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Chapter 212 The sword is drawn(1/2)

When Nan Chen said these words, his mysterious energy was released.

The powerful aura made Qiu Sheng Wencai and others feel the strong pressure.

Everyone in the opera troupe retreated to the door.

Frightened, staring at Nanchen in the room.

"Class master, what should I do now?"

"Yes, the headmaster, this Taoist Master Nanchen seems to have been possessed by evil spirits!"

"It's over, this mirror is too evil."

“…”

The troupe was talking and frightened.

Qiu Sheng Wencai and Jiale Qingqing were also gasping for a cold breath at this time.

Is this still the Nanchen they know?

Is this the junior brother they know?

Now, he actually threatened to kill them.

"My junior is at the late stage of the fourth level of the yellow level.

Don't be careless.

Let's go up together later and grab the mirror."

After saying that, Qiu Sheng’s literary talent and other words also made all the Taoist practices.

Already ready to face off against Nanchen.

The bronze mirror is still releasing that special energy, affecting Nanchen's mind.

Nanchen has fallen into inexplicable negative emotions.

That emotion made it forget a lot of things.

Let him have only one thought to possess and protect this mirror.

Moreover, such negative emotions are constantly increasing.

At this time, Nanchen looked cold.

Once you get angry, you will kill the dead.

However, just as Nanchen raised his energy and took a step.

It seems to have touched a critical point in the body.

A muffled sound suddenly sounded in my mind, as if a bolt from the blue, instantly slashing Nanchen, who had lost his mind.

Nan Chen's heart suddenly shook.

A little bit of reason is back.

A thought suddenly appeared: What am I doing?

Before Nan Chen could wake up completely, he practiced the Five Elements Body Mantra.

It starts automatically running for no reason.

With the operation of the Five Elements Body Mantra.

The black air of the bronze mirror that invaded his body began to be constantly squeezed and forced out of his body.

Nanchen's reason, which was swallowed and covered, seemed to be back little by little.

Immediately afterwards, Nanchen stopped his movements.

Two emotions, two spirits.

At this time, the fight began.

One side is Nanchen's return self.

I kept asking myself what was wrong with myself? Why did I do this?

On the other side, it is an extremely negative self.

Hate makes him angry, and negative makes him die-hard.

Now I don’t like anyone else and have an extraordinary desire to possess the bronze mirror.

Not only that, when Nanchen pauses and a trace of self appears in his mind.

The inexplicable charming voice suddenly rang out again:

"Don't hesitate, kill them.

Then, we can be together..."

The voice is endlessly charming, as if it can make people forget everything.

Moreover, a cold energy flowed into Nanchen's body again.

Obviously, we need to continue to control Nanchen.

But Nan Chen, who had the Five Elements Body Curse in his body, was not controlled.

The energy flow was instead swallowed by the special energy mysterious energy of the Five Elements Overlord Mantra.

At this moment, Nanchen gradually regained his mind.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the mirror of the bronze mirror.

But when he saw this, he almost frightened him.

In the mirror, a woman in white with a face full of rotten flesh, one-eyed, broken teeth, earless, bald head, and blood all over appeared.

Such a terrifying appearance is exactly the same as the charming and beautiful and pitiful woman just now.

In an instant, Nanchen seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water.

From head to toe.

But the rotten woman in the mirror was still speaking:

"Young Master, why haven't you taken action yet?

Kill them, I'm yours."

Nan Chen, who was already a little lost, was frightened at this moment.

I said intimately, "Damn it, I don't want this terrifying look for me."

In an instant, Nanchen regained his rationality.

"Young master, please do it quickly!

The beauty of my family will be yours in the future…”

After saying that, the rotten woman made a charming move.

In the mirror, I kept embracing Nanchen.

Nanchen was so scared that he almost vomited the overnight meal.

At this moment, Nanchen was as if he was electrocuted.

He cursed directly:

"Damn!"

Before he finished speaking, he shook his hand suddenly and threw the bronze mirror to the ground on the spot.

The bronze mirror made two "clangs" sounds and left Nanchen's hand.

However, it was not broken.

Nanchen looked at the bronze mirror on the ground, feeling scared and took two steps back.

Qiu Sheng Wencai, who is ready for battle, is Jiale Qingqing.

Seeing that Nan Chen suddenly threw away the bronze mirror, his expression returned to normal.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, but then he showed joy again.

Obviously, it was because of the instigation of the bronze mirror:

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

"Nanchen, you, you are not bewitched now, are you?"

“…”

Several people spoke, but they were not very sure.

He was still operating with his mysterious energy and was afraid to approach Nanchen easily.

Nanchen took a deep breath and said to Qiu Sheng and others;
To be continued...
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