After seeing this fairy mirror and seeing through its origin with the yin and yang gods and demons, Fang Xing was overjoyed. It's not bad, the immortal life is not the most precious thing in this fairyland, but this illusory mirror is, after all, it is the personal magic weapon of the fairy king, and it has completely given birth to its own spirituality, not to mention how powerful it is. , How mysterious is the method of creating something out of nothing, just look at it in a mere mirror, you can turn the world around, transform it into thousands, and even control a world by means, this sounds like an unimaginable miraculous thing!
"It's mine, it's mine, haha..."
For Fang Xing, this magic weapon is simply something that cannot be found. Naturally, he is not polite. With a loud laugh, he flew forward, and then patted the mirror with his hand, wanting to display the refining supernatural power , take this fairy mirror as his own...
"I don't do it, I don't do it..."
That treasure mirror was even more excited than him, and yelled angrily: "It's so hard to get freedom, it's so hard to have some hope to become a real body, I will never be a magic weapon for a man, I want to be a man, I want to be a man , I want to fly freely in the starry sky... "
"Haha, when you get to my young master, can you still let me go?"
Fang Xing laughed loudly, ignoring its messy words at all, and waved his big hand, covering the sky and the sun.
"Don't...don't be so rude..."
The treasure mirror was obviously terrified and screamed in astonishment, but although it could control the majestic aura of immortals and demons, and it also had a lot of magic in itself, it was a magic weapon in itself. Although it was spiritual, it was also weak It's so pitiful that you can only use some puppets to show your strength, but now, the puppets are not around, and Fang Xing is close to you. It is even more irresistible. Fang Xing waved his hand and held it in his hand. Then Tao Tao's mana was instilled in it, trying to find its core array to refine it...
"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of
That precious mirror was also in despair, and burst into tears, with the stubbornness and stubbornness of a child in despair!
"Hey, can't you really refine it?"
But Fang Xing ignored his tricks at all, and poured all his mana into it without reservation. He wanted to imprint his own spiritual consciousness in this precious mirror, but he didn't expect that there was a mystery in this precious mirror. His imprint of spirit and soul is already very powerful now, even a fairy weapon can easily leave his mark, but now he has failed repeatedly to this precious mirror, and has nowhere to focus...
It's as if, as the precious mirror said, if you get its body, you can't get its heart!
"Wuwu, I told you all, you can't refine me. Fortunately, I was the strongest fairy treasure of old man Taixu before, but after the old man died, the divine sense left in my body also melted into the heaven and the earth. , I finally got a free body, how could it be cheaper for you? No matter how strong your soul is, you can't even get a fairy position, and it is impossible to leave a mark in my body... "
The treasure mirror cried loudly: "Why don't we make it easier for each other and forget each other in the rivers and lakes?"
Fang Xing ignored the nonsense about this precious mirror, but even he had to admit that this mirror was not easy to refine.
It's so advanced!
I can indeed hold it now, and even communicate with the tool spirit, but I can't turn it into my own...
If you can't become your own, you can't activate its various magical powers, and you can't trust it.
That mirror, no matter how high the grade is, it is no different from a piece of scrap iron in my hands...
... At best, it's a piece of scrap metal that can talk!
"Master, I have come through many storms and waves, how can I be stumped by your mirror today?"
It would be fine if it was someone else, but Fang Xing was ruthless and refused to give up. In the end, he simply turned his heart and directly operated the method of universe in his sleeve, put this precious mirror into the realm of consciousness, and then operated All kinds of supernatural powers and methods in this big world have been suppressed towards this mirror, and there is a kind of unwillingness to subdue this mirror. It is not difficult to understand, after all, Uncle Fang's favorite thing in this life is to steal, and now, This mirror is the highest magic weapon he has ever encountered, how can he not care about it
boom! boom! boom!
Earth, fire, sky and thunder, black sea and secluded earth, all kinds of terrifying Dao aggregates interweave from all directions, suppressing this mirror!
"Eh? Is this your side of the world?"
The too illusory mirror seemed to be very shocked in this realm of consciousness. Qi Ling poked his head directly out of the mirror, looked around in surprise, and could not hide the envy and greed in his eyes: "You are so How could a guy from that poor place in Tianyuan have such a big treasure, my God, such a big world, even the Immortal King can’t get it out?”
While talking, he was amazed, but he didn't seem to care much about Fang Xing's refining move.
"You still have the heart to chat with me here, do you really think I'm a piece of paper?"
Fang Xing became annoyed, and all kinds of power doubled with a bang, and suppressed it violently on the mirror.
