Just as the sword tombs continued to descend on the earth, the entire mirror of the sky was affected by an inexplicable force, and violent tremors resounded everywhere in the mirror.
Yang Qingxuan also noticed that the water pattern on Pinghu Lake fluctuated violently, as if it was about to collapse.
"What exactly is going on?"
Yang Qingxuan was puzzled, but he was extremely vigilant. He jumped up, stepped on a sword, and watched the changes around him coldly.
…
"This is… "
Somewhere in the mirror ground, the same vibration came, and the water waves on the Pinghu Lake swayed countless ripples, mixed with gold, and a piece of floating light leaped into gold.
Wu Qiyue stood on Pinghu safe and sound, turned her head to look in the direction of the "shock source", and said with a light smile, "Sure enough, has the mirror of the sky been suppressed?"
"What?!"
Mo Jinfeng's face changed suddenly, and he said in horror: "What do you mean? Yang Qingxuan's martial spirit suppressed the mirror of the sky? No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"
He raised his head, his eyes turned red, and looked in the direction of the source of the earthquake.
Wu Qiyue smiled sweetly, made a tactic with her right hand, raised her hand, and a golden flower flew into the sky from the palm of her hand, then copied itself and turned into eight flowers, which bloomed at once, like the scorching sun in the sky, shooting out boundless golden brilliance, dazzling people's eyes.
"Damn it!"
Mo Jinfeng's eyes were pierced by the golden light, and he felt extremely hot in his eyes, as far as he could see, there was nothingness.
He immediately closed his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I finally understand, you came to make trouble here because you were afraid that I would spy on Yang Qingxuan's skills and martial arts! It's all about routines!"
Wu Qiyue said with a smile: "Since ancient times, deep affection can't be retained, only routines can win people's hearts."
Mo Jinfeng closed his eyes and said angrily: "You girl, you have completely angered me, you think I really dare not kill you?!"
Wu Qiyue smiled in surprise, flew away from Pinghu, hung in the air, and said with a light smile: "Since I dare to come, I am sure to leave."
Mo Jinfeng said coldly: "Even if you can hide it for Yang Qingxuan this time, what about next time? Could it be that you have been able to hide it for a lifetime?"
Wu Qiyue said: "Master Jin Feng has been trying to fuse the mirror of the sky for many years, right? As far as I know, it is impossible to leave the mirror at this time, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. I will not let Yang Qingxuan come here again."
Mo Jinfeng's face darkened, and he said, "More than half a year ago, there was a terrifying martial spirit pressure over Tiancong Academy, could it be Yang Qingxuan's?"
Wu Qiyue's complexion changed slightly, and a look of shock flashed across her eyes. The thought of martial arts at the beginning directly crushed her blue eyes, causing serious injuries.
She shook her head and said, "This is a misunderstanding. It had nothing to do with Yang Qingxuan."
"I see."
Mo Jinfeng said calmly, his eyes suddenly opened, and he said with a smirk: "There are so many interesting students in the college, I am really interested. You also know that I can't leave the mirror for the time being, so... you Just stay!"
He twisted his five fingers, and Pinghu exploded in an instant, water splashed in all directions, and a vortex emerged in it, and thousands of water arrows shot out from it.
Wu Qiyue's smile remained undiminished, she pinched her green fingers, and a golden rune was caught between her fingers, and it gently fell down.
"It's so close!"
The talisman paper suddenly burned in front of her body, and a grand golden light burst out from it, and a piece of golden light bloomed on Wu Qiyue's body, thousands of arrows passed through her body, but they were just phantoms, and none of them hit.
Wu Qiyue's figure slowly disappeared under the golden light, and said with a light smile: "Master Jin Feng should be less curious about Yang Qingxuan's martial soul, and he can fuse the martial soul here with peace of mind. If you put it away, it will collapse."
After all, the whole figure disappeared completely.
Mo Jinfeng's face became gloomy. He had never suffered today's disadvantage in all these years in Jingdi, and he was even slapped by a student, and she was a woman.
He was sulking, when he was startled suddenly, the whole ground began to tremble, and water waves exploded in Pinghu.
"Sure enough, it's about to collapse! What's going on with Yang Qingxuan's martial soul?!"
Mo Jinfeng was shocked and angry, his face full of disbelief, but he had to accept the reality in front of him.
With a big wave of his hand, he shouted: "Ten thousand mirrors return to the original."
Immediately, he made a seal with his hands and placed it on his chest, and ten thousand runes flew out of it, like a golden light turning into a butterfly, falling on the surface of the lake and instantly dissolving in the water.
The entire sky and the lake, like a coat of water and light, quickly gathered around him.
Countless students who were practicing in the mirror ground were suddenly squeezed by the space, their bodies and minds were shaken, blood spurted from their mouths, and their bodies were ejected.
I saw above the main hall, the space was in a trance, and students were sprayed out from time to time, screaming in horror, and shooting in all directions.
"What's going on? I'm about to break through, damn it!"
"Touching the mirror again and getting emotional, I-your old mother!"
"I just got into meditation, your sister..."
There were all kinds of complaints, and figures flew out from the sky, which was really spectacular.
Yang Qingxuan was also affected, and found that the mirror ground suddenly disappeared, and his body was violently impacted by the force of space, and he was shaken out.
Fortunately, his physical body was strong, he only felt that his internal organs were stuffy, and he breathed air into his body. After a while, he was fine.
The body turned a few times in the air, and then landed gently on the ground.
There were as many as a thousand students who came out of the mirror ground, all of them were pale and slightly injured.
"What's going on, this is the third time this year."
Not far away, a student was full of doubts, and said to himself: "It hasn't happened once in the past three years. Could it be that there is something wrong with the mirror?"
Yang Qingxuan asked: "This classmate, I'm new here, I don't know what's going on?"
The student glanced at him and said, "The mirror ground is an independent space with a certain degree of stability. When the stability is damaged, all the students will be ejected. Otherwise, it is difficult to guarantee safety in it."
"So that's how it is."
Yang Qingxuan said speechlessly: "I just went in for the first time, and I encountered this kind of problem, so I can place a bet."
Hearing this, the student sized him up a few times, and said with a sneer, "You are unlucky enough." After that, he turned around and left, and the voice came from a distance, saying, "Let's go, you won't recover in a few days." .”
Sure enough, a voice came from the hall shortly afterwards, saying: "The mirror ground has been repaired for ten days, come back after ten days."
"Damn, what a bad luck!"
There were curses all around, and soon a large number of figures flew up and went to the distance.
Yang Qingxuan was also about to leave, when suddenly a cold killing intent came, suffocating his heart, he was extremely alert, and stopped in his tracks.
"Trash, you actually managed to enter the inner court and step into the realm of true martial arts. I really admire you."
A natural sense of superiority came along with that cold tone.
At a place more than ten feet away, Zuo Heng stood with his sword behind his back, his face with sharp edges and corners was covered with frost.
"cut."
Yang Qingxuan sneered, turned around, and asked, "Who are you?"
"you… !"
Zuo Heng was furious in an instant, a huge aura spread from his body, a whirlwind blew under his feet, flying sand and rocks.
(end of this chapter)