Plundering the Heavens

After seeing this fairy mirror and seeing its origins with the yin and yang gods, Fang Xing’s heart was ecstatic, and he never smashed himself into a big slay and broke into the depths of this broken world. It’s not bad, that fairy life is not the most precious thing in this fairyland. This is too illusory mirror. After all, it’s the magic weapon of the immortal king, and it’s completely born with its own spirituality, not to mention how powerful its power is. There is no way to find a way out of it. Just look at the mirror in it, you can reverse the hustle and bustle, illusion, and even use the means to control the world. This sounds like an unimaginable thing!

"Give me, return to me, haha..."

For Fang Xing, this magic weapon is simply impossible to meet, naturally unceremonious, a big laugh, then the body shape flies forward, and then the detective shoots into the mirror, wants to display refining magic I will take this mirror as my own...

"I don't do it, I don't do it..."

The mirror was even more excited than him, and he yelled out in anger: "It’s easy to get free, so it’s easy to have a hope and a real body. I will never be a magic weapon. I want to be a person, I want to be a person. I want to fly freely in the sky..."

"Haha, when I got to Xiaoye, I got you?"

When he laughed, he simply ignored the words of the chaos and the big hands, and covered the sky.

"Don't... don't be so rude..."

The mirror is obviously terrified and screaming, but although it can control the majestic fairy spirit, it has a lot of magic, but he is a magic weapon, although it is spiritual, but also weak. Poor, can only exert strength through some shackles, but now, if you are not around, and you are close to the side, it is even more irresistible, and you are directly taken by the party and you are in your hands. Then the mana was instilled in it, and he wanted to find its core array to refine it...

"Oh... you got my body and I can't get my heart..."

The mirror was also desperate, and the number screamed and burst into tears. In desperation, there was a childlike stubbornness and stubbornness!

"Hey, can't you really refine it?"

However, he said that he did not pay attention to his set. All the mana had gone in without reservation. He wanted to put his own knowledge in this mirror, but he did not expect that there was a mystery in this mirror. His gods are branded, and now they are very powerful. It is that the fairy can easily leave their own traces, but nowadays, this mirror is often ineffective, nowhere to be...

It’s as if it’s really like this Mirror, it’s got its body and you can’t get it!

"Hey, I told you, you can't refine me. I used to be the strongest treasure of the old man. Then the old man died. The thoughts left in my body are also in the world." I finally got a free body, and how could it be cheaper for you? Even if you are strong, you can’t even get a fairy, and you can’t leave a mark on me...”

The treasure mirror cried: "Don't be convenient for each other, forget about the rivers and lakes?"

The hustle and bustle of this Mirror is not to be ignored, but even he has to admit that this mirror is not easy to refine.

It is too advanced!

I can really hold it now, and even communicate with the spirit, but I can’t turn it into my own...

If you can't become your own, you won't be able to motivate it, and you can't trust it.

That mirror, even if the grade is high, is only the same as a scrap iron in his own hands...

... at most it is a scrap iron that can talk!

"How many big winds and waves have come over, I will be stumped by your mirror today?"

If someone else is down, the party has launched a shackle, that is, refused to give up. At the end of the day, simply let the heart and mind, directly run the law of the sleeves, and put this mirror into the literary world, and then run The various magical methods of this world have been used to suppress the past. There is quite a kind of energy that does not reconcile the mirror. It is not difficult to understand. After all, Fang’s favorite in this life is to rush, but now, This mirror is the magic weapon he has encountered, the highest grade, how can you not care?

boom! boom! boom!

Earth fire thunder, ink and sea, all kinds of horrible Taoism are intertwined from all directions, suppressing this mirror!

"Hey? Is this your world?"

That too illusory mirror in this world of knowledge, it seems to be very shocked, the spirit directly from the mirror to find out the head, quite amazed to look around, the eyes are clearly difficult to conceal the meaning of envy and greed: "You are so A guy from the poor place of Tianyuan, how could there be such a big baby, my goodness, such a big world, even the king of Xian can not get it?"

While saying that while being awkward, it seems that the refining and demotion of Fangxing is not so good.

"There is still my mind and my grandfather. I am here forever. Are you really a paper?"

