The waiters of light looked at the light mirror with excited expressions.

"The mirror of light that has been dormant for thousands of years and disappeared without a trace has reappeared in the world. We are saved!"

"The four magic weapons of the Hall of Light to deal with the energy of darkness are the Light Flag, the Light Cup, the Light Mirror, and the Light Lamp!

Among them, under the mirror of light, no energy of darkness can escape, and the energy of darkness cannot pass through the mirror of light."

"With the Mirror of Light at our back, we can safely open the magic circle leading to the Light of Light."

Everyone's excitement was instantly dampened by Pandra.

"It's just a broken mirror. It's old and has been used so many times. It's only a matter of time before it's destroyed.

You guys run away, you’d better run away quickly, hahaha!”

Lin Tian's face was solemn and he said to everyone: "I guess I won't be able to hold on for long. Find the bright light quickly and hide."

The six waiters looked at me and I looked at you, nodded and said, "We are here, working together to open the formation leading to the bright light."

It turns out that the place where the light lamp is located requires the light waiters and others to work together to open it in order to enter.

One of the light attendants drew a six-pointed star shape on the ground, and then they recited the mantra.

As the mantra fell, the six-pointed star on the ground slowly lit up.

Lin Tian supported the light mirror and endured the impact of dark forces, each wave of attack more fierce than the last.

Lin Tian could feel that the bright mirror was getting more and more fragile.

The extent of Pandra's recovery surprised Lintian. He saw the Nurgle box that Pandra took out next to him and found the answer.

Pandra relied on these Nurgle Chests to regain her strength!

These Nurgle boxes may have been hidden in this world by him a long time ago.

His strength may have surpassed the realm of transforming infants.

"It's a tough nut to crack."

This reminded Lintian of Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death. Pandra's recovery ability was too strong.

The six attendants of light chanted the mantra diligently, repeating it over and over again. The beads of sweat on their foreheads were as big as beans, and they looked very strenuous.

After the fierce battle just now, their strength has declined. In addition, it is difficult to open this formation, but they are still working hard.

Everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but they didn't know what they could do to help.

Suddenly, there was a sound of shattering mirrors behind them, the sound was as sharp as a needle pricking their hearts.

"Bang!"

The lens was shattered on the ground.

The sound of Pandra laughing "haha" came.

"You want to stop me even though you have a broken mirror? I gave you time to escape. You haven't escaped yet. You're too weak."

Now Pandra is like a cat, playing with them like little mice.

Everyone sighed for a while, feeling that death was about to come.

"The mirror of light is broken, what else can stop it?"

Master Shui and Master Mu asked anxiously: "Servants of Light, how long will it take before we can open the formation?"

A senior waiter of light sighed.

"Almost, give us another twenty breaths."

"It's too late. In just one breath, our lives will be gone." The Shui family looked at the Mu family, "If you have any defensive magic weapons, don't hide them, sacrifice them all."

The head of the Mu family hesitated for a moment.

"But that can only protect you for two or three breaths."

"Don't worry about it, use it first!"

The heads of the Shui family and the Mu family used their defensive magic weapons at the same time, and blocked the dark energy heading towards them.

The waiter of light said with regret: "Zhao Ziqi took the cup of light. If the cup of light is in the hands of the ambassador, the maximum power of the cup of light can be used to expel the energy of darkness."

At this moment, Lin Tian's cold voice sounded.

"The cup of light is in my hand."

Seeing the Guangming Cup that Lin Tian took out, everyone was ecstatic.

"So the Cup of Light is in your hand, that's great! Lin Tian, ​​we knew how good you were!"

When everyone was happy, the waiter of light said again: "Just having the cup of light is not enough, you also need to be able to recite the incantation.

In the entire Hall of Light, only the Ambassador of Light can read, which requires extremely strong talent for light and a very high level of cultivation."

However, the Ambassador of Light is dead.

Before everyone was happy for a long time, cold water was poured on them again.

"We're doomed!"

"There's still one more breath left to live. I'm going to fight the damn devil before I die!"

Everyone was filled with grief and anger.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Lin Tian held the Guangming Cup and began to recite a mantra in his heart.

He had previously taken some of Huo Liangjun's magic weapons, including a secret book on the Divine Art of Light. There was a formula in the secret book that could make the Light Cup exert its power.

That formula is like a tongue twister. After Lintian got it, he practiced it from time to time, just thinking that one day he might be able to use the Guangming Cup.

At this time, it finally came in handy.

He felt a little uneasy, not knowing whether he could succeed.

In this emergency situation, he had to give it a try.

After reciting it for the first time, Guangming Cup was indifferent.

He did not give up. He blocked out all the noise from the outside world and recited that mantra with all his concentration.

Determined, over and over again.

He has experienced many storms and countless life-and-death situations, and he knows in his heart that he cannot lose control of his position under such circumstances.

Sometimes, it is in critical moments that your greatest potential can be unleashed.

When he read this sentence for the sixth time, the defensive formations of Master Shui and Master Mu broke.

And Guangming Cup finally responded.

The Guangming Cup emitted bursts of golden light, and some words vaguely appeared on the surface.

Lin Tian was overjoyed and read it again.

The words on the cup of light became more and more real, emerging one by one and leaving the surface of the cup of light.

Like a scroll, it was unraveled layer by layer, and the words floated into the air one after another, as if they were attracted by the dark air.

Everyone immediately noticed this strange phenomenon.

"The Cup of Light is on!"

The most surprised ones were the waiters of light.

They were all stunned when they saw the changes that had taken place in the Guangming Cup.

"The Cup of Light is lit. The Cup of Light that only the Ambassador of Light can light is actually lit!"

"What beautiful words. This is the most beautiful picture I have ever seen in my life."

"Didn't it mean that only people like the Ambassador of Light have the qualifications and power to light up the Cup of Light?

Why can Lin Tian, ​​who is only at the acquired level, be able to light up?"

"How did he know that spell?"

"Legend has it that the Chosen Son, whose bright talent defies heaven, will be recognized by the proud Cup of Light, and will exert power in the hands of the Chosen Son.

Maybe, Lin Tian is the chosen one."

"This guy is amazing!"

The happiest people are the members of Ji Yingpeng’s team.

"I knew that Lin Tian's talent for light was unparalleled!"

"If it weren't for the devil's trouble, Lin Tian should have been guarding the Cup of Light!"
Chapter completed!