Eight, seven, six The distance from the ancient mirror is getting closer and closer. The hand of Ye Lan has been pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the heart of Hua Yue and others has also been mentioned in their throat. Although they have just taken the peace of mind, they still instinctively feel uneasy when it comes to the safety of Mu Hanyan.

Finally, mu Hanyan took another step, and the dazzling thunder shot out of the ancient mirror again.

Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao sword also choked out of its sheath. However, just as the sword was about to be cut out, mu Hanyan suddenly stopped.

An unprecedented sense of familiarity surged into her heart. The power contained in the thunder pillar was so kind. Although it came from the ancient mirror, it felt like it came from her own blood.

Countless mysteries, as if countless mysteries, are hidden in the thunder pillar, waiting for her to explore and explore.

"Be careful!" See mu Hanyan suddenly stopped action, even put away the sword, everyone is surprised, also don't know what she is thinking, Huayue and others subconsciously toward mu Hanyan.

"Don't do it!" At the end of the night, he reached out and stopped them.

He is also like Hua Yue and others. He can't see through mu Hanyan's intention and doesn't know what she is thinking. But from the action of Mu Hanyan, it was obviously thought, not an accident.

If she didn't guess wrong, she must have found something, or felt something, otherwise she would never have such a move. For her choice, yelangshan still chose unreserved trust.

Hua Yue and others wake up suddenly. Mu Hanyan is not a reckless person. There must be her reason for her doing so. If they rush forward so rashly, they are afraid that they will do something bad, so they all stop. However, my heart is still at sixes and sevens, how can't put down the heart.

The huge thunder pillar devours mu Hanyan in an instant, which makes everyone tremble. For a moment, Hua Yue and others dare not even look at mu Hanyan, for fear that she will disappear in front of them.

But very soon, their heart came true.

Shrouded in the thunder column, mu Hanyan was safe and sound, and the destructive power didn't hurt her at all.

Everyone looked at Qu Shanling again. The person he was referring to was mu Hanyan. What he said was not an empty story. What he meant was today.

All of us are full of admiration and yearning for this strange man we have never met.

Bathing in the dazzling thunder light, mu Hanyan walks forward step by step. Her action is not slow, but in the eyes of outsiders, every step she takes is like stepping through the reincarnation of thousands of years. In the thunder pillar, time and space seem to have been completely distorted.

When mu Hanyan took five steps and stood in front of the ancient mirror, he was only a few feet away from Hua Yue and others, but everyone had a strange illusion that he was thousands of miles away and thousands of years away.

And mu Hanyan's own feeling is even more strange. Five steps, only five steps, her body experienced a baptism of lightning, all impurities were cleared out of the body, the vigor became pure and incomparable, the meridians became more than several times stronger than before, which was as vast as the sea, which was several times stronger than the heart of ordinary practitioners, and also became more vast and boundless.

What surprised mu Hanyan most was that she didn't feel any pain, any difference. It was as if her meridians and heart should have been like this. Lei Zhu just helped her recover as before.

Finally, mu Hanyan stops and reaches for the ancient mirror.

"Buzz" the ancient mirror gives out a clear sound like an immortal sound. It is so flexible and joyful, just like a child who has been separated for many years finds a long lost relative.

With that clear sound, there is a wonderful rhythm in the whole world.

Hua Yue and others were shocked, and their minds fell into emptiness. Countless dreamlike scenes flashed quickly in front of their eyes. They were very real, but they were fuzzy and hazy, making people unable to see clearly.

Mu Hanyan's eyes stayed on the ancient mirror, and his mind fell into emptiness. Fantastic scenes appeared in the ancient mirror and came to mind.

"No, you can't die. You are my only opponent. I want to prove to you that I am the strongest in the world. You can't die..." In the ancient wasteland, xingtiannu half knelt in front of the mysterious woman, full of anger and sadness.

However, the mysterious woman's body has become cold and lost its vitality forever.

This is the scene of the mysterious woman's unfortunate fall.

As soon as the picture changes, another scene appears.

"Impossible, impossible, with my talent, with my nature, how can I be possessed? It's impossible..." On the top of the cliff, a woman looks up to the sky and screams, her voice is full of unwilling and angry.

She is only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, but she has reached the peak of a great swordsman. Her age, accomplishments and qualifications are much better than those of Mu Hanyan.

However, if you feel it carefully, mu Hanyan will find that her breath is disordered and uneven. Obviously, she is possessed when she is attacking the sword saint.With that full of unwilling roar, the woman suddenly burst out and turned into dust.

"Ha ha ha, no matter how bad your aptitude is, you can't escape our calculation after all!" An old man in black showed his figure and laughed wildly.

It turned out that the woman's obsession was not accidental, but a plot.

Then, the picture changed again.

"Who are you? I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to kill me?" Dim night, a ruins of ancient ruins, a girl half sitting on the ground, asked indignantly.

Several corpses fell beside her, and their actions were clearly to protect the girl.

More than a dozen swordsmen in blue robes surrounded her, one by one fierce and ferocious, with blood dripping from their swords. Although it's just an illusory picture, you can still feel the smell of blood in the air through the cold smoke.

The girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Her strength is estimated to be about the third level of swordsman. This age, this strength, also can be regarded as the quality of the adverse days. However, all the people in black have the strength of swordsman level 9 or even the great swordsman. It's not a swordsman Level 3 that can compete. The girl is obviously doomed.

"I'm going to die anyway. Why do you ask so many questions?" A great swordsman said with pity that the cold long sword stabbed into the girl's heart.

With a scream, the girl lost her fragrance and jade meteorite. Until she died, her eyes were full of doubts, reluctance and resentment.

The glaring laughter of the green robed swordsman slowly disappeared from the eyes of Mu Hanyan.

…… Pictures flash quickly from the front of my eyes.

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