After a burst of light and shadow, Su Chen took the lead in stepping into the ancient tomb of King Ling.


    As soon as he entered the ancient tomb, Su Chen saw a fog as thick as the city wall. The fog continued to condense into the silhouette of some Armored Warriors. With the fog rolling, it was like a big army coming from the border, which was very oppressive.


    The soul masters who entered the ancient tomb were frightened by this scene one after another, offering magic weapons and flying swords and bombarding them towards the mist.


    However, there was nothing in the fog, and all the attacks fell into the air, only dispersing the fog.


    Su Chen calmed down and took the lead.


    It seems that there is a huge underground space around, which is very empty and quiet. The ground is paved with smooth black jade floor tiles, which can clearly reflect everyone''s figure like a mirror.


    After walking a long way, as the mist gradually dispersed, a huge mirror stood up and stopped the people.


    The mirror has a high definition. Su Chen can even see every hair on the mirror, and can see the different expressions of more than 300 soul masters.


    Obviously, everyone is also surrounded.


    "The mirror is so big that it seems boundless."


    "How can I look at myself in the mirror and feel strange?"


    "I also feel that I in the mirror seem to have a strange sense of estrangement from me. This is by no means an ordinary mirror."


    "God, what do I see? I turned around in the mirror“


    The last sentence was shouted by a female soul master.


    The people looked at the female soul master one after another. She looked pale, not like joking.


    Su Chen immediately found the female soul master on the reflection of the mirror. Sure enough, her image on the mirror was back to everyone.


    "Younger martial sister Zhou Yi, don''t panic and calm down!"


    Seeing that the female soul master was out of control, someone comforted her immediately.


    Zhou Yi covered her mouth and hurried back a few steps, looking at the mirror with an unbelievable look.


    When the crowd looked at Zhou Yi in the mirror, she suddenly burst into flames and issued a sad howl.


    At the same time, Zhou Yi herself began to scream in pain. There was no fire on her body, but her clothes and hair began to turn to ashes.


    Su Chen rushed up at once, but she was still a step late. Zhou Yi turned into a piece of black ash and fell on the ground. There was no bone residue left.


    "No..."


    "How is this possible!"


    "Zhou Yi is the strong one of Changsheng robbery. Eight grade soul master!"


    Everyone was in a mess. This strange situation made everyone feel frightened.


    "This mirror is too evil. Find something to cover yourself. Don''t be reflected by the mirror."


    Some people drank, and they all reflected it one after another. They quickly showed their magic powers and offered all kinds of magic weapons to cover themselves.


    Some people were in a hurry and blew the magic weapon directly at the mirror.


    "Touch!"


    The magic weapon collided with the mirror and made a loud noise. However, there was no trace left. On the contrary, the magic weapon was bounced back by the original road, blew on the master, flew backwards for several meters, and vomited blood on the ground.


    "Xiao Yu, run!"


    Suddenly someone shouted at the wounded soul master.


    People seemed to have expected and looked at the mirror one after another.


    Xiao Yu in the mirror was burning all over.


    Xiao Yu''s blood was churning and his injury was not light, but when he saw the picture on the mirror, he felt bitter in his heart and completely panicked. Regardless of his injury, he got up and ran away outside the ancient tomb, trying to leave this land of right and wrong.


    However, before he took two steps, his body quickly turned into ashes and scattered on the ground.


    "Damn it!"


    Someone cursed.


    "Su Chen, this is a good way for you. You have lost two soul masters. You have to pay all the responsibility!"


    Wu Cong also said with a frozen eyebrow, "our son is too young after all. He only thinks about the opportunity, but ignores the risk behind the opportunity. This Lingwang ancient tomb is still too early for us. If you want to live, follow me."


    With that, Wu Cong suddenly gave a dull hum. He saw a golden awn blooming from him and carved lines of golden words in the void. The golden words formed an invisible scroll to protect Wu Cong.


    "This is... The Sutra of the dead! Elder martial brother Fang Ru lent the Sutra of the dead to Wu Cong!"


    "This is a sacred vessel. With the protection of the sacred vessel, it can definitely protect peace and integrity."


    "Senior brother Wu Cong, please take me away from the ancient tomb!"


    "Senior brother Wu Cong!"


    Seeing this, many people immediately ran to Wu Cong and flattered him.


    At a time when life and death were at stake, the prestige Su Chen had just erected was meaningless. More than 300 soul masters, except Hua Qian and his several good companions, all moved to Wu Cong''s side.


    Wu Cong raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and said to Su Chen, "Holy Son, what are you waiting for? Do you want to die here?"


    Finally, it''s time to show yourself. In the face of such a great terror, you still have to speak with your strength. What about the son? Can you be afraid of death? As long as you are afraid of death, you don''t have to come and add yourself.


    Who am I?


    The soul hall is the strongest under the realm of saints!


    Wu Cong may not be as talented as you in the soul master, but when it comes to strength, I haven''t been afraid of anyone except the sage and the strong.


    However.


    Su Chen didn''t make any moves.


    Instead, he turned and looked at the mirror with an intriguing look.


    A moment later, Su Chen seemed to realize something and couldn''t help laughing.


    He patted Hua Qian on the shoulder and said, "dare you come with me?"


    Hua Qian was slightly stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded solemnly.


    "Broken mirror can be reunited."


    Su Chen suddenly said something, then directly blew out the Taiji immortal sword and cut it into the mirror.


    This scene frightened many people, and Hua Qian was in a cold sweat.


    The result of Xiao Yu''s attack on the mirror is still vivid. Su Chen doesn''t learn any lessons. Xiao Yu is a master of longevity robbery and can''t defeat the mirror. Does he think his strength is stronger than Xiao Yu?


    Sure enough, the Taiji immortal sword cut on the mirror did not cause any destructive effect at all, but bounced back the Taiji immortal sword.


    Su Chen was not surprised. He quickly grabbed the Taiji immortal sword, then closed his eyes and opened his arms, as if waiting to turn into ashes.


    The next second, Su Chen on the mirror began to burn a raging flame, and Su Chen immediately turned into ashes.


    "This..."


    Everyone looked silly.


    Only Hua Qian seemed to understand something.


    He also threw a throwing knife into the mirror at random.


    No surprise, the throwing knife was also bounced back, and Hua Qian''s body was directly turned into ashes.


    "Crazy, these two guys are crazy!"


    "It must have been manipulated by this magic mirror. It''s too evil!"