Chapter 139 The Source of the Demon Mist

Although the yin and yang gossip mirror is not psychic, it is powerful and extremely horrible. The soul of the turtle wanted to fight desperately, but rushed down into the mirror and was suddenly lost and suppressed and sealed.

Wang Hao silently tasted the sword just now, and an extremely powerful sword flowed in his heart. Unexpectedly, he had an extremely powerful move, and Wang Hao named it 'Houhun to kill'.

This will be his toughest move now. No matter who the opponent is, this sword is either dead or dead. Therefore, as long as it is done, there is no room to stop.

Although it is a sword, it uses the strength of the whole body, which is better than thousands of swords. A sword is deadly and straightforward. But it is also extremely dangerous. Once he fails, he will lose his life. Therefore, he must not use it until the most critical moment.

Speaking of that, this sword does not seem to have the power of 'purple gas coming from the east', but it condenses all its power into one point. Although it does not borrow the power of heaven and earth and the momentum of all things, it is fierce and unparalleled. It is estimated that no one in the same realm can stop it.

For a moment, he had understood the essence of this move, consolidated it again, then put the Haoran sword back into its sheath, put away, and looked at the huge body of the black turtle with a happy face.

Wang Hao said secretly, "Finally killed this invincible monster! I have to refine its body quickly, otherwise its life and blood will pass away!"

He did not hesitate to perform alchemy. Whether it is dementing or this alchemy, it is like the instinct in Wang Hao's life. He doesn't know the principle, but he can use it naturally, just like drinking water and eating.

His vast spiritual power suddenly wrapped the body of the turtle. There was a chaotic sound, and the turtle's shell gradually broke, and its flesh and blood directly turned into fog, and then it was forcibly compressed into an oily blood-colored fluid object.

Wang Hao's spiritual power operated in a mysterious way, sacrificing the broken tortoise shell and melted flesh and blood crazily. The tortoise shell gradually melted and merged with the bloody fluid object.

This blood-colored fluid object becomes smaller at a very fast speed, and all the impurities and useless substances in it are squeezed out by the power of alchemy, and the structure and properties of this mass are gradually changing.

After a long time, there was only a little bit left in a huge mass: but a fist-sized thing, like flesh and blood, like smoke, like real fantasy, extremely magical, this is the blood of the turtle, and the essence of the turtle's shell, which was suddenly slapped on the yin and yang gossip mirror by Wang Hao.

The treasure mirror is like being drenched with a handful of sticky and blood, which is bloody and scary. At this time, Wang Hao performed alchemy on the treasure mirror, which quickly absorbed the things on the surface and immediately burst into the light.

Looking at the treasure mirror Wang Hao's thoughts flashed: "The yin and yang gossip mirror is very magical and worth spending energy and painstaking efforts! In order to make it more suitable for me, it's better to directly out of the soul and sacrifice it with the soul. It's better to sacrifice it into my original weapon!"

Wang Hao sat on the huge rock protruding from the wall of the cave and suddenly took his soul out of his body and fell into the yin and yang gossip mirror. His soul merged with the whole treasure mirror and used his most original power to refine this magic weapon.

Wang Hao knows that there is a mysterious mark hidden in his soul, which has integrated his soul and become a part of the soul, which may be the root of all magical phenomena in his body.

But now, he doesn't care about 3721 or 3728, as long as he knows that this thing can help himself. Crazy stimulates the soul, and the light of the whole mirror is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, a trace of life appeared on the treasure mirror, and the bronze material gradually appeared a muscle texture, which seemed to have transformed into living flesh and blood, thus giving birth to its own soul.

A good magic weapon will appear spiritual, but it is impossible to really give birth to a soul. Even if it is a magic weapon, there is only a strong spirituality without a soul. If you really want to have a soul, it is not a magic weapon, but a mythical and legendary artifact. How can it be controlled by mortals!

The essence of the black turtle and the essence of the turtle shell are integrated. The yin and yang gossip mirror is less luxurious, more restrained and more simple. There are some mottled things on it, as if it has been sealed for millions of years in the long river of history.

