I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan was taken into Mingyue's mind by the little prince, and was unexpectedly attacked by dozens of fairies at the same time. However, these fairies were not real people, but human forms condensed by the power of reincarnation. Faced with dozens of swords

At that time, Yang Qingshan released three types of heavenly power, sky thunder, strong wind, and poisonous fire, which immediately disillusioned dozens of fairies and turned them into a huge mist. These fogs were the power of reincarnation. Yang Qingshan hurriedly collected them all.

Entered the world.

This mist-like power of reincarnation has condensed too much power of reincarnation. If condensed, it would be the power of thousands of reincarnation beads. Yang Qingshan stood on top of the waterfall and slowly refined it, while his eyes were looking around.

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This is an independent space, a very ancient palace. After Yang Qingshan flew into the sky, he looked up at the sky. There was only a bright sky without the sun and moon, and there was a thin layer of cloud frost floating on the ground in this space.

, these clouds and frosts turned out to be the power of understanding, which made Yang Qingshan unable to pass it. It seemed that in this space, the power of reincarnation was like cabbage, all over the floor.

"It would be nice if old man Tianyue was talking. It's really weird here. It seems that the power of this so-called Mingyue's state of mind comes from the power of reincarnation. Is it any wonder that such a powerful fairy weapon possesses the power of reincarnation? It should be an artifact.

"Yang Qingshan guessed in his heart that after the new power of reincarnation was slowly refined in the world, he flew out of the waterfall. However, after flying a few hundred meters, a layer of mist slowly rose from the surface of the waterfall behind him.

The mist condensed into fairies one after another, and they were still laughing and playing.

Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded. Could it be that the power of reincarnation in the space in this mirror is endless?

Thinking about it, what Yang Qingshan is worried about now is how to get rid of it. He can't stay here forever. The treasure that can take people in must have the ability to be refined. What if he is refined by the little prince and becomes fertilizer here? Wouldn't he be finished?

Okay, thinking about it carefully, the more Yang Qingshan thought about it, the more scared he became.

"No, we need to see what else is in this space."

Yang Qingshan's figure flashed and turned into silhouettes. Suddenly, Yang Qingshan flew out of Yang Qingshan's body one by one. This was refined one by one by Yang Qingshan with his own spiritual consciousness, and quickly flew in this small space.

After flying, everyone came back and reunited again. The news Yang Qingshan got was that almost everything in this space was condensed from the power of reincarnation, but some could be refined and some could not.

, this made Yang Qingshan feel even more strange. There must be a weapon spirit here. If you want to escape, you must find this weapon spirit.

Yang Qingshan sat down and took out an auspicious cloud, sat on it, and flew carefully, but he couldn't find the weapon spirit here. Instead, he found that the range of his movement became less and less, and finally he was imprisoned in a small space.

, when he raised his head, Yang Qingshan heard the sound outside.

"Boy, after you are refined into a puppet, you will be my most used thug."

The little prince's voice smiled coldly outside, and Yang Qingshan in the space suddenly found that his mood was slowly changing in each bright moon, and all the mountains and rivers turned into colorful flames, sweeping from all directions.

Come and devour Yang Qingshan, Yang Qingshan felt that his body was being refined by the flames, and his skin began to slowly change.

"Idiot." Yang Qingshan cursed, and the poisonous fire of the power of heaven was released, which immediately weakened the power of the flame that refined him. Finally, he was slowly refined by the poisonous fire, which actually increased the power of the poisonous fire. The little prince outside

Still unaware of the situation, Yang Qingshan was secretly happy, and regarded the flames that refined him as a tonic, slowly devouring it.

The flames in the space became less and less. When they disappeared completely, Yang Qingshan felt that his cultivation level had increased a lot. He was halfway through the first level of the sky. As long as he gave himself some time, in this space, Yang Qingshan took the

I was sure that I could hit the second level of the sky at once, but the flames outside became quiet as some sand-like particles entered, and the sky surface became violent.

"Residual soil?" Yang Qingshan was shocked and saw that these were the residing soil sent in by the little prince from outside. There was no flame in this space to refine himself, but now the flame appeared again, and the power was far more powerful than before.

Several times, Yang Qingshan felt like he was going to be refined immediately.

"Residual soil? I have plenty of it." Yang Qingshan said disdainfully. He grabbed his own residing soil and sprinkled handfuls of it outside. After a while, Yang Qingshan suddenly realized that he understood this space. In this space, apart from reincarnation,

In addition to the force, there is also some breath soil. In addition to the breath soil spilled in by the little prince, some of it is already present in this space.

"It doesn't matter who has more soil, whoever has more soil is the master here."

As soon as Yang Qingshan woke up, he smiled and spilled half of the breath soil in his world, but before spreading it out, he had to refine the breath soil into his own things. When more and more breath soil is in this space,

While walking, Yang Qingshan suddenly saw a little rabbit appearing in the distance, hiding behind a rock and staring at the soil he had scattered, and there were some spiritual herbs in the soil.

