longer have to stick to this place. If the girl doesn't want to stay here, she can leave the Yellow Spring Hell, and don't be obsessed with Chen." Shen Lang felt pity and said

Advise.

"Do you think this girl is really stupid? If I could get out of this hell, I would have gone out long ago. It's not that the lord of the eighteenth level hell would not let me out!"

"I have lived for more than one billion years. If I leave hell and enter the eternal world, without the blessing of the law of reincarnation, the remaining life span will not be one ten years, and I will not live for tens of millions of years!"

"What's more, it is said that there are many strong people in the outside world. With this girl's ability, she might be bullied by other monks when she goes out."

The girl in the blood skirt said in a crying voice.

Listening to the girl with blood skirt's remarks, Shen Lang couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that this girl was really stupid and cute.

"Miss... I must have never been to Changshi, right?" Shen Lang asked tentatively.

"That's nonsense! I have been in the Yellow Spring Hell since I was born, and I'm almost suffocating!" said the girl in the blood skirt. Shen Lang almost understood the other party's situation and said in a deep voice: "The girl may have some misunderstandings about Changshi. The real world of the True Immortals is very different from the Five Emperors' era. With the girl's cultivation level, she can basically walk sideways in Changshi.

, there will be no unopposed monk who dares to bully you."

"Besides, for monks in the world, millions of years have been long enough, and it is enough for girls to experience many things. If possible, I would recommend girls to go to the world to have a trip, and you shouldn't regret it."

The girl in the blood-skirt wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked stunned: "No monk has ever told me this before. Are you all saying true?"

"Every sentence is true. Whether you believe it or not depends on your own thoughts, girl." Shen Lang said frankly.

The girl with blood skirt bit her thin lips and frowned and said, "But to enter the eternal world, she must pass through the reincarnation tunnel of the eighteenth level hell. I can't beat the bald man on the eighteenth level..."

Shen Lang frowned. The bald head in the mouth of the girl with blood skirt should be the prisoner of the 18th Prison.

"Shen will go to the 18th floor of hell to explore. If I can pass through the reincarnation tunnel of the 18th hell, I will come to take the girl away with me, which will be considered as repaying the girl's previous kindness." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

This made the girl in the blood-skirt turn so much that she turned her worries into joy and said excitedly: "That's great! If you can say what you say, Xuan'er is willing to serve the young master for millions of years... Oh no, it's OK for millions of years!"

Shen Lang hurriedly said, "You don't have to do this, girls, you and I can just be called friends."

The girl in the blood skirt nodded repeatedly: "What is the wish of the young master, then what is it. By the way! Haven't you asked the young master's name yet?"

Shen Lang clasped his fists and said, "Shen Lang is down, a human monk."

The girl in the blood skirt laughed and said, "Shen Lang...is indeed a good name. The little girl Meng Xuan'er, please don't forget to come to find Xuan'er."

"Shen has written it down."

Shen Lang nodded slightly and then said, "Miss Xuan'er, Shen is in a hurry, so he will say goodbye first."

"Hey, wait!" Meng Xuan'er called Shen Lang, then took off a blood-red wooden hairpin from her head, and said with a serious look on her face: "Young Master Shen, the bald head in the 18th Prison is very powerful, at least much better than me. This hairpin is

Made of the flower stems of the little woman's body, it can be used as a hidden weapon to attack the bald soul body. Perhaps it can help the young master with his arm at a critical moment. I hope he will accept it!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Xuan'er!"

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Shen Lang couldn't refuse, so he floated into the eight-sided treasure mirror and accepted the blood-wood hairpin handed over by Meng Xuan'er.

"I wish you all the best!"

Meng Xuan'er smiled happily, looking simple and cute, without any resentment in her heart.

Since the two had shaken hands and made peace, Shen Lang couldn't make things difficult for Meng Xuan'er anymore, so he immediately took away the eight-door golden mirror.

"Goodbye." After saying goodbye to Meng Xuan'er, Shen Lang flew into the reincarnation tunnel in the valley ahead and broke through the seventeenth Prison.
Chapter completed!