At the same time, a small mirror placed on the table gave off a faint light, as if trying to stop Li Weiwei from this terrible thought.
However, his voice was bound by the invisible creator, and he was unable to make any sound.
He could only watch his master make deals with the devil again and again.
At this moment, the entire blood formation that Li Weiwei was in emitted a strange red light, and then Li Weiwei, who was in the formation, let out a scream of extreme pain.
It was heartbreaking and made the mirror spirit on the table anxious. master, master Then the red light disappeared, and Li Weiwei's body in the middle also fell down.
At this time, the small mirror was also liberated and automatically flew into Li Weiwei's body.
"Who are you?
Why do you tempt my master again and again?
Where have you taken my master's soul?"
Realizing that Li Weiwei's soul was not there, Xiaojing's voice was filled with undisguised anxiety and anger.
It was this void voice that seduced his master again and again, turning the originally innocent master into the cruel and hateful person he is now.
"Oh, you don't deserve to know my name yet."
The creator's voice did not dissipate.
Hearing the angry words of the little mirror, he let out a disdainful sneer.
"Return my master's soul."
The little mirror used its own power to bring back Li Weiwei's disappeared soul.
However, it used all its strength to wake up Li Weiwei's disappeared soul.
The angry mirror spirit emits a strange white light, which is heard in the air.
But the voice was ethereal and boundless, and it was impossible to pinpoint where this person came from.
Even if the white light was powerful, it could not find where he was.
As the white light became fainter and fainter, cracks began to appear in the mirror.
"What a pathetic mirror spirit.
It's pathetic to use the power of the mirror sky for a master who admits his mistake."
The voice sneered, ignored the small mirror, and then disappeared completely.
The words of that voice made the mirror spirit of the small mirror suspicious.
Impossible, Li Weiwei is his master, and the soul seal cannot lie to others.
It is impossible for him to admit his mistake, that person must have lied to him.
No matter what, he will definitely bring Li Weiwei's soul back.
Dafan Holy Mountain.
The once-in-a-decade ceremony of opening a mountain has finally arrived.
The palace hidden in mid-air was also completely revealed in front of everyone.
The ordinary people who came here to watch stood far outside the Qingfan Mountains, absorbing the fresh aura emanating from the palace.
Anyone who absorbs this kind of spiritual energy, regardless of gender, old or young, as long as they are physically sick or terminally ill.
After absorbing this spiritual energy, he immediately returned to a healthy state.
"Ah, mother, I'm fine, I can walk normally again."
A little boy with paralyzed legs suddenly stood up from his wheelchair and jumped up and down next to a woman, very excited.
"Great, great, this Dafan Holy Mountain is really a fairy mountain."
The woman saw that her son, who had been paralyzed since childhood, returned to normal just by smelling the air here.
His face was full of excitement.
He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the palace suspended in mid-air.
"I'm fine too, my heart doesn't hurt anymore."
"My, my, years of stammering is finally gone.
It's great."
"Immortal mountains, immortal palaces, immortals" "" Things like this that allow people to return to their most complete state frequently occur among the people, which surprises Yun Yaoling and his party who come here.
How could such a miraculous thing happen?
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