: Spending the Money

Bishui's water gun stabbed Yingzhao.

But the moment Yingzhao was about to be stabbed, it disappeared, and the water gun, which could no longer change its direction, stabbed Aman and the flames that burned her!

"His!" The fire was out and the water gun was gone.

Ah Man, who had once again escaped the crisis by relying on the shield of the Collapsing Mountain Bracelet, quickly retreated out of the clear water, panting and looking at the phantom.

The shadow did not launch an attack. She seemed to be frozen. After two full breaths, she spoke:

"You are making noises in the east and attacking in the west, tempting me to use water to defeat fire!"

"Yes, senior."

The woman's words, "This clear water will not listen to your orders," reminded Ah Man that if she is the only one who can mobilize the five elements here, she can only defeat herself!

"Very good, this seems a bit suitable for passing on my mantle, but..." The woman's shadow pointed upward: "You don't have much time."

Ah Man glanced upward and saw that half of the incense stick had been burned.

At this time, the woman's shadow danced the silk cloth again: "This time..."

She wanted to say, this time I will hit five mirrors to see how you break them, but before she finished speaking, she found that she couldn't move!

Because Aman appeared behind her at some point!

At this moment, she was making seals with her hands, speaking Dharma seals, and her whole body was filled with purple light!

A force surged out from the cover of purple light and held the phantom woman's arms tightly. Not to mention waving the silk and holding flowers, she couldn't move at all!

"You, who are you!" The woman's voice suddenly turned uneasy and manic: "Why is the power of your soul so powerful, better than me...than me..."

"More powerful than you, right?" Ah Man raised his eyes, his eyes were cold and stern: "In terms of current strength, I am no match for you, but when it comes to the power of the soul, you are no match for me."

"Who the hell are you?!" The woman's voice almost became a howl with excitement.

"I am the Demon Lord ten thousand years from now." Aman's answer made the shadow stagger, and he was very excited: "Nonsense! You are obviously a disciple of the Immortal Sect, who are you?"

"Who said that a disciple of the Immortal Sect can't be a Demon Lord? Besides, you are going to disappear, does it matter who I am?" After finishing speaking, Ah Man sighed, and then said:

"Time is running out. Either you admit defeat and I will call you senior and let you have a legacy; or..."

"Either what?"

"Or, I will devour your soul and make your eight mirrors and your skills completely disappear from the three realms!"

After Aman finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the incense in the air: "Give me an answer before the incense goes out."

The silence, the silence with competition and coercion, the silence with threat and suppression, made the woman's shadow finally sigh and say: "I give up."

"Very good. To prevent you from being deceitful, I'll lock up your soul first!"

After Aman finished speaking, the seal in her hand changed. Immediately, the purple light on her body suddenly collapsed into a small ball of light and flew towards the phantom!

When the woman's shadow was penetrated by a purple ball of light, and then filled with the entire shadow in an instant, the woman was able to move.

But at this time, it was meaningless for her to wave the silk or pick up the flowers to recover, her soul had been manipulated!

"I give up!" she said again, and at this time, Ah Man collapsed to the ground as if exhausted, gasping for air while stuffing a handful of pills into his mouth.

"..." When Xuying saw this scene, he raised his hand helplessly to wipe away the incense in the void. After Aman calmed down, he said politely to Xuying:

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. Otherwise, if you knock down all the remaining mirrors, I'm afraid I'll die here too."

"..." Xuying was silent, she really didn't want to speak.

But Ah Man would not let her go: "If you admit defeat, then I win. Is it time for senior to pass on my secrets?"

"I lost, but you are despicable and shameless!" Xuying finally choked out his words, but Aman waved his hand nonchalantly: "Living is the last word!"

Being able to be stubborn is the way to go!

Besides, isn’t this despicable and shameless character that has been set for me as a Demon Lord all year round?

Aman didn't give a damn about such slanderous attacks.

"Living... is... the last word." The woman's shadow swayed excitedly again, and then she actually looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, what a joke, it's useless for me to travel all over the sky, but I only know this truth today."

"It's okay to live and learn." Ah Man comforted casually, but in his heart he couldn't help complaining about this Great Luo Jinxian. Eighty percent of him was focused on cultivation before. The days of being beaten by the Three Realms were too much.

I don't know how to understand such a simple truth.

"Since you have won the qualification, I will keep my promise. Come on, come to the middle of the clear water! I will pass on these eight wonderful mirrors to you and teach you the method of imitating spirits."

The phantom invited him, and Ah Man immediately summoned his heroic move to carry him flying above the clear water.

She is not worried because she is bound by her own soul. If the other party is up to no good and has evil intentions, she will know it as soon as she has an idea. Then she is afraid that she will swallow this ray of soul and regard it as a harvest.

Ah Man came to the clear water, and under the shadow, the shadow first picked up flowers and restored the broken mirror, and then threw the shawl, and the silk slowly fell on Ah Man's body.

It was obviously a phantom veil, but the moment it fell on Ah Man, Ah Man felt its real existence.

She stretched out her hand to grab it, her tentacles were soft and slightly cool, and there was spiritual power secretly surging on the cloth.

"This is the Lingxiao Cloud Brocade. It is woven with the clouds of heaven as the weft, the starlight as the warp, and supplemented by my spiritual power. Now it is yours."

After the woman finished speaking, she raised her hand holding the flower: "This is the Lingxiao flower. It can restore the broken spiritual mirror, but if the eight spiritual mirrors are broken together, it will not be restored."

After saying that, Xuying grabbed Aman's hand and put the flower into her palm.

"Your name is Aman, right?"

"Yes, senior."

"If you are really the future Demon Lord, then please go to heaven for me and destroy the soul of the Lord of the Zixiao Temple. If you are not... then please become the future Demon Lord."

The moment the woman's voice fell, Ah Man felt the atmosphere in the entire space change suddenly.

Then she saw the eight mirrors turning in unison, and then their mirror surfaces were all filled with spiritual patterns. Then each of the eight mirrors shot out a beam of light and rushed towards Aman.

In an instant, eight beams of light - red, blue, green, gold, white, purple, gray, and khaki - gathered around Ah Man!

At the same time, golden characters one after another were engraved into her sea of ​​consciousness like engraved scriptures!

After the entire ten columns of sutras were engraved, except for the first two columns, the remaining eight columns all dimmed and became a little blurry.

"This is the secret book of the Eight Wonderful Spirit Mirrors. I passed it on to you. I also gave you the Wonderful Spirit Realm that can be used to practice together!"

"Thank you, senior." Ah Man thanked her sincerely at this time - no matter how the other party wanted to kill her before, now she has given everything to her.

"This way, I have no regrets." As the voice fell, the shadow began to fade.

Ah Man raised his voice at this time and said: "Senior is the strength of Da Luo Jinxian. Before you fall, don't you plan to tell this junior your name?"
Chapter completed!