Otherworldly Merchant

Unexpectedly, the Ugly Emperor was so ingenious, he snorted away, and at the same time his body was stretched, his arms were stretched, he had grown several times, and a blade was held up!

I'm in a hurry. Who cares? Pull up a double knife and smash it.

But the Ugly Emperor's skill is amazing. Under my series of fierce attacks, he can actually move forward and back. There are rules and regulations. Every move is very stylish for everyone. It's not as silly as it looks.

It's just that he's been hiding, never actively attacking. A little chance, too, to get close to taking the knife empty-handed. Several times, he almost caught me on the wrist!

All of a sudden, his body swung like it was a little unstable.

When I saw this opportunity, I naturally wouldn't give up, wrapped my knife around his left and right back, and my shoulder strap split apart.

But whoever thought that this guy couldn't hide from me, he rushed straight into my arms. Then he jumped suddenly and tapped a note on my forehead, shouting: “Sure! ”

My hands and feet immediately kept calling and couldn't move.

Breathe, it's also a blur in front of you, and all the sights are distorted.

Master Feng, Li Mazi, Yin Xinyue and his son are all gone; Old Dong, the father of Satan, are all gone.

The Ugly King in front of him is also changing. After a ripple-like turmoil, he turned into a T-shirt man.

The T-shirt man pulled out another spirit charm and lit it in front of me. He shook it twice in front of me and shouted: "Solve!”.

It was as if I was suddenly drained of all my strength and fell down.

He grabbed me quickly: "Jiulin, are you okay? ”

I looked around a little confused, and the dark fog around me didn't know when it had already dissipated. But I was still in the mirror labyrinth, and on all sides of the mirror, I saw my faint, panicked face, and a bright red vermilion on my forehead.

“Me, was I in illusion?” Until then, I was a little sober.

“Yes!” the T-shirt man nodded: “I really underestimated this mirror maze! The mirror, the poison needle, and the flue gas are also mixed with hallucinogen. Fortunately, we blew a passage in, and the flue gas dissipated from there. Otherwise, we would both be smoked to death by the poison gas and one by ourselves. ”

I was horrified when I heard it. If it weren't for the T-shirt man, I would have died.

But then again, Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue, the son is all right, just now all that is just fantasy, but extremely reassuring.

“So did you find the agency here?” I asked.

The T-shirt man shook his head: “The machine here is so clever that there is no master switch at all. Each mirror is a stand-alone machine, and even if you smash it all, there's only one left to start. But there are hundreds of bronze mirrors here, and it's impossible to destroy them all. ”

“And look!” Saying, he pointed to the ground ahead: “Just as you chopped me up, the ground that fell on the needle flipped over again and took the needle back, if I had thought it right. This mystery can still be recycled, and later, those needles will be caught in the spring and fired out again. As long as we don't get out of this mess for a moment, there will be no peace. ”

“What should we do?” When I heard that from the T-shirt guy, I was a little cold.

The T-shirt man shook his head with a swordbrow wrinkled, and obviously he doesn't have a very good idea right now.

When!

At that time, another outburst of shock came.

As if I had been beaten hard on my heart by a kilo of hammers, I didn't even have the strength to scream. My clothes, which were not yet dry, were wet by cold sweat again.

This is the fourth time I've heard it since I stepped into the Valley of Demons!

If this sound is coming from the tomb, I have come closer than once, and the pain is getting deeper and deeper, this time on the verge of dying!

I was completely stunned by the shock, my heart stopped beating, and I could only breathe for a few minutes.

I crooked my head, half squinted my eyes, and stared at the T-shirt man in obscurity.

The T-shirt man is a lot stronger than me, but when he blew up the tunnel, he lost a lot of money, and he's better than me at this time.

He gritted his teeth very painfully and climbed forcefully, reaching out his hands to grab the eight swords that had just fallen to the ground.

But just at this juncture, the side of the stone wall sounded like a springboard - the T-shirt man said well, it was the sound of a steel needle in place.

Perhaps in a few moments, those highly poisoned steel needles will come out again.

But at this point, neither of us can move. What if the needle comes out again?

The T-shirt man heard the sound of a mechanical spring, hurried down with sweaty beads, and climbed harder forward.

Just shocked by that sound, we felt like every inch of skin, every bone was shattered, and a little bit of movement broke our hearts and lungs. But he still bites his teeth off and moves inches forward.

One foot, eight inches, five inches...

T-shirt men's fingers are getting closer and closer to the eight-sided Chinese sword.

Gagga... The spring behind the stone wall sounded again, followed by a hole in the mirror.

A blue light flashed out.

Three inches, two inches...

The T-shirt man bit through his teeth and a drop of blood came down the corner of his mouth.

On that not too long trajectory of movement, blood, cold sweat, blurred by the friction of the body. He was like a white snail stuck in a bamboo stamp, very stubbornly climbing forward, inches, inches...

Psst!

But time did not wait, the holes in the mirror shrunk sharply, and countless needles flew out, coming straight to the top of our heads!