"Little Rabbit, you are not the spirit of this mirror." Yang Qingshan smiled and saw that the little prince seemed to have lost control of the mirror, and the surrounding flames disappeared with the appearance of a large amount of breath. Yang Qingshan stretched out his hand.

He took action, grabbed a handful of spiritual grass from the soil, and slowly walked towards the little rabbit with a kind smile.

The little rabbit seemed to be very afraid of Yang Qingshan, but Yang Qingshan felt super powerful spiritual pressure from the little rabbit. This spiritual pressure Yang Qingshan had experienced from the fifth prince of Duobao Pavilion, which was close to the strength of Yuanxian.

"Little darling, brother, there is spiritual grass here, do you want to eat it?" Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

The little rabbit tilted his head, stepped back and almost dodged. Yang Qingshan smiled, put the spiritual grass on the ground, turned around and left as if nothing had happened. The little rabbit was stunned, and rushed out as fast as lightning, bit the spiritual grass and hid back in his own body.

Behind the rock, he started to chew carefully. Yang Qingshan, who was walking in front of him, did not stop and put down the new spiritual grass while walking forward.

At this time, the little prince outside looked ashen, because Ming Yue's state of mind suddenly lost control just now, and this precious mirror, which was almost a magic weapon, was nothing but a waste in his hands except that it was relatively strong.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and dare to compete with me for the control of Mingyue's state of mind. Haha, I don't believe that you can have more breath than me. When I came here, my father gave me a lot of

"Xirang, if I hadn't been heartbroken just now, I would have become the owner of this precious mirror. Boy, I was poisoned by this king."

The little prince gritted his teeth and suddenly poured out nearly one-third of the bucket of soil from his Qiankun bag. If Yang Qingshan saw it, he would definitely laugh loudly, and even half of the bucket of soil would be collected like a treasure.

It's simply ridiculous, it's not even enough to plant a tree.

Yang Qingshan used handfuls of spiritual grass to lure the little rabbit to a stone pavilion, and Yang Qingshan had maliciously deployed more than 600 overlapping prohibition formations on this stone pavilion. After doing all this

, Yang Qingshan turned around and glanced at the little rabbit who was still behind him. He jumped up and down lazily, nibbling on the spiritual grass that was not dangerous at all, and then left the stone pavilion with a smile.

Hiding in a place where he couldn't see the stone pavilion, Yang Qingshan waited and closed his eyes. Sure enough, there was a wave of fluctuations in the stone pavilion. It seemed that the attraction of the top spiritual grass made the little rabbit unable to stop, and he won six hundred overlapping ones.

At this time, the little prince's breath just happened to enter the space. As a result, although the number of breaths temporarily exceeded Yang Qingshan's, it was found that the Mingyue's state of mind was still motionless.

"What's going on? Qi Ling, Qi Ling, where is that little rabbit?" The little prince hugged Mingyue and yelled in a state of mind. He was completely dumbfounded. Then his eyes were cold and he raised his head covered with bloodshot eyes, his eyes flashing with life.

The light of the law then used the law of life to refine a large amount of soil in the valley. After a while, the soil in the valley was refined by the law of life into colorful soil, which looked like soil at first glance.

"Boy, bring back my precious mirror." The little prince roared hysterically, pouring all the refined resemblance of soil into Mingyue's state of mind.

Yang Qingshan, who was frantically refining the little rabbit outside the stone pavilion, was startled by the rain of breath soil. He thought to himself, does the poor little prince have so much breath soil? Seeing that the little rabbit had been sealed, he caught him

I picked up a handful of soil that fell from the sky. If I look closely, my face is not good-looking, because this is not soil, but a kind of heaven and earth spiritual treasure that is almost equal to soil. If there is a lot of this kind of soil, then I will be there.

There is only one ending in this space.

Be refined.

"Little prince, how did you do it?"

Yang Qingshan cannot leave Mingyue's state of mind at any time, but he can use the three powers of heaven to roll up his consciousness to rush out of Mingyue's state of mind to a certain distance. Although the distance is only a few millimeters, he can clearly see the scene outside, especially

It was the little prince who used the law of life to refine the soil, which opened Yang Qingshan's eyes.

"Simple."

Yang Qingshan sneered in the mirror. The laws of life he mastered were limited, but they were much more than the little prince. Looking at the soil thrown in by the little prince, his law of life was immediately released, and he threw the little prince in.

The fake soil was plundering crazily, and the little prince outside was so frightened by the situation inside the mirror that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Boy, where did you understand the laws of life? More than mine?" the little prince roared in horror.

"Little prince, has anyone outside the world never heard of it? Let me show you what the law of life is!"

Yang Qingshan sneered in the treasure mirror, and a powerful light of life erupted from his whole body. This light had reached the power of the life light pillar. The little prince's consciousness outside saw a light pillar in the treasure mirror, rolled his eyes, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He went unconscious.