At this moment, the soul of the black turtle sealed in the depths of the treasure mirror sensed the familiar breath. Its flesh and blood and the breath of its body suddenly woke up from the loss.

How can such a powerful soul be so easy to suppress? Even if there is no external stimulation, the soul will still wake up and break free from the seal of the treasure mirror.

"Isn't my body destroyed? Why do I feel the breath of the body again, as if I were staying in my body! No... This is not my sea of knowledge! What's going on? I feel that this is obviously my body, but it's not!" Xuan Gui was shocked first and then happy, and finally doubted and was completely at a loss!

Wang Hao looked at the reaction of the soul of the black turtle clearly, laughed in his heart, and said, "Turtle bastard, do you still think that the miracle has appeared and the destroyed body is reorganized? It's stupid. To tell you the truth, I have refined your flesh and body into the magic weapon, and even your soul will become the food of the nourishing magic weapon! Hey, do you feel like staying here in your own body? This is the sign that you are starting to be assimilated into the magic weapon, haha... You are dead!"

After saying that, Wang Hao repeatedly urged the treasure mirror. The soul of the turtle suddenly howled.

If it falls into other magic weapons or even spiritual weapons, the soul of the turtle will never be refined in a short time, and may even break through the seal and escape.

However, the yin and yang gossip mirror not only contains its mana and spiritual power, but also contains its essence and blood and so on. Its soul will instinctively integrate into it. No matter how unwilling and curse it is, it can't resist the soul's instinct. Gradually integrates completely, and its consciousness is completely destroyed.

It was not until then that Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Everything managed to be realized. The yin and yang gossip mirror is really perfect, and its material actually shows signs of flesh and blood transformation, which is a characteristic that even has not even a Haoran sword. Its spirituality is being conceived, and it seems that it is about to be truly psychic.

The soul returned to the body and took back the treasure mirror. Wang Hao took a closer look and found that four new mysterious words appeared on the treasure mirror. Unfortunately, these four words were vague, with only one outline that could not be recognized.

However, Wang Hao still stared for a moment and guessed that it seemed to be the four characters: five elements and void.

He secretly said, "Yin and Yang, five elements, void, is there any reason in this?"

Shaking his head, Wang Hao realized that his soul was about to be silent, so he immediately swam to the water.

After a moment, when his soul was silent, Wang Hao finally surfaced, jumped his mana and landed on his body. He was full of ambition and was very happy in his heart.

"With a divine sword hanging on my waist and holding a treasure mirror in my hand, with these two magic weapons in my hand, Wang Hao, is also a rich man! Hey, when the yin and yang gossip mirror is psychic, mastering two spiritual weapons is enough to envy all practitioners!" He laughed.

It was already dawn. Wang Hao looked up and saw that the sky was still cloudy, and the rainstorm seemed to continue. The joy in his heart suddenly disappeared and thought to himself, "How long will this rain last?" You can't do it all the time, otherwise, the world is really finished!"

While thinking about it, Wang Hao suddenly felt something was wrong. Looking back, he saw a trace of fog on the black pool, which was the familiar demon fog. This demon fog gushed out and suddenly spread. In the distance, an infinite fog emerged out of thin air, and swept dozens of miles away in a blink of an eye.

"My God, the source of this monster is here! Is this black pool the root of this rainstorm? Is it the fog rising here that led to the rainstorm and turned countless beasts into monsters? Wang Hao exclaimed.

Without thinking about it, he directly sacrificed the yin and yang gossip mirror and suddenly sucked at the silky fog on the black pool. He wanted to inhale all the fog to prevent the formation of the rainstorm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he inhaled a trace, Wang Hao felt that the treasure mirror in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and every trace of fog actually weighed more than ten thousand. This is not fog, it is obviously an extremely condensed and terrible energy.

Absorbed a lot of this fog, Wang Hao couldn't hold the treasure mirror in his hand. The treasure mirror fell into the pool, and even his body was taken down and fell into the black pool.

Wang Hao seemed to anger the fog and was suddenly wrapped in the fog gushing out again, pulling him to the bottom of the water quickly. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape at all. It sank hundreds of meters in an instant. After that, I'm afraid it will be crushed by water pressure!"