If you don't understand the way in the mirror, you will not be able to touch that space with brute force even if you break the mirror into a thousand pieces.
Jiang Li could only pretend to be unable to resist and let these fairies in the mirror catch him.
Although these monsters sensed Jiang Li's power, when they saw that he did not resist, they became greedy and wanted to eat Jiang Li's flesh and blood. So they used the magical power in the mirror to take away everything from him.
After such persistent pulling, Jiang Li was finally pulled in.
The feeling of crossing the mirror space is actually not that strong.
It was like being hit in the face by a basin of ice water, and the discomfort was fleeting.
It can be seen that this space is very closely integrated with the outside space.
It is not as fragile as ordinary enchantment magic weapons.
No wonder the fairies in the mirror and the fairies in the painting are so popular among the immortal sects. If they are handled well, even a small paradise can be built.
When Jiang Li opened his eyes, he found himself trapped in a small room with mirrors on all sides.
He was surrounded by eight mirrors, and the light coming from nowhere made him appear particularly clear in the mirrors.
He looked around and carefully observed himself in the eight mirrors.
I have to say, they do look exactly the same.
The mask, clothing, body shape, and even his every move when he turned were exactly the same.
Although Jiang Li's eyes had not been trained in any special Dharma Eye techniques, with the blessing of merit and other states, he was born with the ability to peek into the mysteries of all things.
There is also a seven-colored Taoist body on his body, and seven rainbows appear in his eyes, which can see everything clearly.
He could easily see that these eight reflections were clearly monsters and fairies in the mirror.
The body shape and movements are easy to imitate, but the aura and the light in the eyes are not so easy to imitate.
The eight shadows in the mirror have different levels of strength, and it is obvious that there are differences in superiority and inferiority among this race.
Among them, there was a monster that seemed to be gifted, and its eyes imitated 50% of his charm.
And the similarity seems to be increasing.
"Huh? This guy is draining my spiritual energy."
Jiang Li didn't notice it at first.
This is because the speed of extracting spiritual energy is too slow and weak.
If a negative status of losing twenty points of spiritual energy per second had not popped up on the panel, Jiang Li would not have been able to feel it.
After being reminded of the panel status, he paid closer attention and discovered that with the continuous imitation of the Fairy in the Mirror, the power in his body was being slowly taken away by the other party.
"It seems that this magical power in the mirror is not that bad. Does it mean that the target must be dragged into the mirror to exert its full power?"
What Jiang Li is facing now is the strongest ability of the Fairy in the Mirror, the Mirror-Closed Cage!
As long as you drag the target into the mirror, you will completely enter their home court.
This kind of monster in the mirror likes nothing more than to drag people into the mirror.
As it is locked in the cage, it constantly imitates and takes away everything from the victim, and then it will be able to permanently acquire the victim's appearance.
Enter the real world and take over the victim's identity life.
This is indeed a very dangerous spirit, but in fact, just a mask is enough to blind them.
Jiang Li took two steps forward, raised his hand and punched the mirror in front of him.
The "Jiang Li" in the mirror also raised his fist and fought back in exactly the same manner.
Two fists with exactly the same force and completely opposite directions collided and canceled each other out.
This punch didn't even make the mirror in front of him shake.
This is how the "confinement cage" traps its victims.
The fairy in the mirror in front of him could actually punch with such power while imitating others.
It is probably the highlight of his life.
But compared to the calm and composed Jiang Li, the Jiang Li in the mirror seemed a little out of breath.
Just as he threw that punch, Jiang Li felt that the mirror in front of him wanted to draw away his strength to "pay" for the consumption of that punch.
But because his spiritual energy was perfect, the Fairy in the Mirror could not pull it out. He also had a mask on his face, which prevented the other party's innate magical power from being effective.
This way he could only expend his own strength to swing his punch.
Although it was just a casual punch from Jiang Li, that one blow had already made the monster in front of him exhausted.
How could Jiang Li let it go?
The second punch, the third punch, and keep throwing.
Because he was in a state of magical power, the monster in front of him could only passively imitate Jiang Li.
After two more punches, the fake Jiang Li in the mirror had become hunched and very old.
Originally in the mirror world, with the special talent of this monster, it can even directly borrow the power of the victim to launch the same attack.
That is to say, if Jiang Li wanted to punch the mirror, because the strength was exactly equal, not only would he fail to break the mirror, but he would also consume twice the strength, until he died from overconsumption.
