Thinking of this, Qin Xuan looked at Yi Min and asked through a message: "Brother Yi, what is the origin of the scepter in Sikong Jing's hand?"
"That scepter is called the Scepter of Control, and it is a top-quality imperial weapon!" Yi Min replied.
"The best imperial weapon?" A strange light flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, but this was what he expected. Sikong Jing is a high disciple of Tiancang Academy, so the magical weapon in his hand is naturally extraordinary.
"However, although the control staff is powerful, it is not as powerful as the mirror on its head."
Yi Min's voice came again. Qin Xuan's expression condensed and he looked at the latter. He heard Yi Min's face calm and continued to speak: "That mirror is called Yin Yang Mirror. It is made of rare treasures. It has been in the Nine Realms for a long time."
In the past, there was a saint who was known as the Lord of Life and Death. His best power was the art of life and death. It was said that he integrated the art of life and death into a magical weapon, giving it the ability to control the lives of others.
Shocking all around!"
"The Yin-Yang Mirror can release two different kinds of divine light. The red light deprives all vitality and seals other people's souls, while the green light can restore other people's vitality and return the incomplete souls to their proper place."
When Yi Min's voice fell, Qin Xuan's heart shook violently, as if he had heard extremely incredible words.
Does this Yin-Yang Mirror actually have such heaven-defying power?
This sounds incredible.
A beam of light can take away a person's life and soul. This is a bit exaggerated. If it is really that powerful, who else in the world can compete with it?
It doesn't matter whether it's a one-on-one battle or a group battle, he just needs to look at it with the Yin-Yang Mirror, and everyone will die. However, is this possible?
Seemingly guessing what Qin Xuan was thinking, Yi Min smiled: "There are many theories about the Yin-Yang Mirror. What I just mentioned is just one of them. There are other rumors. For example, some people say that the Lord of Life and Death is falling.
He integrates his soul into the Yin-Yang Mirror at all times, thus giving the Yin-Yang Mirror some of the abilities of the Heavenly Lord of Life and Death."
"There are countless similar rumors, but most of them are spread by word of mouth and are not credible." Yi Min said with a smile: "However, one thing must be true, that is, the Yin Yang Mirror does have the ability to take away people's vitality.
It’s just that it won’t be as scary as the rumors say!”
Qin Xuan nodded in agreement. Most of the rumors were spread by people in extremely exaggerated terms and were not credible.
"Since the Yin-Yang Mirror was a thing left by the Lord of Life and Death, why did it fall into the hands of Sikong Jing?" Qin Xuan suddenly thought of a question and asked.
Sikong Jing happens to have a mirror in his name. Is this a coincidence?
"I'm not sure about this. Tiancang Academy is a very magical place. Its existence is not much different from that of Xiangtian Palace. Perhaps, the Lord of Life and Death has a good relationship with Tiancang Academy and handed over the Yin-Yang Mirror to
It is not impossible for Tiancang Academy to keep it for you."
Yi Min said jokingly that this was just a guess. The Heavenly Lord of Life and Death existed too long ago, and his deeds can only be found in ancient books. No one witnessed his era with his own eyes.
Qin Xuan nodded silently. What Yi Min said has a certain degree of credibility. Now the Yin-Yang Mirror and the control staff are integrated into one, becoming a more powerful magic weapon. Those who can do this must have a distinguished background.
And Tiancang Academy has such strength and background.
Just as the two were talking, on the battlefield where Sikong Jing was, waves of destructive death breath filled the air, winding like countless ropes towards the body of the Beast King Clan's genius, and a dazzling red light enveloped it.
Want to bury everything in it.
Violent fluctuations came from that space, as if a fierce collision had occurred.
"Beast Yuan!" The Emperor of the Beast King Clan couldn't help but shout, his face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the void.
As time passed, the space became peaceful. Countless eyes looked towards it, only to find a figure lying flat in the void, with no breath left on it.
The lying figure is none other than the genius of the Beast King Clan.
The hearts of the crowd trembled, and an extremely fearful look flashed in the eyes looking at Sikong Jing. Is this Sikong Jing's true strength?
Surprisingly, so strong.
In the past, they listed Sikong Jing, Jian Chunqiu, Qisha and Nan Douyue as the four major evildoers in Starry Sky City.
After this battle, Sikong Jing's combat prowess has been fully demonstrated, and it may be difficult for the other three monsters to find anyone who can match him.
Jian Chunqiu was fighting with Jian Yichen. After feeling the fluctuation coming from a certain direction, he looked over there and saw that Sikong Jing's battle had ended. Sikong Jing stood there quietly and calmly, as if nothing happened.
His expression froze for a moment. Is Sikong Jing so strong?
He had also fought against Sikong Jing before, but both of them only touched upon each other and never released their true strength. Jian Chunqiu also never felt the power of Sikong Jing's yin-yang mirror.
