I seized the Demon Emperor

Chen Luoyang was in a trance, and the whole person felt dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, he could only feel a vast expanse of white in front of him.

Chen Luoyang tried to change his sight, but there was only white all around him.

And when he tried to look down, he could not see his body.

Without a reference, Chen Luoyang could not even determine for a moment whether he was looking at things with his eyes open, rather than just imagining.

Everything in front of him was only a piece of white.

What made him feel a little relieved was that this piece of white seemed like a cloud of mist.

He seemed to be in the cloud.

He tried to move his hands and feet.

However, he could not feel the existence of his body.

Not to mention that he could not see his fingers in the vast expanse of white, even stretching his hands was a luxury.

He could not feel other parts of his body.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his sense of touch.

He tried to sniff and smell, but it seemed to be impossible, and he could not smell anything.

Listening intently, there was no sound.

After observing carefully for a moment, he risked trying to make some sounds.

He was not sure if he really made a sound, because he could not hear himself.

It felt like hearing, smell, touch and other senses were all gone.

He barely had vision left, but he could not be sure if it was normal, because there was only white in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Chen Luoyang did not continue to risk trying other ideas, but first confirmed whether he could get out of this state and return to normal.

At present, it seems that his soul has left his body and entered the black mirror.

Only the soul is in it, and the body is left outside.

He has to try to see if he can return to his body first.

If he can't enter the mirror again, he can only say it's a pity, but it's better than not being able to go back.

Chen Luoyang tried to communicate with the white mist around him.

But the white mist did not respond.

He communicated with the mysterious black pot in his mind.

This black pot did not disappoint.

Chen Luoyang's eyes quickly darkened and fell into darkness.

It was as if he had come from the soul world full of white mist in the mirror to another space of consciousness.

In the darkness, the mysterious black pot, flashing a faint luster, appeared in Chen Luoyang's consciousness.

On the surface of the black pot, dark golden runes appeared, and the light flickered.

Under Chen Luoyang's thoughts, the plasma in the pot did not decrease, but the runes on the surface of the pot suddenly changed from flickering to continuous brightness.

Then, Chen Luoyang felt his mind was in a trance.

When he came to his senses, his consciousness came out of the dark spiritual world where the black pot was, and he saw light again.

It was no longer a vast expanse of white, but the familiar interior furnishings of the quiet room.

Chen Luoyang looked around, then lowered his head.

The black mirror was still in his hand.

His soul retreated from the mirror.

This made Chen Luoyang first breathe a sigh of relief and put half of his heart at ease.

Then, he quietly adjusted his spirit, and once again made his spirit and energy reach the best state, just like before, he did it again.

After some effort, his soul consciousness entered the mirror again.

The same vast white appeared in front of him.

Chen Luoyang's other half of his heart was relieved.

Although he still didn't understand why, at least it seemed that he had mastered the trick and could enter and exit here freely.

It was just that the speed was not smooth, and it took some time.

I wonder if I will become more and more proficient with frequent practice, until I can enter and exit in seconds?

Of course, it depends on whether I have the motivation and whether it is worth it to go back and forth here.

Chen Luoyang didn't waste time.

For the current situation, this mirror obviously has many secrets, and the level may be very high. Trying the black pot first is the most efficient way.

He asked the black pot a question, and the blood-red nectar in the black pot instantly bottomed out, and then immediately returned to normal.

This made Chen Luoyang frown secretly.

When the mirror was first picked up, the amount of blood plasma accumulated in the black pot was limited, and it was accumulated by the lives of several martial kings and some low- and middle-level warriors.

It was understandable that the details of the mirror could not be obtained at that time.

And now, the blood-red nectar in the pot has accumulated the lives of many people below the level of martial emperors, not to mention the martial emperor level alone. There are Li Yuanlong in the 14th realm, plus the sword emperor Wang Jian and "Taisui" Hong Fu in the 13th realm.

Moreover, all these three people were killed by Chen Luoyang himself, and the amount of blood-red nectar obtained was not cheap.

Afterwards, there were occasional consumptions, but they were all minor.

Chen Luoyang had been holding back from using it to check the information of the sword emperor Yuwenfeng as soon as possible, just to prepare for the current situation.

But in the end, such a large surplus was not enough to get the information of the mirror?

This made Chen Luoyang more cautious, and he intuitively felt that this treasure might be more bizarre than he expected.

Its previous owner, "Nine-armed Heavenly Demon" Fei Chen, did not really control this treasure, and it was just that the remains accidentally flowed into it.

Strictly speaking, Chen Luoyang felt that Fei Chen could not be considered the previous owner of the mirror.

At best, he could only be considered to have "held" and "kept" the treasure, rather than "owned" or "mastered" it.

