Chapter 4900

"What are you doing?? You! " The man named Lao Zhou gave a gnashing of his teeth. When he saw the cold face of ink lotus, Xie caidi swallowed the second half of the words.

Although the middle-aged man in front of us looks plain, a pair of Phoenix eyes are particularly frightening and frightening.

"Come on, look, the artifact, it's the artifact." I don't know who called.

All eyes were drawn to him.

I saw a light at the bottom of the pit. It was so bright that I couldn't help reaching for it.

If you keep staring at the light, there is a sense that your eyes will go blind immediately.

He flicked his hand and pushed it with a cane whip, but he failed to pull the light out. Instead, he let the light roll along the vine for several feet, hanging in the middle of the pit, just like a radiant light source, which could not open the eyes of people.

"The light is too dazzling."

"Yes, what is this artifact?"

"Over the years, we've been trying to figure out what it is, but we haven't seen it."

Old Zhou sighed, "it seems that I have no chance to see its true face in my life."

"No, not necessarily." Another stammered, "yes, those gentlemen are here. I think today we may be able to see the real body of the artifact."

But this artifact I'm afraid I'm totally out of touch with them.

There are so many experts here. It's impossible for them to rob the holy weapon.

The artifact has formed the Holy Spirit and has its own self-consciousness. Those who can enter the eyes of the artifact will not be ordinary practitioners.

Alas, it's a pity that several people in old Zhou are secretly complaining.

Mo Lian raised her hand, and a cluster of burning flame fell into the pit. Around the circle of light, the black flame rolled out.

Lord Keith, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, couldn't help but stare straight. He cried out in his heart, "black fire, is it black holy fire?"?

Niang, what kind of ghost is this man? What did he come here to sacrifice to the bottom of the abyss?

The flame scorched and peeled off the light outside, revealing the prototype of the inner artifact.

"This is..." Old Zhou and others stared at the prototype of the holy ware after peeling off the light, and their expressions were unbelievable.

Actually?

"A mirror?"

"A mirror?" The crowd roared, "eh? What kind of mirror is this? It looks very ordinary. "

It's very common.

Now it is a small hand-held mirror that stands high in the air in front of all people.

The edge of the dark mirror is marked with fine marks. One hand is in the hand. Looking at the face is a little small mirror

How could it be an ancient artifact that could form the spirit?

This kind of artifact is not a man-made weapon, but a natural product of years of brilliance and time.

"Bold!" Guangguang adult was held in his hand by Chen, and his mouth opened one by one, and he shouted, "ignorant human, what's your expression?"

How dare you look at Guangguang with suspicious eyes? It's too long!

Chen chuckled. Just about to speak, he suddenly saw the air slightly fluctuating. In the mirage like water lines, Qiao Qiao's small face suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing!" The tree roared at the unreal floating light and shadow in front of him, "what are you doing now that you haven't come back for so long!"