Miro Blue Scroll

Zhenjun Wenxuan next to him also had a bad complexion. Just as Zhenjun Duer said, Zhouguang is of little significance to the chaotic demonic energy. As long as it is contaminated with a little bit, it may appear in the past, present and future.

It would be fine if Zhenwu Shenjun kept staring at it. In terms of his state, it is impossible for Miro's chaotic energy to bypass his senses and have too much influence on Miro.

But the interval of three moments is enough to completely distort Mi Luo's foundation with the chaotic energy.

The two True Monarchs did not dare to be careless, they used their supernatural powers to observe carefully, but at this time a strong wind blew, thunder exploded, and a young man with a handsome face and wearing a tight black armor appeared beside the three.

This young man's figure is as tall and straight as a pine, his imposing manner is as cold as a weapon, and the pair of phoenix eyes under his sword eyebrows are as bright as cold stars. When he stares at him, there is an inexplicable fear. At the position between the eyebrows, there is a divine pattern that looks like a dragon and a snake, with Yin and Yang. Qi intertwined, revealing the image of wind and thunder.

"You also called Fumo?"

When Zhenjun Du'er saw someone coming, his first reaction was to look at Shenwu.

Before Shenwu Zhenjun answered, Fumo Zhenjun said coldly: "If Mi Luo loses control, it's best for me to do it."

When this Demon Lord Fu Mo spoke, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, without any emotion, and he could not see the appreciation for Mi Luo in the past.

"No!"

Du'er and Wenxuan spoke at the same time, and after looking at each other, Wenxuan said coldly: "Let's not say that Miluo is a person valued by the emperor, just say that this time it was our mistake, how can there be any reason to kill him at will?"

"Compared to Han Xia, Mi Luo is not the most important."

Zhenjun Fu Mo turned his head to look at Miao Youjing, his voice was still cold: "You and I both know that he is the last individual with complete spirituality in one world, he has inherited the last vitality of one world, and none of the four of us know that What did the Heavenly Emperor say to the Dijun in the end, and what did he leave behind on Miro's body? The only thing that is certain is that once Miro loses control, there will be problems with the four people who are second only to us."

"Then you should also ask the emperor."

Zhenjun Wenxuan followed Zhenjun Fumo's words, and to his surprise, Zhenjun Fumo nodded: "This is right, so when I came, I also asked Jiu Ting to ask the emperor."

Hearing the words, Zhenjun Du'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The Jiuting in Zhenjun Fumo's mouth refers to Jiuting, the God of Binding Demons, also known as the God of Nine Thunders, the God of Jiutian Zhengong, and the God of Nine Heavens Cultivating the Clouds and Helping the Rain. Shenjun is a very famous thunder god in Hanxia, ​​but he has different names.

Its essence is the original artifact of the thunder attribute bred by Hanxia. It was used as the belongings of the True Monarch Subduing Demons in the early years to restrain all demons and exorcise evil. However, with the influence of the chaotic demonic energy, this treasure also experienced several setbacks and almost collapsed. , it was gradually left idle, and after Han Xiaping calmed down a bit, Zhenjun Fumo refined it again and turned it into the image of a gourd, calling it the nine-nine-day thunder gourd, and asked the emperor to bestow spirituality and enlighten it as a divine treasure. The management letter sent a letter about thunderstorms in Xia Nei.However, although this person is present as the god of thunder and has the word Tianlei in his body, the authority that pushed him to step into the first-rank god position is not thunder, and his attributes are not closely related to the sky. It is said that it is related to the gourd.

On the whole, Jiu Ting Demon Binding Shenjun has a relatively easy-going personality, and is silent most of the time. Every time he speaks, he usually conveys the meaning of Fumozhenjun, or helps to ease the atmosphere.

Therefore, Zhenjun Du'er is not bad for his senses.

Zhenjun calmed down and continued to observe the breath of Mira. The indistinct glazed lotus spread along the Zhouguang from Miaoyoujing, shining on a child who suddenly appeared in the wild in the past, and at the same time looked towards the future. No matter how far the light penetrates, it will be obscured by the faint darkness.

The same situation also appeared on Wenxuan Zhenjun's side.

The two looked at each other, their auras matched, and they continued to investigate, but unfortunately, the aura that Miro appeared before Hanxia was sheltered by another force, and it was difficult for the two of them to penetrate into it, and that force ran through Miro's past and future. The exploration of the future of Miro by the two also had a great influence.

"how?"

Seeing Du'er and Wenxuan stop their movements, Zhenjun Fumo asked.

"There is no problem at the time point in Hanxia, ​​and there is no problem in the future that can be seen. The only problem now is whether the power left by the emperor to protect him has been affected."

Zhenjun Du'er's answer made Fu Mo frown slightly, but before he could speak, another divine light fell from the void, and the emperor's oral order came.

With a heavy voice, the four true monarchs bowed slightly to the void, then turned and left.

And Mi Luo, who was staying in Miaoyoujing, silently chanted the divine name of Emperor Jinhong, and could vaguely feel some golden divine light rising from his body, but when he felt it carefully, he found nothing. .

He continued to sort out his vitality, and explored his past and future with the power of the gods of the age department.

This situation lasted for about three months. During the [-] days, Mi Luo repeatedly polished his own vitality to make a further improvement on the original foundation, and then picked up the mirror to observe carefully.

The mirror surface with a few cracks due to the chaotic demonic energy before does not show any defects at all, and at the same time, the companion treasure that has always been illusory and uncertain, is also solidified a lot at this moment by the power left by the middle-aged "Mi Luo".

What's more, the hazy clear light on the mirror surface, which cannot be seen clearly and has no clear path, also has a bit of indistinguishable wonderful atmosphere at this moment, which seems to have some characteristics of Mi Luo's previous wonderful realm.

Mira uses a precious mirror to reflect other things. In addition to the principles of Taoism and the composition of related vitality, he can also see every trace of the thing itself, every bit of breath, and even the precious mirror can trace back to the past based on these information and breath. Explore the roots of its birth.

Mi Luo, who was holding the mirror, thought for a while, picked it up, and took a look at himself. To his surprise, there was only Mi Luo in the mirror.

There are no traces of Taoism and legal principles, no gathering of vitality, no strange traces and auras, and it is impossible to trace Miro's past, just pure Mirao.

And when he deflected the mirror a little bit so as not to target the individual Miro, no matter it was the eyes, mouth, fingers, or hair, he could analyze the structures and traces, and trace their composition and past.

Such a strange state made Mi Luo more curious about his own state, and at the same time had a new understanding of the meaning of his own individuality.

'The accompanying treasure comes from me, so analyzing me is likely to mean analyzing itself. If the possibility that the accompanying treasure cannot analyze itself is excluded, it is only possible that my individual concept has some meaning that I don't know, so that The past cannot be traced back, but in this way, Zhenjun Duer and Zhenjun Wenxuan...'

Mi Luo pondered for a moment, took back the mirror, got up and walked out of the Taiwei Golden Palace, A Quan, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward again.