After understanding this, Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up, and finally saw hope, and said, "That's great. It turns out that everyone has not changed. All the changes are just imagination. As long as this magic mirror is broken, you should be able to save everyone!"

After saying this, he immediately started to act. His speed was not very fast, but he acted decisively. He waved his arm without hesitation, treated the Ancient Scroll as a whip, and slapped hard towards the huge magic mirror in front of him.

After one blow, a loud "bang!" echoed, the sea surface was boiling, the wind was howling, the space was trembling, and the entire magic mirror was trembling slightly, but there were no cracks. The hardness of this magic mirror was far beyond the scope of the mirror.

Wuqi was not surprised, but thought that this was the right one, because if the magic mirror could be easily shattered, it would not be the magic mirror. So he tried it many times, repeatedly using the Ancient Scroll as a whip and whipped the mirror hard.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang..."

After dozens of times, the magic mirror was not damaged, but just trembled. After hundreds of times, the magic mirror was not damaged and continued to tremble, but the trembling amplitude became significantly more intense.

Seeing this, Wuqi knew that the limit of the magic mirror was coming soon. As long as he continued to bombard the magic mirror again and again, he would definitely be able to shatter it, but it would only take some time.

With this in mind, his confidence increased greatly and his actions became more and more decisive. But he did not expect that after thousands of attempts, the magic mirror still had no cracks. It was still trembling, and it only increased the tremor. However, he had a little fatigue due to excessive physical energy consumption.

However, Wuqi was not panicked. He lacked everything now, and the most important thing he lacked was time. As long as time is enough, he didn't believe that a magic mirror could block the storm-like attack of the Ancient Scroll.

So, at this moment, Wuqi launched a medical technique to replenish his energy as soon as possible and started the next round of attack. This time, he spent a long time and smashed the mirror tens of thousands of times, but the magic mirror still had no cracks, but the tremor was trembling even more violently.

Seeing this scene, Wuqi was finally a little surprised. However, he was not discouraged and threw the Ancient Scroll out crazily, violently smashing the mirror, "Bang bang bang...bang bang bang..." With the deafening loud noises, it was heard one after another. In a short time, in a blink of an eye, it was hit tens of thousands of times.

However, the magic mirror in front of him was still not broken, but the tremor was even more exaggerated and more violent. This result caused Wuqi to suffer a significant blow. Although he had already prepared for a protracted war, he never expected that he would smash it hard for more than 20,000 times, but it turned out to be like this, with no effect at all.

At this moment, looking at the magic mirror in front of you, Wuqi even had a very wonderful feeling, as if he was a clown, and he always felt that he was extremely smart and extraordinary. But when he looked in the mirror, he realized that he was just a clown, a ridiculous, stupid, but even a particularly self-righteous clown.

Am I wrong?

The next moment, Wuqi began to doubt his judgment and couldn't help but say something to himself in his heart.

At this moment, the magic mirror in front of him disappeared, and disappeared silently. At the same time, a thick fog appeared, covering the surroundings. No matter how you look, you can't see clearly what's around you, and you can only see the white fog.

After three seconds, the fog in front of me disappeared and was replaced by a calm sea.

In this sea area, Wuqi couldn't see anything else, but could only see one small island after another. On the nearest island, Nakelu was talking to Xiaodie with excitement on her face. When she noticed her gaze, Nakelu actually waved at her and shouted loudly to her over.

"Slug! What are you doing? Come here!!!"

As soon as this was said, the other people who were playing and having fun on the island also read it and called themselves over.

"Short! Why did you get there? Come here, we have baked your favorite sea fish. Come and eat together."

"That's right, Master. I'm waiting for you!"

"Boss..."

This scene made Wuqi stunned, and he almost doubted his eyes. At this time, the sea surface was calm and unwavering, the seagulls soared happily, the sea breeze was fresh, spreading the smell of the sea water all around. There were no so-called monsters and magic mirrors at all! Could it be that everything he saw before was just an illusion?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi was immediately excited. He took a step forward without hesitation and made a move to the island far away. But when his legs were raised, he thought about it, but he felt something was wrong. If what he saw in front of him was true, then everything before was false? Since that's the case, why did he leave with his friends alone?

If they are really their own partners, why don’t they bring themselves when they board that island?

With this in mind, Wuqi immediately retracted his legs, and at this moment, his head inexplicably hurt, which made people unable to bear it. He looked dark and fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, Wuqi found that he had returned to his original ship and was lying motionless on the deck. His friends all looked at him with concern, his expression full of deep worry.

"Aqi, are you awake?" Xiaodie spoke first. Seeing that she woke up, tears flowed down her eyes.

"Slug! Are you okay?" Nakelulu said immediately. Although she was not as excited as Xiaodie, her expression was very real and not at all artificial.

