Looking at the mirror, Chen Luoyang scratched his head a little.
Floating and sinking in the lava, but it doesn't look like there is any sign of damage.
Even the metal frame of the mirror is black in color.
It looks ordinary, but it seems that the intense heat of the surrounding earth fire lava does not exist.
Not to mention melting, even the temperature seems to remain the same.
Nothing to look at alone.
However, with the current environment, it is almost impossible to write "I am a baby" and "I am not simple" on the mirror.
Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart.
In such a world, can such a good heat insulation material be refined
What's the point of the tech tree
That’s all for the frame, but what material is the mirror made of
Or should we really not talk about science in this metaphysics world
Putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, he glanced at the boy in his arms out of the corner of his eye.
The little guy was expressionless and serious at the moment.
The blue-black lustrous pupils flickered slightly, staring at the sea of lava and fire below.
Ever since the seal of Minghai curse was opened, Chen Luoyang could feel that the little guy in his arms had changed his attitude towards him.
Being held in his arms, he was no longer so relaxed, but tensed up, as if he was full of vigilance.
Under the opening of Minghai Curse Seal, Xiao Suyuan's emotions became extremely indifferent.
The malice towards other living beings is getting worse and worse.
In turn, he becomes sensitive and wary of beings capable of threatening his existence.
Although Chen Luoyang didn't show any malice, but at such a close distance, the little guy could vaguely feel its strength, and he was roughly sure that it was a behemoth that he couldn't match at the moment.
Not only is he unable to devour his soul, but if the other party has malicious intentions, he will be in danger instead.
Under the influence of Minghai Curse Seal, the little guy only became emotionally weak and his mind became cold and bloodthirsty, but he didn't go crazy and kill whoever he saw.
So at this moment, he was honestly held by Chen Luoyang, not daring to act rashly, lest he be strangled by this more powerful existence.
Whatever Chen Luoyang asked him to do, he would do.
Like a domesticated beast.
And Chen Luoyang also had a general understanding of this little guy's current state.
So he has been paying attention.
Seeing that weird mirror at this moment, Chen Luoyang remained calm and secretly adjusted the strength of the confrontation between himself and Zhu Rong's burning sky formation and the earth fire lava.
The pressure on Minghai's curse seal gradually increased.
The blue-black sea of ice in the abyss has obviously begun to thin out.
The little guy in Chen Luoyang's arms showed a hard-working look.
He moved his hands and feet slightly, as if about to struggle.
Looking up, he met Chen Luoyang's pupils who were looking down.
The dark golden brilliance has disappeared, and the black luster flashes again.
Chen Luoyang smiled slightly, but did not speak.
The little guy was helpless, his calf couldn't twist his big arm, so he could only continue to grit his teeth and hold on.
The thousands of mantras and sea of darkness created by the talisman between his brows gradually melted and shrunk like ice and snow.
In the end, the little guy couldn't hold on anymore.
The few remaining blue and black oceans automatically retracted between the eyebrows, re-forming a talisman, and then the talisman only flickered once, and then disappeared.
The blue and black light in Xiao Suyuan's eyes also dissipated.
His eyes became lively and smart again, and the expression on his face became lively.
However, he just glanced at his leader blankly, then felt a burst of sleepiness, and immediately fell asleep on his stomach in Chen Luoyang's arms.
Chen Luoyang immediately readjusted the strength of Zhu Rong's burning sky formation, so as not to be able to withstand the rising magma below.
He looked at Xiao Su Yuan in his arms, and nodded in satisfaction.
Because he forcibly killed the sixth elder Zhou Pancheng under the interference of the first elder Xie Chong, Chen Luoyang now wanted to preserve his own strength as much as possible.
Consuming the Seal of the Undersea Curse to a certain extent, prompting it to automatically fall asleep in order to protect itself, can temporarily achieve the effect of suppressing the seal.
When the matter here is completely settled and Chen Luoyang has more money, he will use the power of Emperor Wu to completely suppress the curse seal.
He turned his gaze back to the sea of magma below.
A small black speck floated up and down in the lava.
Chen Luoyang held the child in one hand, and with the other, he waved downward.
Then take the little black dot and fly up to him.
Chen Luoyang carefully looked at this strange mirror, looking at himself reflected in the mirror.
The demonic order on his body did not respond.
Chen Luoyang murmured in his heart, it was difficult to judge whether this was a treasure belonging to the Demon Cult, or whether it came from somewhere else.
He reached out and tried to touch the mirror.
The temperature on the ancient mirror is indeed as usual, as if it has not been affected by the lava from the ground fire at all, and it is completely abnormal right now.
But what made Chen Luoyang even more concerned was that when he came into contact with the ancient mirror, the illusory mysterious black pot in his mind actually flashed with light, and dark golden light patterns covered the body and lid of the pot.
Then, a dark golden light also bloomed on the black mirror.
After the mirror light flickered like water waves, the mirror surface actually undulated like the surface of water.
A black shadow emerged from it.
Chen Luoyang retreated vigilantly.
Seeing the thing floating out of the mirror, it seemed to be a portrait.
The portrait was completely black, falling into the red light transformed by Zhu Rong's burning sky formation, supported by the red light, hovering in mid-air, and facing Chen Luoyang face to face.
And the black mirror returned to normal without any response.
It seems that the value and purpose of its existence is to store this portrait.
But Chen Luoyang vaguely felt that the mirror itself was more special.
It's just that I haven't figured out the clue yet, so the mirror has no response.
Instead, the dark figure in front of him shook slightly at this moment.
The magic token on Chen Luoyang's body didn't react to the mirror, but he faintly felt it when facing the portrait.
And the dark portrait seemed to suddenly have life at this moment, and the closed eyes opened automatically.
The black light in his eyes flickered, exactly the same as Chen Luoyang's eyes.
... A certain ancestor leader of the Demon Cult!
A thought quickly flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind.
There is no other possibility for practicing the blood of the heavenly demon and mastering the order of the gods and demons, except for the leaders of the demon sect in the past.
But the question is, which one is this
Chen Luoyang was a little embarrassed.
The standing statues of the Demon Sect enshrine such ancient gods and demons as Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa, Chiyou, Zhurong, and Xuanming.
There are no statues of ancestors and ancestors.
So Chen Luoyang was at a loss.
And as far as he knows the situation so far, although the martial arts powerhouse on the vast land of Shenzhou has good fighting power, it is no problem to push mountains and fill seas to change the landscape, but his life span does not seem to be exaggerated.
If it is an old man who has become history, is this rebirth after death, or is it awakened with a sliver of life left behind
However, Chen Luoyang did not let down his vigilance because the other party was a senior from the Demon Sect.
After observing carefully and calmly, he knew it secretly.
The black portrait in front of him is similar to the golden relic of a Buddhist eminent monk.
Strictly speaking, this old man is already dead.
But there is still a wisp of the remnant soul's mind that has not been extinguished, and it remains to this day.
Chen Luoyang felt relieved.
The eyes of the two sides met, and the same black and mysterious light intertwined together.
A loud voice sounded immediately.
"I am the founder of the ancient god religion, and I will stay alive until now, waiting for the descendants who are destined. All the descendants of my god religion must obey my orders. This matter is of great importance, remember to remember..."
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, the black man seemed to be kicked over!
Then put one foot on the face of the portrait.
The eyes of the portrait were dark and flickering.
Above, Chen Luoyang looked down at him expressionlessly.
"Are you the first generation leader who built the main altar on the crater?"