After the flying saucer captured the entire sect, I became very popular among the stars.

Time passed, and everyone was living in suffering.

The recurring black mirror image is like a bottomless pit, taking away the life of a monk every time it appears.

After shocking all the cultivators with his strength, Chu Yao was forced into desperate situations by Black Mirror many times, each time with more and more dangers. Once, he was forced to use the Ghost Hidden Step again. The spiritual power available in her body now is probably only enough for her to use it once more.

She had only scratched the surface of the Spirit Preservation Technique. After all, the research time was too short. If she was given enough time to study it carefully, she was confident that she could at least restore the mana of the third level of Qi Refining. Of course it can't be done now, after all, I don't even have the time to sit quietly and practice.

More and more monks are disappearing, ten, twenty, thirty...

At first, some people would feel sad for their comrades, but later, those who survived became numb, with despair in their eyes.

There were even one or two people who felt that it was nothing to enter the black mirror. Maybe they didn't die but were just teleported to another place, so they jumped over after the black mirror appeared.

Chu Yao didn't dare to take risks. She still remembered the last scream of the monk who was sucked in after Madman Zhang.

Chu Yao and Bai Yuejian were lucky, but the other two senior brothers were not so lucky.

Lu Hua was forced into a corner by Black Mirror. Chu Yao and Bai Yuejian wanted to help him, but they came a step too late and he failed to escape in the end. Although Chu Yao said that he had nothing to do with the old man, he still felt indescribably uncomfortable when he thought that he would never hear the old man's nagging again.

Chen Muchao was not sucked in, but when he was escaping for his life one time, he got into a fight with a monk, and the cost was the other person's life and one of his own legs - the other person should have strong physical skills, but Chen Muchao accidentally made a move , his legs were broken, and he couldn't move at all.

If his cultivation was still there, such an injury could be recovered in an instant, but not now.

Chen Muchao knew that the next time Black Mirror appeared, it would be his death.

"Let's go quickly, I don't want to hold you back. Senior Sister Bai, you are the backbone of our Tianyin Sect. You cannot fall if anyone falls. If you fall, our Tianyin Sect will be gone..." Chen Muchao continued intermittently. As he spoke, he was sweating profusely, and his leg injury was causing him extreme pain. "I just hope that if you can survive, you can help me take care of my useless disciples... Alas, I have lived for more than four hundred years, and I don't even have a son." No, sometimes I really envy that boy Qing Yu. Although he is not very qualified, he is more open-minded than me. Being the head of a clan and having a family full of children and grandchildren is quite happy..."

Chu Yao wanted to laugh a little when he heard this, but he didn't expect that this taciturn Senior Brother Chen also had such a talkative side.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Chen. I will take care of your disciples for you. By the way, after practicing for so many years, you must not only have a cave in the Tianyin Sect, right? Just tell me together and I will give you your magic weapon." The spiritual stones are all handed over to the disciples... Ouch!"

Before Chu Yao finished speaking, Bai Yuejian slapped him on the forehead.

Bai Yuejian frowned and sighed. She no longer knew how many times she had sighed today.

"I don't accept disciples. I have to take care of them. I need to survive and take care of myself."

Chen Muchao was speechless for a moment, and shook his head with a wry smile.

There are only thirty-six people left alive today.

Among them, there are three of them, the elegant monk, the madman Huang Long, the female monk whose husband died, and Elder Zhu and Liu Yun of Chongyun Sect.

In Feng Yuan Continent, or in other words, the entire Feng Yuan Star, the top combat force lost half of its people in less than one day!

No one knows when this terrifying chase game will end.

Just as these thirty-six people were waiting in panic for the next appearance of Black Mirror, the hall finally changed:

The round light on the roof flickered a few times, and the whole house became much darker. Then several familiar golden lights shot out from the round lamp, covering everyone in it.

Is it finally over...?

Chu Yao let out a sigh of relief. No matter what happened next, it would be better than being chased by a mirror in this weird place.

The golden light flourished, and before she could say goodbye to her senior sister, her eyes flashed and she was teleported to another place.

A heavy feeling of dizziness fermented in my mind. After a long time, Chu Yao came back to his senses and found that he was bound in mid-air by the spherical golden light just like when he first came.

A pure white room, the same feeling as before. The difference is that this time there are many strange and weird facilities inside the room. The lights on the facilities are flickering, and the ghost-like characters are constantly flashing. In addition, Chu Yao saw a person standing in front of him!

Is this person the mastermind behind all this?

A young-looking man, wearing a white coat and a blue mask on his face, with a tired look in his eyes, was going back and forth between various facilities, busy with something unknown.

Seeing this person's appearance, Chu Yao's originally nervous mood actually relaxed a lot. Fortunately, the other person is no different from me, at least he looks different.

