However, the golden arrow did not stop as he had expected, but continued to slowly shoot towards him.
The power of the golden arrow surprised Tan Qi.
In order to stop the golden arrow from shooting, he has used up all his strength, but even so, he still cannot stop the golden arrow from moving forward?
He felt an unprecedented oppression.
This feeling of oppression has only been felt by Gong Yu.
What's going on?
Why did Mu Nian become so powerful?
He thought angrily, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and roared, draining all the supernatural power from his body: "Ah - stop it!"
With a loud roar, the golden arrow was finally stopped and stopped in the air.
The moment the golden arrow stopped, Tang Qi immediately fell to the side and rolled on the ground to a safe place, never daring to approach Gong Yu and Mu Nian again.
It was just a brief contact, but he had already observed the situation at the scene thoroughly.
He discovered that not only did the weapon spirits not dare to get too close to Gong Yu and Mu Nian, but even the Lion King family stopped aside very sensitively, as if they sensed a great threat, and stared at Mu Nian cautiously.
"Humph! What an ignorant human being! How dare you challenge the majesty of the Xuanyuan Sword?"
Shui Ling'er glanced at the Tanqi with disdain, as if she really enjoyed seeing the Tanqi fleeing in a panic.
As soon as Shui Ling'er finished speaking, Yun Ji followed up arrogantly, "If the Xuanyuan Sword hadn't been sealed within this human's body, that single strike would have killed that clown. How could he have escaped?"
"Xuanyuan Sword is truly unlucky. It was inexplicably contracted by a human and even sealed, losing its freedom for tens of millions of years."
"Heh!" Shui Ling'er's words seemed to have angered the Kunlun Mirror, causing it to retort in displeasure, "Princess Shui Ling'er, you're not unlucky? And that lousy prince Yun Ji isn't unlucky? A dignified god had his soul extracted and became the spirit of a divine artifact. Don't you feel sorry for him?"
In ancient times, the Kunlun Mirror was often bullied by other ethnic groups because it was just an auxiliary artifact and did not have much offensive power.
Especially warmongers like Yun Ji and Shui Ling'er, who always make fun of the Kunlun Mirror.
Therefore, Kunlun Mirror has no good feelings towards them.
But even so, Kunlun Jing only teased him verbally. This was the first time he had shouted so loudly and angrily.
He was very emotional, and his tender voice was tinged with tears, so hoarse that it made people feel distressed.
Gong Yu looked up and seemed to see a child sobbing silently.
She put Mu Nian down, stood up and walked towards Kunlun Mirror, opening her arms to give Kunlun Mirror a hug.
But just as Gong Yu hugged the Kunlun Mirror, a strange force suddenly surged from the Kunlun Mirror into Gong Yu's body, quickly rushed into her sea of consciousness, and occupied her mind.
A blank space appeared in her eyes.
The wind here feels so comfortable, and there is a sweet smell in the air, like the scent of flowers.
The white mist was blown away by the wind, revealing a simple, dilapidated thatched hut.
Although the thatched house is dilapidated, it gives people a warm feeling, a sense of home.
A childish curse sounded, and then a little boy ran out of the hut, his face dirty and covered with dust.
"Ming, I can't make a fire, come and help me."
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