Fangxing was annoyed, all kinds of strength, and the bang was doubled, and the violent suppression was on the mirror.

"Don't... don't... it's broken again..."

The mirror was also obviously shocked, shouting loudly, and there were indeed some fearful means of fear.

"If you don't want to fall, I really broke you today."

The party was not moved, and the various means were exerted more strongly, and all of them were bombarded on the mirror.

He also found out that it is not easy to refine this mirror by his own means, and he can only use it to break it...

"Don't do it! Don't do it! You broke me, anyway, I will never recognize the owner again..."

I did not expect that the Baojing actually got a bone, screaming, indented into the mirror, and refused to accept.

Fang Xing also had to stop temporarily and his face was gloomy.

He doesn't know whether this mirror is really a bone or a costume, but if he says something, he really can't bear to slap his hand. This is the mirror of the immortal king. If he gets it, he will naturally go out in the future. Blowing, Xiaoye, I even robbed the immortal king, who can listen to it? Moreover, this mirror is quite different, and it is broken by white, and it is not worth the loss...

"Haha, can't bear it?"

When I saw the side stop, the mirror was smug and screamed: "I know you can't bear to break me..."

"Where is this unpleasant sense of superiority and enthusiasm?"

Fang Fang hates the tooth itchy, his eyes are low, a bit evil to the gallbladder!

"I am a jewel of Taixu Xianwang who has spent three thousand years of hard work, and no one dares to swear at me in the Great Immortal..."

The Mirror was still unconscious, still smiling and proudly boasting.

"It doesn't look like you are going to give you some ideas. You really don't know who my grandfather is..."

The party said lowly, a sneer, the detective took the virtual mirror in his hand, and smiled hazy.

"What do you want?"

The mirror feels a little wrong, and the voice is screaming.

"Do you really think that I am the kind of person who is worried that the baby will not be able to get it?"

Fangxing smiled deeply, then raised his fist and whispered: "There are two kinds of baby in this world, my baby and other people's treasures, my baby wants to take good care of others, other people's baby...that What is the difference between soil and soil?"

"Hey!"

When the sentence was not finished, he had already slammed down and punched the mirror.

His punches were so heavy, and the entire face of the mirror was whispering, and the mirrored light was faint.

The instrumental spirit is even more screaming, extremely fierce.

When Fang Fang’s fist slammed down, he was even more unwelcome. He went to the ground and stepped on it.

Hey, punching and kicking, this time the line, but it is already not polite with it at all, the hand is not merciless, the heart has already held a kind of thought that you will not break you, then you will break that. At this time, Baojing was also like a real one. When he was beaten by the party, he screamed and screamed, but he pleaded, but he refused to give way to the party...

"Hey, why bother, please be merciful..."

Seeing this going down, it is really the rhythm of the broken net of fish, but suddenly this piece of knowledge is deep in the world, and there is a Taobao light that has emerged. The nine-story strange tower emerged from the end of the world. At the same time, at the same time A gentle black light floated out, but the light mirror under the foot of the line was gently picked up, and at the same time, there was an old and gentle voice...

"Well? How do these old guys come out again?"

Fang Xing was slightly shocked and frowned at the strange tower.

He doesn't know why those guys will do it at this time, but they should be not malicious to themselves.

"Hey, the little **** can't die, and I have a backache on my foot... Hey, you are... you turned out to be..."

In comparison, what is even more shocking is obviously that it is too illusory. He was still stunned by the strange tower. Suddenly, it was like an amazing scene, even the sound Trembling...

"Oh, Lao Taixu has always treated you as a baby. I didn't expect to have a spirituality..."

The existence of the strange tower laughed, and the voice did not go through the line: "It is estimated that if you raise it for thousands of years, you can really become an adult, just ah, after all, it has not grown, although it has spirituality. However, it is still dull. You know who the child is, and dare to come to him with strength. If it is not this part of the relationship with the old man, it is time to watch you being broken..."

"You...how are you here... ah, and the devil, how come you will be here... don't hit me..."

The treacherous mirror is obviously frightened and screaming, obviously not as arrogant as talking to the party.

Even from its voice, you can hear a little fear.

"We are all here, can't you explain the problem?"

The old voice in the strange tower rang again, sighing gently: "Mirror, your creation is coming..." (To be continued.)