When Liu Ming rescued Zhao Qianying, Mo Tian and Qing Ling were still facing each other.
"Hehe, Ouyang Ming is not enough for one sacrifice. Are you still planning to sacrifice this little girl?" Motian glanced at Zhao Qianying, who was rescued by Liu Ming not far away, and smiled.
"This female also has the power of the demon soul in her body, so she can naturally be used as a sacrifice. The more sacrifices, the greater the confidence in summoning the Heavenly Mirror." Qing Ling said lightly.
Motian smiled, showing a noncommittal expression.
"After all that, I don't know how your Excellency is called?" Qing Ling asked with a turn of his eyes.
"You can call me Motian." Motian said with a move.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Demon. We are all aware of your and my situation, so I won't say much. The barriers opened by my two puppets are far inferior to the barriers of the gods and thunder. You and I will continue to fight. Going down, I am afraid that before summoning the Armored Sky Mirror, he has already attracted that person." Qing Ling glanced at Mo Tian's half of his body, and said lightly.
"Your Excellency may as well speak up." Motian said in a deep voice upon hearing this.
"In the final analysis, our goal is the Mirror. The treasure has not appeared at this moment. You and I will fight here. It is unwise. I have a suggestion. It is better for you and I to join forces to call out the Mirror, and then How about competing by ability?" Qing Ling suggested.
Motian heard the words, his face showed a trace of pensiveness, and his eyes flickered slightly.
Qing Ling did not urge, but waited quietly.
After a while, Motian sighed lightly, nodded and said:
"Friend Qingling's statement is reasonable, so let's stop fighting for now."
"In that case, there are many dreams in the night, let's start doing it now."
Seeing Motian's agreement, Qing Ling showed a hint of joy. With a wave of one hand, Ouyang Ming's blood cell flashed and flew over the blood cloud formed by the blood red heart, and then looked at Liu Minghe with cold eyes. Zhao Qianying glanced at it and said:
"There are three sacrifices, and we should be more than 60% sure of summoning the Heavenly Mirror."
Zhao Qianying was worthy of regaining her spiritual consciousness at this moment, and her pretty face turned pale when she heard Qing Ling's words.
Not to mention that her injury is not light at the moment, and her mana is only less than 10%. Even in her peak state, she is not the opponent of Qingling and Motian at all. When she thought of this, she couldn't help looking at Liu Ming beside her.
There was a flash of light in Liu Ming's eyes, instead of looking at Qing Ling, but at Mo Tian.
Even though Motian turned his back to Liu Ming, he could clearly feel Liu Ming's gaze, and suddenly said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Qingling is misunderstood. Although Daoyou Liu also carries some power of the demon soul, he is not a sacrifice prepared below. As for the little girl, although there are some demon soul possession, it is not pure. Me too. In addition, it can summon the Mirror of the Sky."
Qing Ling's expression was startled, with a hint of surprise on his face.
Motian didn't explain much either, he was muttering words, and the gray and white light of the stele in front of him converged, revealing the black and white body of the stele.
However, at this moment, the monument has undergone an abnormal change compared to usual. A faint blood red appeared in the center of the surface of the black and white monument, which was somewhat similar to the blood cloud in front.
Qing Ling's gaze fell on the Huntian monument, a strange color flashed deep in his eyes, and then he smiled faintly:
"It turns out that fellow Taoists actually have such treasures. It seems that they have already made preparations for the Mirror of the Universe. If this is the case, let's start now."
After speaking, Qing Ling waved out a black jade bottle, and under a sway, a black and red object flew out of it, and flew into the blood cell that Ouyang Ming had transformed in a flash.
The blood cell immediately changed, and there was a thunderous sound inside. The color turned from red to black, and it quickly turned into a cloud of black glow. Then, it flashed and condensed into the shape of a whirlpool funnel, with the whirlpool funnel directly facing the bottom. The blood cloud below.
As Qing Ling muttered a word, the bottom of the funnel became brighter and brighter and brighter and brighter, and the situation was somewhat similar to the huge black gas vortex behind the Jinmo barrier.
Seeing this scene, Mo Tian glanced at Qing Ling with a bit of surprise, accompanied by a low curse in his mouth, waved his hand, the Huntian Tablet shot out, and stopped not far from the black funnel.
In the next moment, the black and white light on the surface of the stele was released, and at the same time, the bloody light was quickly diffused. In a blink of an eye, half of the stele was enveloped by red light.
When Liu Ming and Zhao Qianying saw the actions of Mo Tian and Qing Ling, their eyes were surprised.
"Brother Liu, you seem to recognize the girl in Tsing Yi, and the magic sky, who are they? I always feel that their purpose is not as simple as taking treasure." Zhao Qianying's beautiful eyes flashed, her lips moved slightly, Transcript and Liu Ming exchanged.
"I don't know, but from the two people's words, it seems to be related to the reincarnation of the demon soul you mentioned earlier." Liu Ming immediately replied with his own guess.
Qing Ling and Mo Tian were both reincarnated as Demon Souls, and they were deliberately trying to get the Mirror of the Sky, obviously they had concealed some important things in their words.