Chen Luoyang tried to secretly recite the method of the blood of gods and demons.

Although he had no physical body at the moment, his martial arts realm was still condensed.

As a result, neither Chiyou nor Zhurong appeared.

There was still a vast expanse of white in front of him, as if he was confined here.

After Chen Luoyang pondered for a moment, his thoughts returned to the black pot.

Since this mirror is so mysterious, he would find an opponent that is equal to it, or even better.

The response to getting the information of the mirror from the black pot was that the blood-red nectar was insufficient.

Then, in other words, if the amount of blood-red nectar is sufficient, there is hope to get the information of the mirror from the black pot.

Although it is not sure whether it is as detailed as getting other things, it can be inferred from this point that the level of the black pot may be higher than the mirror.

Chen Luoyang's consciousness sank into the dark space of the black pot.

This time, he no longer hoped to get the information of the mirror through the black pot, but hoped to use the black pot itself to fight against the mirror.

It is not easy to do this.

Chen Luoyang had some ideas, but he had to take risks.

After thinking it over again and again, he made an attempt.

He put his own consciousness, or soul, into the pot and went deeper into it.

It was no longer that the soul was outside the pot and communicated with the pot, but became one with it, or used this black pot like a house to shelter himself from the wind and rain.

In Chen Luoyang's soul consciousness, the scene changed and his attention was focused.

The next moment, the darkness in front of him turned blood red.

It was as if he was immersed in the blood-red nectar and was in a sea of ​​blood.

He carefully concentrated his mind and kept his mind clear and motionless.

The many scenes in front of him were hazy.

It seemed that there were many figures, one after another in front of him, wandering like a revolving lantern.

Some were familiar, such as Li Yuanlong, Wang Jian and others, but more were unfamiliar.

They kept circling around Chen Luoyang.

Chen Luoyang was calm and ignored them.

He carefully prevented his mind from being scattered in this sea of ​​blood.

Without thinking about other things, everything is left to the Black Pot.

He seemed to be in a small boat, drifting with the current.

Chen Luoyang didn't know what was happening in the world covered by white clouds and mist outside the Black Pot at the moment, so he just calmed down and waited.

It felt like a short time later, the Black Pot seemed to vibrate as a whole.

Chen Luoyang, whose consciousness sank into the sea of ​​blood, was suddenly thrown out by the Black Pot.

The scene in front of him changed.

The white clouds disappeared, replaced by a blood-red.

Chen Luoyang looked here carefully and immediately felt the difference from before.

His various senses seemed to have returned to normal.

A faint fragrance was smelled in his mouth and nose.

A "booming" sound came from his ears, as if he was staying near a river or a waterfall.

But there was no sense of touch at the moment, and the soul consciousness was still in the state of remaining here.

In the blood-red, there seemed to be a door.

Chen Luoyang's consciousness tried to enter the door.

Then, he left the blood-red world and fell into darkness.

However, it was not the consciousness space created by the mysterious black pot.

The darkness there was like the night, while the darkness here was like being in a thick black fog.

Chen Luoyang at this moment was more comfortable than in the white fog just now.

He could feel as if he had an invisible body, and then he could explore and move forward in the black fog.

After a while, he had substantial gains.

Two doors appeared in front of him.

When faced with a left-right choice, if there was no clue and he just picked randomly, Chen Luoyang usually chose the left one first according to the left for men and the right for women.

So he tried to open the left door first.

The door was successfully opened, but it was still pitch black in front of him, which made people confused.

Chen Luoyang had to retreat first, and then open the right door.

This door was also successfully opened.

But the result made Chen Luoyang laugh and cry.

Because after pushing the door open, the existence that appeared in the field of vision was clearly a mirror.

It looks exactly like the black mirror itself.

However, a white light flickered slightly on the mirror surface.

From the mirror surface, the sound of people talking was clearly coming out at this time.

"…………The Heavenly Book is scattered, everyone should look for it according to their chance." A grand voice sounded in the mirror.

Its volume didn't sound loud, but when Chen Luoyang heard it, the vastness of the sky suddenly appeared in his mind.

Another voice sounded immediately afterwards, but it was like the cold wind of the underworld, which made people shudder.

"It's just what I want."

Then, the third voice sounded, but it was a woman's voice.

"A page of the Heavenly Book fell into a world under the Red Dust Realm. If the owner doesn't take it quickly, don't blame me for doing it for you."

The voices disappeared at this point, and the light on the mirror also dissipated.

PS: This is the first guaranteed update today. I will try my best to continue writing next, but it should be late. Everyone should pay attention to rest and don't stay up late. You can get up tomorrow morning to read it. I apologize to everyone again for the untimely update.