"The ancient Qiankun Mirror..."

Ye Zhihan's mind moved, and the ancient bronze mirror in his hand suddenly made a strange "buzzing" sound. The bronze mirror, which was originally the size of a palm, instantly flew over Ye Zhihan's head and burst out a yellow halo. An ancient and vicissitudes of breath surged out, like thousands of spiritual snakes, lingering around her. The "Gu Chenkun Mirror" that had soared dozens of times. Under Ye Zhihan's control, a dazzling white light burst out instantly, covering the dozens of "demon spirits" rushing in the front...

"ah……"

In just a moment, I heard dozens of demon spirits making a series of shrill screams, and they all turned into ashes under the cover of white light.

"Immortal Artifact?"

Seeing Ye Zhihan actually sacrificed a fairy weapon, Zi Chen almost glared out with shock and a look of shock on his face. Although he was not a Taoist immortal master like Ye Zhihan and Lin Xubai, he also knew how valuable an immortal weapon was. Even in the entire Taoist sect, it is said that there were only three immortal weapons. Now, Ye Zhihan holds one in his hand. How can he not be shocked?

"Puchi!"

Just when Zi Chen was still shocked, how could there be an immortal weapon in Ye Zhihan's hand? Ye Zhihan, who had killed more than a hundred demon spirits in one breath, opened his mouth and sprayed blood, his face turned pale as paper, and his spirit became much weaker than at the beginning. When he saw that her body was shaking, Zi Chen quickly supported her, and asked with a worried look on his face, "What's wrong?"

"fine……"

Ye Zhihan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "With my current realm and strength, I can't fully control the extremely domineering immortal weapon of the 'Ancient Qiankun Mirror'..."

"overbearing?"

Seeing Zi Chen's confusion expression, Ye Zhihan nodded. With a wave of his arm, he saw the "June-Zhengun Mirror" floating above her head, which burst out again with a dazzling light, covering both her and Zi Chen. The demon spirits around him, if they were not careful, would instantly turn into ashes as soon as they touched the white light on the "June-Zhengun Mirror" and these demon spirits were not the kind of creatures that had no spiritual consciousness at all.

Seeing so many companions died in the hands of Ye Zhihan, she did not dare to rush forward desperately. They were just surrounding the light curtain of the "Chengu Qiankun Mirror" and roaring with their teeth and claws. Seeing that these demon spirits could not rush in for the time being, Ye Zhihan also breathed a sigh of relief, nodded gently, and said, "This 'Chengu Qiankun Mirror' is the only immortal weapon among the three major mountain-storing magic weapons of the Daomen. The other two mountain-storing treasures, the spirits inside were damaged, and they could not be considered a complete immortal weapon..."

"Since it is the three major mountain-storming treasures of the Taoist sect, how can it be in your hands?" Zi Chen looked at Ye Zhihan in surprise and asked.

"The head of the Taoist sect said that this 'Ancient-Shen Kun Mirror' is closely related to my life, so I have always let me control this immortal weapon. However, because my realm is not enough, I have never used this immortal weapon..." Ye Zhihan said with a breath of breath. Seeing that the senior brother of the Jiuzhou Demon Academy had not yet caught up, he quickly said: "Wait while the pervert in the Jiuzhou Demon Academy has not caught up, you can go first! As long as the Ancient-Shenzhen Qiankun Mirror is there, it is not a big problem to stop him for a while..."

“…”

far away!

The senior brother who walked over in a leisurely manner, looked at the demon spirit he had worked hard to raise for so many years, and was killed by Ye Zhihan's mother in the blink of an eye. His gentle face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. He looked at Ye Zhihan with murderous intent and said coldly: "You dare to kill my demon spirit. I want you to be doomed. Originally, I just wanted..."

"Hey! The ancient Qiankun Mirror? This immortal weapon that suppresses the ancient Qiankun really exists, and it is still in your hands. It seems that I have good luck today. Although I have lost so many demon spirits, if I get the ancient Qiankun Mirror in your hands, it will be enough to make up for all my losses today. At that time, when I completely refine this ancient Qiankun Mirror, what if I am the dean of the Jiuzhou Demon Academy? Isn't I going to let me be obediently sit down?"

Seeing Pei Jitian, the senior brother of Jiuzhou Demon Academy, suddenly appeared here, Ye Zhihan's face changed wildly, and he let out a mouthful of essence and blood with a "puff". Suddenly, the entire Zhengu Qiankun Mirror shone brightly, as if he wanted to suppress the entire earth. Before the demon spirits surrounding the white light had time to escape, they were shocked by the momentum emitted by the Zhengu Qiankun Mirror, turning into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating completely...

"The ancient Qiankun Mirror, suppress the eternal..."

Wulala!