Just when Jian Chunqiu was thinking, a cold sword intent shot through the air, making Jian Chunqiu look forward with cold eyes, raised his hand and made a sword palm print. The sword was mighty, like the way of heaven, and directed towards the killing sword.
The intention is gone.
With a loud noise, the kendo palm prints were shattered, and the sword's intention was violently shaken, but the power of the sword still existed, killing Jian Chunqiu, Jian Chunqiu's eyes shot out a cold light, and he took another palm, and then the cold light was
Crush it.
"Fighting with me, if you are distracted even a little bit, you are destined to die." Jian Yichen looked at Jian Chunqiu and said calmly.
In the previous battles, he could feel that Jian Chunqiu's swordsmanship was very good. He must have learned a powerful swordsmanship from him, so he was able to master a variety of powerful swordsmanship skills.
What Jian Yichen didn't know was that Jian Chunqiu had five teachers, and each of them was a sword master.
In the direction of Sikong Jing, a suffocating coercion suddenly radiated down, and a burly figure fell next to the genius of the beast king clan. He looked at Sikong Jing with cold eyes and said: "Help."
he."
"Why?" Sikong Jing retorted. He gave the other party a chance, but he didn't appreciate it.
"I'll let you save him!" The sturdy figure spoke again, staring at Sikong Jing. An extremely overbearing pressure fell on Sikong Jing's body, making Sikong Jing feel a huge force pressing down on his bones.
They all made a crisp sound, as if they were about to be crushed.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?" An unhappy voice came out, and as the voice came out, an equally powerful force burst out, resisting the pressure.
In the direction of Tiancang Academy, a middle-aged man wearing a dark robe strolled out. This middle-aged man was extraordinary and had an unfathomable aura. His eyes were extremely dark and deep, like black holes, as if they could see through people's hearts.
Mo Yuan, the seventh-ranked teacher in Tiancang Academy, is not only powerful, but also has a very high reputation in Tiancang Academy, and is loved and respected by many disciples.
Mo Yuan turned his head, looked at the direction of Sikong Jing, waved his palm, and an invisible power of the avenue enveloped the void, resisting the pressure of the demon that fell on Sikong Jing.
"A man of great emperor status actually takes action against a junior figure. How do you know how to write the word "shame"?" Mo Yuan looked at the powerful emperor of the beast king clan and said directly. The irony in his tone was very strong, and he directly called the other person shameless.
As a great emperor, do you want to show off your power by attacking people of lower realms?
The powerful emperor of the beast king family suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to refute for a moment.
However, even so, he still did not leave, but stood not far from Sikong Jing. In this way, he could take down Sikong Jing at any time if he wanted to.
Mo Yuan looked away from the Beast King Clan Emperor, then looked at Sikong Jing in front of him, and commanded: "Sikong Jing, save him."
Sikong Jing's expression was frozen there, his eyes filled with disbelief. Rescue him?
Why?
"Elder Mo..." Sikong Jing opened his mouth and was about to explain a sentence or two when he heard Mo Yuan secretly transmit a message: "The power of the Beast King Clan is not limited to what is in front of you. You have already won this battle.
So I spared his life, which is also a face to the Beast King Clan, so the Beast King Clan will no longer be able to deal with the Academy."
After hearing this, Sikong Jing suddenly realized that Elder Mo was thinking from the perspective of the academy.
But after all, Tiancang Academy is only a palace-level power. There are not many saints and strong men, only a few people. If it causes trouble for Tiancang Academy, that is not what he wants to see.
I saw Sikong Jing looking at the lying figure, turning his palm over, and a green divine light shot out from the Yin-Yang Mirror. The green light was instantly projected into the opponent's body, and then, a powerful life force spread in it.
Come.
However, in the blink of an eye, the genius of the Beast King Clan gradually regained some of his breath, and his complexion became much rosier, as if he had really come back to life.
When the people in the Nine Realms saw this scene, they were all shocked in their hearts. The Yin Yang Mirror indeed lived up to its reputation and had the ability to deprive others of their life!
"I have revived him, but he needs a few days of rest. If he uses his true energy to fight forcefully, it will affect his foundation." Sikong Jing looked at the powerful emperor of the Beast King Clan and said.
The Emperor of the Beast King's clan focused his gaze and took a deep look at Sikong Jing. This boy's city is very deep!
Naturally, he didn't believe Sikong Jing's words. If Sikong Jing wanted to save someone, it shouldn't be difficult. After all, people died under the Yin-Yang Mirror, and they could definitely be saved by using the Yin-Yang Mirror.
The reason why he was allowed to rest for a few more days was because Sikong Jing was weakening the Beast King Clan. If a battle really broke out, this person would not be able to participate in the battle.
However, it would be good if you could save your life, and everything else should be put aside.
"So, do the Beast Kings have any objections?" Mo Yuan looked at the other party and asked. From the beginning to the end, Mo Yuan's tone was neither humble nor overbearing. He neither showed any sense of pride nor deliberately lowered his attitude to accommodate the other party, but instead
Put the other party in the same position as yourself.