When the man saw that Chu Yao was awake, he said a few words to her. Chu Yao was a little confused because it was a language she didn't understand. The man then patted his head, as if he had forgotten something, and then patted a certain facility twice. Chu Yao only heard a rumbling sound above his head, and then looked at two iron-colored tentacles in horror. Put a hat with tubes of various colors on your head.

Chu Yao felt his head buzz, and then a massive amount of information flowed into his brain.

This information was huge and complicated. Fortunately, although her consciousness was sealed, it could still function. The sea of ​​consciousness passively operated at full strength, and finally turned this information into Chu Yao's own memory.

This is a completely new language.

Only then did Chu Yao understand what had been done to her, and it was not unfamiliar to her - in the world of cultivation, this method of transmitting information or memory is called "initiation", also called "initiation", and is often used by masters. Teach the disciples the skills.

"No problem now. Can you understand me?"

"Yes." Chu Yao said awkwardly. She still needed to get used to it.

"Well, humanoid intelligent body, female, with good vital signs, no obvious trauma or genetic disease..." Various lights swept around Chu Yao's body, and various incomprehensible words came from his ears. "'Refined' The final life limit is expected to reach 700 to 900 years in the future. It is worthy of being a fourth-level 'immortal species', much stronger than the one just now."

Chu Yao felt that the man looked at him as if he was looking at a slaughtered pig.

"Hey, little girl, seeing that you look so young, I can't bear to do anything... Oh no, you must be two or three hundred years old. I always forget about this."

The man shrugged and walked slowly over with something in his hand: "Okay, grandma, I hope you can bear it. This may be painful for 'you', but it will be fine if it hurts for a while. Don't blame me, I It’s also done according to procedures.”

You are a grandma, and your whole family is a grandma!

Chu Yao was so angry that he wanted to curse, but for a while he couldn't remember how to say "family" in their language.

Then she saw a cylindrical transparent tube in the man's hand. A strange blue-gray liquid was shaking in the tube, and the needle at the top shone with a ferocious silver light.

"What are you trying to do by arresting us?" Chu Yao said with difficulty, word by word.

Chu Yao responded with a needle poking at his body. She watched helplessly as the man stuck the syringe in her neck, and then injected the liquid into her body.

"do what……"

I didn't feel anything at first, but as time passed, an indescribable feeling of heat gradually spread throughout my body.

It started near the neck, then spread to the torso, then to the head and limbs. Every inch of skin and muscles seemed to be burned by flames. The flames burned stronger and stronger, and Chu Yao felt like It was ignited into a burning man.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Chu Yao's body, and the beige prison uniform on his body was soaked with sweat.

If it was just this kind of pain, she could bear it for now, but the real suffering was yet to come.

A sharp pain like needles suddenly came from her body, making her almost scream. Chu Yao quickly forced himself into silence and looked inside himself. The spiritual power in his body became extremely unstable. The spiritual platform and Yuanying were actually covered with cracks!

Cracks twisted like earthworms all over the inside and outside of Yuanying. The inner spiritual power was constantly leaking out. It was like a spiritual storm was blowing up inside the body, and the out-of-control spiritual energy was moving crazily!

no, do not want……

The sealed Chu Yao was unable to stop all this, and could only watch as his Nascent Soul was on the verge of fragmentation.

Finally, with a heavy roar, Nascent Soul was shattered from the inside out by a strange force! It was like a piece of delicate porcelain being smashed to the ground and breaking into pieces.

If the previous pain was compared to a needle prick, this time it was like a nine-day divine thunder exploding in the body!

The fragments of the Nascent Soul collapsed and scattered in all directions, gradually splitting from large to small until they disappeared. Each fragmentation brought excruciating pain, washing away Chu Yao's fragile nerves like a tsunami.

The pain had reached the limit that Chu Yao could bear, far beyond what ordinary people could endure. Her body trembled and twisted in mid-air, and a deafening scream came from her throat.

But everything is far from over. The painful torture is still continuing. After the Nascent Soul was destroyed, the spiritual platform is also on the verge of falling apart!

Her throat was hoarse, her brain was groggy, and her consciousness seemed to be fading away.

No, no, something must be done!

She used her last bit of strength to activate the Soul Preservation Technique.

The Nascent Soul is gone, but her natal magic weapon is still there. The Zihuang Sword was floating in the spiritual storm. It was dim and dull at the moment, and it was obviously in a state of collapse.

With the help of the Soul Preservation Art, she used her remaining magic power to wrap the Zihuang Sword and roll it into the deepest part of her soul consciousness sea.

The purple sword was like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying and drifting away in the violent storm.

Chu Yao didn't know if she could succeed, because she didn't even have the energy to confirm, but this was the only thing she could do now.

After doing all this, she finally passed out from exhaustion.

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