What happened on the ninth floor of the Demon Abyss Tower was far beyond his expectations, and he couldn't figure out what would happen in the next moment.
Thinking of this, Liu Ming felt a little regretful in his heart, and stepped into this quagmire without knowing how serious it was.
But even if he wanted to leave, it was too late, so he could only take one step at a time.
At this moment, an abnormal change has taken place in mid-air.
Crackle!
A black electric glow shot out from the bottom of the black funnel and fell on the blood-colored cloud.
The black electric light seemed to be at odds with the nature of the blood cloud below, and there was a crackling sound. The black electric light shattered a blood cloud, but it also dissipated.
A smile appeared on Qing Ling's face, as if he was very satisfied with the situation.
Motian murmured a word, and the bloody light became brighter and brighter under the urging of his magical power, and it merged with the original black and white light of the Huntian Monument, turning into a weird color of chaos.
The gloomy light in his eyes flashed, the curse in his mouth stopped, and his arm waved, a group of chaotic flames fell from the chaotic monument and fell in the blood cloud.
Chi Chi!
A large cloud of blood dissipated invisible under the burning of the chaotic flame.
Qing Ling and Mo Tian glanced at each other and nodded. The two continued to activate the secret method, a black electric glow, and the chaotic flames shot down, bombarding the blood-colored clouds.
The blood-colored cloud was originally tens of meters in size, but after a while, it was scattered by a series of electric lights, leaving only a dozen meters in size, gradually revealing the things in the blood cloud.
In the distance, Liu Ming's eyes flashed with purple light, and his eyes penetrated a little residual blood cloud. As a result, his face was suddenly startled when he saw it.
The huge heart in the blood cloud has faded its flesh color and turned into a huge heart-shaped blood-colored spar, showing a translucent shape. Inside the spar, there is a small white mirror the size of a ruler.
"That is the whole sky mirror..." Liu Ming's eyes lit up, and he secretly guessed in his heart.
Mo Tian and Qing Ling apparently also saw the little white mirror, with a hint of fanaticism on their faces, and they even more attentively spurred the secret technique.
Rumble!
A series of black electric lights rained down on the remaining blood cloud like chaotic flames, and quickly dissipated the last blood cloud, completely exposing the huge heart-shaped spar inside.
Qing Ling and Motian breathed suddenly, and looked at each other, faintly showing a trace of hostility, the two of them coincidentally shone brightly on their bodies, desperately urging the secret magic weapon in their hands.
Qing Ling chanted a spell, waved his hands, black lights flew out of his palms, and sank into the black funnel in the air.
The black funnel suddenly increased several times, and the black electric light at the bottom was greatly enlarged, and it became brighter several times.
Immediately afterwards, Qing Ling singled his finger on the wrist of the other arm, and a blood arrow shot out from it and sank into the black funnel.
The black electric light at the bottom of the funnel was released again, and with a roar, a black electric dragon several meters long flew out, and the electric light flashed and rushed to the heart of the spar.
Thunder Dragon opened his mouth and spewed a black electric lightning ball the size of a human head. The black electric lightning hovered on it and bombarded the blood spar.
The scarlet spar made a muffled noise and shook a few times, but it didn't break.
Qing Ling's gaze flashed, and then he hummed, waved his black light magic arts, the black electric dragon's body faintly increased a little bit, opened and spouted thunderballs, and bombarded towards the scarlet spar.
At the same time, a sentence of curse came from Motian's mouth, and the Huntian monument had grown by a factor of two at some point, and the surface of the monument was shining brightly, and a huge cyan beast head pattern emerged.
The face of this beast resembles an ape, with blue fangs and blood-red eyes. It looks very oozing, but the most peculiar thing is that it has a huge vertical eye in the center of its eyebrows, and the chaotic light gleams in it.
Motian snorted in his mouth and waved his hand to play a magic formula. The beast's head flashed, and the third eye at the center of the eyebrow opened wide, and a dazzling beam shot out, fiercely bombarding the blood-colored spar.
The scarlet spar shook violently, and it was obvious that this beam of light contained extremely powerful power.
Click!
A crack finally appeared on the surface of the spar, although it was only a foot long, but it was very conspicuous at this moment.
Upon seeing this, Qing Ling suddenly turned his head and glanced at Mo Tian. After a sharp flash in his eyes, he continued to mutter words, then opened his mouth and sprayed out a black gas. In the black gas, there was a black bead with holes in it. Aperture arrangement, surprisingly is her true pill.
The black true pill flashed into the body of the black electric dragon.
A masterpiece of crackling!
The whole body of the black electric dragon was suddenly exposed to light, and its size suddenly increased several times, and black scales appeared on its body, as if it were a living thing.
The black thunder dragon twisted and disappeared in midair. The next moment, he suddenly appeared beside the scarlet spar. At this moment, it had grown to a size of more than twenty feet, and was actually wrapped around the scarlet spar.
Thunder Dragon's two eyes flashed black, and two dazzling black lightning shot out, like two thunder and lightning swords, stabbing fiercely on the scarlet spar.
Click!
There was another crack on the surface of the scarlet spar.