Eight steps, seven steps, six steps... The distance from the ancient mirror was getting closer and closer, Ye Lanyan's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, Huayue and the others' hearts were also in their throats, even though they had just taken a reassurance pill , but they still instinctively feel uneasy when it comes to Mu Hanyan's safety.
Finally, Mu Hanyan took another step, and the dazzling thunder burst out from the ancient mirror again.
Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao sword also came out of its sheath abruptly, but just as the sword was about to be slashed, Mu Hanyan suddenly stopped moving.
A sense of familiarity that she had never felt before surged into her heart. The power contained in this thunder pillar was so kind. Although it came from the ancient mirror, it felt as if it came from her own blood. middle.
Countless mysterious secrets, like countless mysterious secrets, are hidden in the thunder pillar, waiting for her to explore and discover.
"Be careful!" Seeing that Mu Hanyan suddenly stopped moving, and even put away the long sword, everyone was shocked, and they didn't know what she was thinking. Huayue and others subconsciously rushed towards Mu Hanyan. go.
"Don't shoot!" Ye Lan stretched out his hand to block them.
Like Huayue and the others, he couldn't see through Mu Hanyan's intentions, nor did he know what she was thinking. But judging from Mu Hanyan's actions, it was obviously deliberate, not an accident.
If she didn't guess wrong, she must have discovered something, or realized something, otherwise she would never have acted like this. Regarding her choice, Ye Lan still chose to trust her without reservation.
Huayue and the others woke up suddenly. Mu Hanyan was definitely not a reckless person. She must have a reason for doing this. If they rushed forward like this, they might ruin the big thing instead, so they all stopped. . But my heart is still up and down, and I can't let go of my heart no matter what.
The huge pillar of thunder swallowed Mu Hanyan in an instant, and the awe-inspiring power of the sky made everyone's heart tremble. At that moment, Huayue and others didn't even dare to look at Mu Hanyan, for fear that she would just disappear in the sky. in front of you.
But soon, their hearts fell to the ground.
Shrouded in the thunder pillar, Mu Hanyan was safe and sound, and the destructive power did not cause any harm to her.
Everyone looked at Qu Shanling again. The predestined person his master was referring to was indeed Mu Hanyan, and what he said was definitely not groundless, it was clearly referring to today's events.
Everyone was full of admiration and fascination for this stranger who had never met before.
Bathed in the dazzling thunder, Mu Hanyan walked forward step by step. Her movements were not slow, but in the eyes of outsiders, every step she took seemed to have stepped through thousands of years of reincarnation. In that thunder pillar, time and space seemed to have been completely distorted.
When Mu Hanyan took five steps and stood in front of the ancient mirror, he was actually only a few feet away from Huayue and the others, but everyone had a weird illusion that they were thousands of miles away and thousands of years apart.
And Mu Hanyan's own feeling is even more weird, five steps, just five steps, her body has experienced a baptism of thunder and lightning, all the impurities are cleared out of the body, and the energy becomes pure Incomparably, the meridians have become several times stronger than before, and the meridians, which are already as vast as the sea, are several times stronger than ordinary practitioners, and have become even more vast and boundless.
What surprised Mu Hanyan the most was that she didn't feel a trace of pain or strangeness, as if her meridians and heart vessels were supposed to be like this, and the Leizhu just helped her recover.
Finally, Mu Hanyan stopped and reached out to pick up the ancient mirror.
"Om..." Gu Jing let out a clear cry like a fairy sound, so agile and joyful, like a long-lost child finding a long-lost relative.
With that clear sound, there was a wonderful rhythm in the whole world.
Huayue and the others were shocked, and their minds fell into emptiness for an instant. Countless dream-like scenes flashed in front of their eyes. They were so real, yet blurry, that people couldn't see clearly no matter how they looked.
Mu Hanyan's gaze stayed on the ancient mirror, and his mind sank into emptiness. Fantastic scenes appeared in the ancient mirror and came into my 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, Xing Tiannv half-kneeled in front of the mysterious woman, full of anger and anger. Shout out sadly.
However, that mysterious woman's body had become icy cold, and she lost her vitality forever.
This is exactly the picture of the mysterious woman who suffered an assassination and unfortunately fell.
As soon as the screen changed, another scene appeared in front of him.
"Impossible, impossible, with my talent, with my heart, how could I go crazy, this is impossible..." On the cliff, a woman looked up to the sky and screamed, her voice was full of unwillingness and resentment.
Seeing that she is only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, but she has reached the peak of a great swordsman. At this age, such cultivation, and such aptitude, she is much stronger than Mu Hanyan in her previous life.
But when he felt it carefully, Mu Hanyan found that her breath was disordered and uneven, and she was obviously insane when she was attacking the sword master.
Following the long howling full of unwillingness, the woman suddenly exploded and turned into dust.
"Hahahaha, no matter what your aptitude is, you still can't escape our calculations!" An old man in black showed his figure and laughed wildly without restraint.
It turned out that the woman's obsession was not accidental, but was plotted against.
Immediately afterwards, the screen changed again.
"Who are you guys? I have no grievances with you. Why did you put me to death?" In the hazy night, in a ruined ancient ruins, a girl half-sitting on the ground asked angrily.
Several corpses fell beside her, so their actions clearly gave their lives to protect this girl.
More than a dozen sword masters wearing blue sword robes surrounded her, each with a murderous look on their faces, and the long swords in their hands were still dripping with blood. Although it was just an illusory picture, Mu Hanyan could still feel the strong smell of blood in the air.
Seeing that the girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old, her strength is estimated to be about the third level of a sword master. Such an age, such strength, can be regarded as aptitude against the sky. But those men in black all have the strength of a ninth-level swordsman, or even a great swordsman, which is not something a third-level swordsman can compete with. This girl is obviously doomed.
"I'm going to die anyway, so what are you asking so much for?" A great swordsman said sadly, piercing the girl's heart with his icy long sword.
The young girl let out a scream, and the fragrance faded away, until she died, her eyes were still full of doubts, full of unwillingness, and full of resentment.
The wild laughter of the green-robed swordsman Zhang Yang slowly disappeared from Mu Hanyan's eyes.
... A picture after another flashed quickly from Mu Hanyan's eyes.