"Don't... don't... it will break if you try harder..."
The precious mirror was also obviously taken aback, and shouted loudly, indeed a little afraid of Fang Xing's thunderous methods.
"If you refuse to surrender, I will really break you today..."
Fang Xing was unmoved, and all kinds of methods were displayed more intensely, all of which were blasted on the mirror.
He also found out that it is really not easy to refine this mirror with his own means, and he can only threaten it by breaking it...
"Don't do it! Don't do it! You break me, anyway, I will never recognize my master again..."
Unexpectedly, the precious mirror also got up its spine, screamed, and retracted into the mirror, refusing to admit defeat at all.
Fang Xing also had to temporarily stop his hands, his face was very gloomy.
He didn't know whether this treasure mirror was really strong or just pretending, but to be honest, he really couldn't bear to be cruel. After all, it was the treasure mirror of the Immortal King. If he got it himself, he would naturally be able to go out in the future. Bragging, my young master, I even snatched the Immortal King, who wouldn't be afraid after hearing this? What's more, this mirror is quite miraculous, and if it is broken in vain, the gain outweighs the loss...
"Haha, can't you bear it?"
Seeing that Fang Xing stopped, the precious mirror became complacent again, and laughed loudly: "I knew you were reluctant to break me..."
"Where does this uncomfortable sense of superiority and elation come from..."
Fang Xing was so angry that his teeth were itchy, his eyes were low, and he felt a little bit evil!
"I am a precious mirror that Immortal King Taixu spent three thousand years refining, even in the Great Immortal Realm, no one dares to underestimate me..."
The precious mirror is still unaware of it, still smiling proudly and boasting.
"It looks like I won't give you some tricks, you really don't know who my uncle Fang is..."
Fang Xing said in a low voice, with a sneer, he took the Taixu Mirror in his hand, and smiled sinisterly.
"What do you want?"
Baojing felt something was wrong, and cried out in a weak voice.
"Do you really think I'm the kind of person who is worried that if the baby is broken, I won't be able to do it?"
Fang Xing laughed in a deep voice, then raised his fist, and said in a low voice: "There are two kinds of treasures in this world, my treasures and other people's treasures. What's the difference with dirt?"
"Boom!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he had already punched it down, hitting the mirror heavily.
His punch was so heavy that the entire precious mirror that hit it made a whimper, and the precious light on the mirror dimmed a lot.
The Artifact Spirit let out a scream, extremely shrill.
And Fang Xing punched it down, and he was even more impolite. He threw it on the ground and stomped it down again.
Crackling, punching and kicking, at this moment, Fang Xing was no longer polite to it, he was merciless in his strikes, and he already had a thought in his heart that I would break you if you refused to admit defeat, but that At this time, Bao Jing seemed to be calling the truth. While being beaten by Fang Xing, he screamed and scolded, and begged endlessly, but he just refused to admit defeat to Fang Xing...
"Hey, why is this so, please be merciful..."
Seeing that it goes on like this, it is really a rhythm of death and destruction, but suddenly, in the depths of this area of consciousness, there are Taos of precious light emitting, and the figure of the nine-storey strange tower emerged from the end of the world, and at the same time , a soft black light floated out, but gently received the precious mirror at Fang Xing's feet, and at the same time, there was an old and gentle voice...
"Huh? Why do these old guys come out to be troublesome again?"
Fang Xing was slightly taken aback in his heart, and frowned and looked at the strange tower.
He didn't know why those guys would intervene at this time, but they should have no malice towards him.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery
In comparison, what was even more shocking was that the mirror was too illusory. He was taken away by the strange tower, who was still cursing, and suddenly, as if he had discovered some amazing scene, even the voice trembling...
"Hehe, the old lady has always regarded you as a treasure, but I didn't expect you to be so gentle and cultivate a spirituality..."
The existence in the strange tower laughed, and the voice did not deceive Fang Xing: "It is estimated that after a few thousand years of raising, it will really become a human being, but ah, after all, it has not grown up, although it has spirituality , but it’s okay to be dull, you know who that kid is, and you dare to fight him, if it weren’t for the kind of friendship between me and old Taixu, I should really watch you get broken at this time... "
"You... how could you be here... ah, and that devil, how could you be here... don't hit me..."
Taixu Baojing was obviously frightened and screamed, obviously not as arrogant as when he was talking to Fang Xing.
Even from its voice, a little fear can be heard.
"We are all here, can't we explain the problem?"
The old voice in the strange tower sounded again, sighing softly: "Jing'er, your fortune has come..."