"Godson! You are here too!" The third one was Perot. He was also a little excited. Although he was well concealed, his voice kept trembling. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would wake up.

Then there was no other voice. Although Rhode, Xiaobai, He Xiaotian, Yun Zhihao and John were all aside, none of them made a sound. They were just looking at themselves silently, including their son Walls.

Wuqi was puzzled, and his heart was filled with deep confusion. He asked subconsciously: "What happened to me? Why are you so excited? What's wrong with me?"

"You have been in a coma for a hundred years! You have been in a whole hundred years!" Xiaodie replied in a trembling voice while wiping her tears.

"What? One hundred years?" Wuqi widened his eyes in disbelief and said.

Everyone nodded together.

"Yes! From the beginning of going to sea, you were inexplicably unconscious. No matter how we called you, we couldn't wake you up! So we could only go back, wanting Lord Dou Sheng to help you see if there was a way to wake you up. But when we went back, we found that the sea surface had been locked by a strange force and could not go back at all. Therefore, we could only drift on the sea surface.

I originally thought you would wake up soon, because your body is special, and even if your soul is destroyed, you can recover by yourself. But I didn’t expect that you will have been sleeping for a hundred years! We have been waiting for you here for a hundred years!"

After this sentence was put into practice, many people nodded and agreed. Wuqi was stunned. Could it be that it was caused by his inexplicable headache just now? But I clearly felt that I was just a coma for a moment. Could it be that this moment was an illusion? I was really in a coma for a hundred years?

As soon as he thought of this, his heartbeat was "bang bang...bang bang" continued to accelerate, and cold sweat fell. He once again had a deep sense of awe of the sea. He felt that there were too many secrets and dangers in the sea, unfathomable, and it was not something that people like him could imagine.

However, just as Wuqi believed in Xiaodie and others' words, he subconsciously glanced at his son standing aside. Although Walls was also excited about his awakening and his eyes were blurred, his age and size were still the same as when he was four years old.

What's going on?

Wuqi was surprised to find this. He remembered it very clearly that the only one among his group of people who was not a cultivator was his son Walls, but wasn't he in a coma for a hundred years? If this is true, why did Walls still look four years old?

Even if he became a cultivator under the guidance of several other partners, his cultivation speed was faster than Xiaodie, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds almost a thousand miles a day, and he eventually became a powerful sanctuary who would never grow old. So could he do this at the age of four?

With this in mind, Wuqi shook his head and denied this possibility.

This is absolutely impossible! It is simply a fantasy to want to transform from an ordinary person into a powerful person in the holy realm within a year.

Realizing this, Wuqi smiled and finally understood what he saw. It turned out that everything in front of him was just an illusion created by the magic mirror.

The next moment, Wuqi took out the Ancient Scroll and swept it hard at all his friends. Sure enough, everyone evaporated instantly, like smoke, and disappeared in front of him.

At the same time, everything around began to twist violently, like a creature, slowly changing. The strong wind gradually turned into a physical body, but the sea water gradually turned into a virtual body, the sky became dark, and the ship under her feet slowly disappeared. In the end, everything around turned into a bottomless darkness. Wuqi's body couldn't help but tremble, and the picture in front of him finally turned into a magic mirror again.

However, the magic mirror he saw this time was completely different from the previous one. Although it was a mirror, it was also huge and boundless, standing quietly on the sea surface, reaching the sky, and could not see the top at all, the mirror of this magic mirror was not smooth and flat, but covered with cracks of all sizes, like a spider web, covering the entire body of the mirror.

"I see!"

Seeing this scene, Wuqi suddenly realized why the illusion he saw just now had flaws, and why he used the Ancient Scroll to attack the magic mirror without any effect. It turned out that all this was an illusion.

Every previous attack was real and effective, and I couldn't see it. It was just because the magic mirror was pretending to replace the illusion with reality without realizing it. It wanted to use this method to make it retreat.

However, his stubbornness made the magic mirror scarred and eventually collapsed. Therefore, it had to create stronger illusions to make its soul sink into it and completely unable to break free.

But the magic mirror is no longer intact, it has long been covered with scars and countless cracks. Therefore, the illusion it creates cannot be perfect, and there will definitely be flaws. No matter how well it is covered, it cannot be completely erased. Therefore, you can notice that it is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

With this in mind, Wuqi completely understood all the mysteries and couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the magic mirror. It's really not easy to be able to confuse people's hearts.

At the same time, he still felt a little reluctant. This kind of magic mirror was too rare. He really wanted to put it in his hands and use it for himself, but his souls were trapped in the magic mirror. If it was not broken, he would not be able to save everyone. So, in the end, he gave up this idea, sighed regretfully, swung his right hand, and smashed the Ancient Scroll hard.

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