But Jiang Li was wearing a mask at the time, so when he first saw these fairies in the mirror, he had already discovered the flaws in their innate magical powers.
As long as the face cannot be seen, the power of this magical power cannot be exerted even to 30% of its original value.
It is impossible to draw power directly from Jiang Li.
And passively swung out a fist as powerful as Jiang Li's. Just a few hits drained the power of the mirror fairy.
It can only be said that this group of monsters have not yet cultivated their talents to the fullest. They ran into the lucky Jiang Li, and they deserved their bad luck.
With another punch, the mirror in front of him shattered, and the old and dying Xian'er in the mirror was picked up in his hand.
After the mirror cage was broken, he found that the place where he was was almost exactly the same as the previous passage.
It's just the reversal of left and right, but for Jiang Li, who has mastered the field of reversal, this difference is simply child's play.
Jiang Li broke open the octagonal mirror cage and was holding the dying fairy in the mirror.
The other monsters, whose faces had returned to nothingness, finally realized that they had hit a wall this time.
After being stunned for a while, they all wanted to escape, but speed was not their strong point.
Jiang Li just waved his hand, and a vast amount of tree roots and vines emerged, tying up all the monsters.
After doing all this, one side of a hexagonal mirror cage next to it suddenly broke.
Qin Shuman, wearing a mask, walked out. With precautions, these monsters were not difficult to deal with.
But then, the deputy city lord of Fengdu City's expression changed.
"Sir, I feel the breath of blood!"
As expected, they were not wrong, the Blood King was in the Afang Palace in the mirror!
Qin Shuman is a descendant of King Ning. During this period, she learned the secret method of blood from Gu Meng, the Grand Scholar of the former Mohen Academy. She immediately sensed the source of her own blood.
"Can you find his location?"
"Let's go!"
After Qin Shuman nodded, they followed the breath and tracked it all the way.
After receiving the information from the Lord of Fengdu City, the other powerful men in the Temple of the Gods did not delay deliberately. They covered their faces with their own means, found the bronze mirrors, and entered the mirror Afang Palace.
"This...this...are you the Dragon Vein Ancestor?"
In the core sacrificial chamber of Apang Palace, the Blood King finally saw the dragon vein he had dreamed of.
But the dying dragon vein in front of him made him unable to react.
I'm not sure if the thing in front of me is a dragon python or not? A dragon vein that can control and influence the immortal world in the eastern region of Cangyun Continent and the vast mountains and rivers should be full of divine light and mighty power. Why is it like this?
Could it be that the Qin Dynasty was in ruins and its fortunes were declining, which affected the dragon vein and made it so weak?
After five thousand years of dormant preparation, at the critical moment when everything is about to be realized, the Blood King's heart is already in confusion.
He was totally unable to calm down and make good judgment now.
For example, there are clearly shackles and chains around the neck of this golden dragon, indicating that it is bound and enslaved here.
The only people who could do this were their ancestors of the Qin Dynasty.
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It can be imagined that the relationship between this dragon vein ancestor and their royal descendants would not be very good.
However, after the death of the last King of Qin, the Ninth King failed to ascend the throne, and the previous king did not appoint a crown prince, so many things that should have been explained were buried in the tomb.
He had no idea what his ancestors had done in the Afang Palace or what they had done to the dragon vein.
It's just instinct, guessing in the direction you want.
But if he looked closely, he would find that the half of the dragon vein's body that had disappeared was not neat at the fracture, but a mess of potholes.
The wound looked as if it had been bitten and torn by some wild beast.
The Qin kings of all dynasties built such a large Afang Palace here and did not allow outsiders to enter, but they did not use it for playing house.
"Ancestor Longmai, can you hear me?"
"Do you still have the strength to ascend the throne for your descendants?"
"Where is that national treasure, the foundation of the country?"
"Dragon Vein Ancestor, whatever you want, your descendants can find it. Please show your magical powers and continue the lineage of the Qin Emperor!"
Seeing the state of Dragon Vein, the Blood King no longer had the heart to act. The sad expression on his face disappeared. He moved close to the Golden Dragon of Dragon Vein and asked the question that concerned him most.
He also reached out and shook the dragon's head, hoping that the old ancestor could finish his important work before he died.
Otherwise, if the opportunity to restore his country slipped away, he would probably be so depressed that he would die here.