I heard a roar coming from the Jingu Qiankun Mirror, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped Pei Jitian on the opposite hill. Seeing the invisible power of the Jingu Qiankun Mirror being pressed over, Pei Jitian also had a cold mockery on the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his arm, he saw hundreds of huge palms condensed by black mist, and directly grabbed the Jingu Qiankun Mirror on Ye Zhihan's head.

"Just relying on your tiny Taoist practice, what if you hold a peerless immortal weapon like the ancient Qiankun Mirror? Capture all living beings and catch them..."

"Click!"

Pei Jitian's big hand, which was as dark as ink, fell on the light curtains of Ye Zhihan and Zi Chen, and suddenly heard a crisp "crack" sound. The entire light curtain collapsed into pieces in an instant, and the other two huge palms grabbed the mirror of Zhengu Qiankun. When the light curtain broke, Ye Zhihan, who was already at the end of his strength, sprayed out a mouthful of blood again. She could no longer use any strength in her body, and could only watch her mirror of Zhengu Qiankun landing in the hands of Pei Jitian, the master...

"Want to grab the ancient Qiankun Mirror?"

Zi Chen, who had been ready to go, made an instant move. When the Jingu Qiankun Mirror was about to fall into Pei Jitian's hand, he grabbed the Jingu Qiankun Mirror and put the Jingu Qiankun Mirror into his arms. Seeing that Zi Chen, an ant, dared to grab things in his hand, Pei Jitian's face also became ferocious and terrifying. He waved his sleeves and sneered: "So what if you grab it? Not only the Jingu Qiankun Mirror, but even you will fall into my hand..."

"brush!"

More than a hundred black fog hands were instantly grabbed Zi Chen and Ye Zhihan.

Zi Chen is a little better, unlike Ye Zhihan. Now, she, let alone resisting, even moving her body has become a luxury. Before Zi Chen could rescue Ye Zhihan, she saw Ye Zhihan being caught by a black fog hand. Seeing that Ye Zhihan had fallen into his hand, Pei Jitian, who had a cold curve on his lips, smiled coldly, "Do you think you can escape?"

"Boom!"

Pei Jitian's body felt a burst of black mist, covering Zi Chen like a cover. Even the surrounding hills and stone forests were wrapped in black mist on Pei Jitian's body. In addition to the demon claws everywhere, there were also demon claws stretched out on the ground of the "Gobi Stone Sea" and instantly trapped Zi Chen in the center. He could only watch these demon claws fall on him.

Seeing that Zi Chen had no way to escape, Pei Jitian's smile became brighter and his lips pursed out a beautiful lip line, and he said slowly: "Even if you can escape again? In the end, you will fall into my hands? When you fall into my hands, I will tell you what is the real tragedy..."

"Swish!"

As the claws in the sky were about to fall on Zi Chen, a scarlet light with a strong smell of blood flashed on Zi Chen's body. In just a blink of an eye, he saw the figure of Zi Chen's guy dissipated without a trace in front of Pei Jitian. Seeing the fat meat in his mouth, he was actually taken away. Pei Jitian, who had been stunned for more than a dozen breaths, became angry and roared to the sky, saying, "Blood Shield Technique? Blood Clan, you dare to steal people from my hands. I will make you pay the price..."

Ye Zhihan, who fell into Pei Jitian's hand, saw Zi Chen's bald head was rescued and was rescued by someone, a smile of relief appeared on his stunning face. Notice Ye Zhihan's expression, Pei Jitian smiled coldly, "Are you happy? Because he was rescued? Do you think he can escape? As long as you are in my hand, I believe that he will come to save you sooner or later..."

"When he comes to save me, it will be your death..." Ye Zhihan said with a sneer.

"My death?"

Pei Jitian, who was very angry and laughed, said arrogantly: "Okay, I want to see how he killed me. You are lucky. I originally planned to use you to raise my demon spirits, but now, I have changed my mind. If you don't need you to raise my demon spirit, I will lock you up and let you see with your own eyes how your man died in my hands..."

After Pei Jitian finished speaking, he ignored Ye Zhihan, but said lightly in the direction of the Jiuzhou Demon Academy: "Listen, all the disciples should kill the blood clan with all their might. Kill one. I will have a lot of rewards. I will catch the person who killed the Ninth Junior Brother. I will teach him the skills carefully to ensure that he can become a teacher in our Jiuzhou Demon Academy..."

For a moment, the disciples of the entire Jiuzhou Demon Academy were infuriated, especially those who witnessed the Ninth Junior Brother dying in Zi Chen's hands. They even looked at their companions around them with rapid breathing and shouted: "Let's go! Catch all the remnants of the 'blood clan' in one go. As for the person who killed Senior Brother Jiu, whoever caught it was his ability to escape from the eldest brother, even if he was strong, he would probably have suffered serious injuries!"
Chapter completed!