The dragon vein golden dragon on the ground was so weak that it couldn't even speak. It collapsed there, but its eyes as big as millstones rolled and looked at the peach branch of the Mu family ancestor placed aside.
This thing is a branch of the ten spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and is in harmony with the power of the dragon veins of the earth. If it can be swallowed, there may still be hope of recovery.
Upon seeing this, the Blood King also understood what the Dragon Vein Ancestor meant.
He quickly grabbed the real body of the Mu family ancestor and placed it next to the dragon vein's mouth.
The Golden Dragon did not open its mouth, but just moved its nose, and a puff of white smoke automatically floated out from the peach tree and was inhaled into its nose.
The offshoots of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth are also spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and their effects are extraordinary.
The dragon vein that was originally dying, after taking such a breath, the pair of eyes that seemed about to be unable to open, immediately glowed with divine light again.
He used his two remaining front paws to support his body and worked even harder to absorb the spiritual energy of the Mu family ancestor.
Spiritual energy continued to flow in from the outside world, and the wound on his severed end began to heal and grow slowly.
After taking two breaths, the dragon vein stretched out its claws again and pulled the other tributes over.
Similarly, put your nose close to it and inhale deeply.
The soul power of the King City God and the incense power of the City God's order all poured in.
Because the dragon vein now has no belly.
Anything you eat will fall out directly from the broken edge. If you want to replenish your strength, this is the only way.
It is a bit slow, but the fact that it can absorb these forces at least shows that this dragon vein will not dissipate.
The Blood King beside him had been waiting anxiously.
After a while, his dragon vein ancestor finally looked at him.
But the pair of millstone-sized dragon eyes revealed only hatred! This dragon vein golden dragon wanted to rush up and bite the descendant of Qin blood to death with one bite.
But unfortunately, since the day it was born, too many means have been planted in it, and it is impossible to resist the royal bloodline.
To the point of being harmed by the so-called national treasure and brought to this situation.
At this time, with the help of the peach wood and other treasures, he regained some strength.
But the Dragon Vein Ancestor stopped and did not dare to inhale more.
Because, if he recovered too much and too quickly, the "national treasure" would definitely pull him back and eat him!
This has been the case for thousands of years.
That guy seemed to treat him as a piece of delicious meat that he could eat endlessly.
After eating each time, he would rest for a while, and then grab another one to eat after he had absorbed the energy of the Eastern Region's earth veins to recover.
The dragon vein had been eaten to the point of spiritual collapse several times, and then was stimulated by the endless pain to regain sanity.
Such torture, the eighteen levels of hell must be just like this.
With the hatred accumulated over thousands of years, if it had the ability, it would have no psychological burden at all to bite the Blood King to death.
I don’t know what the Dragon Vein Ancestor was thinking. After staring at the Blood King Qin Hai for a while, he finally spoke.
"Since you want to ascend the throne, I will grant you your wish!"
The coronation ceremony should have been grand and solemn, with the people paying homage, hundreds of generals kneeling in worship, and ministers from both inside and outside the country coming from thousands of miles away to congratulate.
But at this moment, there is no time to worry about those useless etiquette.
The people from the Temple of the Gods are still chasing after us, so we can just go ahead and do the actual fighting.
The dragon vein took a deep breath and roared endlessly upwards, and then countless spiritual energy and royal energy rushed towards the center, and a golden crown slowly condensed above it.
However, the dragon vein was injured too badly after all. It took a breath, but roared for only three breaths before no one continued.
The gathering of the emperor's crown tassels above also came to an abrupt halt.
Fortunately, the ball of royal spiritual energy gathered and dispersed for a few times, and finally stabilized, but it looked a little unreal.
Of course, the emperor's crown and tassels cannot be condensed casually.
The most important thing is the imperial decree involved in it.
With it, you will be the Son of Heaven recognized by heaven and earth, and no magic or tricks can harm you.
In order to prevent the emperor's lineage from being cut off, the pre-Qin dynasties used the dragon veins, whose influence spread throughout the entire eastern region, to set some rules for the emperor's decrees.
If the current King of Qin dies, the emperor's edict on him will be automatically taken back to the Afang Palace through the veins of the Eastern Region, waiting for the next royal member to enter the palace.
This item does not have to be turned into a crown, it can also be turned into a necklace, a belt, or a piece of clothing.
The crown tassels slowly fell.
The Blood King was extremely excited. The royal blood surging in his body told him that this was what he had always dreamed of.
() (End of this chapter)
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