The Soul Mirror hanging in the air, after absorbing Ming Jiutian, the yellow light converged, and then the Soul Mirror instantly burst out at an unprecedented speed, flying straight towards the sky in the distance.

"Ge Lao Tzudi, you tattered spirit mirror, feed the unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, you can't see it clearly after devouring the soul, it's me, let me out..."

At this moment, Ming Jiutian, who was in the inner space of the Soul Mirror, was desperately knocking on that door.

"Haha... It's good to come, with you as a companion, this monarch will not be too lonely" Just as Ming Jiutian was desperately shouting, a very familiar voice came from behind him.

Ming Jiutian turned his head and saw that many large iron cages were neatly arranged in the inner space of the Soul Mirror.

Basically, there is a soul body imprisoned inside, and the first monarch-level existence that he met in the soul world some time ago officially spoke.

That is, the extra-large octopus, but at the moment it is extremely weak, and it seems to be very difficult to speak.

Ming Jiutian lowered his body to take a look, and saw that the iron cage that imprisoned the eight fish was wrapped with a large iron chain more than one meter thick.

The slightest trace of soul power is being taken away through the iron chain, looking at this posture, it must be the soul power of the soul mirror digesting the soul body that has been sucked in, and it is estimated that it will not be long before this big eight fish will be sucked dry.

Ming Jiutian glanced at it cursoryly, and saw that there were hundreds of large iron cages here, and almost every big iron cage had a soul body imprisoned in it.

Some have been sucked and lost consciousness, and there are not many who still have the strength to speak like Eight Catchfish.

But it's strange, why wasn't he put in an iron cage, Ming Jiutian was very puzzled.

"Shut up, you know a bullshit? I'm idle and have nothing to do to come in and have a look, and I'm relieved to see that you all have private rooms here."

Ming Jiutian shouted unashamedly, it was shameful to be sucked in by his magic weapon.

Although Ming Jiutian was not imprisoned in the big iron cage, he was really uncomfortable all over his body when he was inside the Soul Mirror.

Who knows if this soul mirror will suddenly be unhappy and imprison him, and when the time comes, he will be sucked dry of his soul, and it feels creepy to think about it.

In order to prove that he was not sucked in, Ming Jiutian could only pretend to be leisurely and walk around the space of the Spiritualist Mirror.

One would walk to the iron cage where the eight fish were caught and ridicule, and the two would run to the iron cage of the toothed bear to make a mockery, which really felt like they were coming in to hang out.

But you can't chatter in the realm of the conjuring spirits, and the soul bodies here are basically sucked up at the moment.

Even if he was still a little conscious, he chose to close his mouth when he heard Ming Jiutian's gushing.

I hope that the Soul Mirror will suck them dry as soon as possible, and then get rid of the language bombardment of Ming Jiutian, I really can't stand it.

I don't know how long time has passed, and Ming Jiutian returned to the position where he was sucked in before.

Sitting down boredly, now Ming Jiutian could only feel that this soul mirror was moving all the time, and it was very fast.

As for what the Soul Mirror was going to do, and where it was going to take him, it was unknown.

The Spiritualist Mirror maintained its current speed, and it took seven days to slow down.

And at this moment, it was another sunny and sunny day, and Ning Xuefei was still carrying a shovel as always.

When he came to the grave of Ming Jiutian, he repeated the work he had insisted on for one hundred and twenty years, pulling weeds and turning the soil.

"Big brother, Xuefei and I'm here again, to tell you a good news, two days ago I received a notice from the third brother Dai, saying that they were going to come over to see you in the near future, and they planned to get together well, one hundred and twenty years have passed, we have gathered many times, but it's a pity, only you are missing..."

Ning Xuefei turned over the soil on Ming Jiutian's grave while talking to himself about the various things that had happened in the past one hundred and twenty years.

"Boom..."

Just as Ning Xuefei was muttering to himself while turning over the earth, a purple thunder suddenly fell from the sky.

Impartially, it happened to hit the tomb of Ming Jiutian, and directly split the tomb of Ming Jiutian into a mess of stones.

"Oops, I..."

Before Ning Xuefei could react, he was swept away by the shock wave generated by the purple lightning smashing down.

As soon as Ning Xuefei was about to get up, he saw several purple thunderbolts under the skin one after another in the sky.

As the number increased, the power of the purple lightning that fell down became more and more fierce, and the color became darker and darker, and Ning Xuefei curled up in place and was soon covered by the earth raised by the thunder and lightning.

The thunder and lightning were still slashing non-stop, and at this moment, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky directly above the tomb of Ming Jiutian, and its momentum was even more fierce than that of the Tribulation.

At the center of the terrifying vortex, a bronze mirror was rotating rapidly, and with the appearance of the bronze mirror, the purple lightning that fell from the sky became more ferocious.

Slowly, the bronze mirror stopped rotating, and a dazzling pillar of golden light shone vertically downwards directly towards the location of Ming Jiutian's tomb.

At the moment when the golden light touched the tomb, an even thicker pillar of golden light instantly rose from the tomb of Ming Jiutian and rushed straight into Xiao Han.

The rushing golden light passed through the bronze mirror and then surged up again, directly through the huge whirlpool above the sky.

The dazzling golden light spread out in an instant, as if it had exploded in the whirlpool, making the already terrifying huge whirlpool even more terrifying, and the entire sky was covered with that dazzling golden light at this moment.

The already dazzling golden light became brighter and brighter with the passage of time, and slowly the blue sky, white clouds, mountains, rivers, rivers and seas all disappeared in this dazzling golden light, and the heavens and the earth became the same color.

And at this moment, in the deepest part of the Lower Three Realms, in a magnificent palace, the Heavenly Qi Rensheng Emperor, the Dizang King Bodhisattva, Di Ting, and the Three Giants, looking at the vision of heaven and earth in the Lower Three Realms, they were also surprised to close their mouths.

"He went back..."

The Heavenly Qi Rensheng Emperor looked up at the sky and said four very simple words.

"Who's going back?"

The three giants stood behind the Tianqi Rensheng Emperor and asked in a low voice, it was the first time they had seen such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth.

Hearing this, the Tianqi Rensheng Emperor shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything, seeing this expression, the three giants also knew that they shouldn't ask what they shouldn't ask.

At the same time, in the Taiji Hall of the Liangyi Gate of the Supreme Emperor Domain, the crane Qianye and the Lingxin Boy.

Now I can't call myself a boy anymore, I have grown up after a hundred and twenty years, and my eyes widened in shock when I looked at the vision of heaven and earth outside.

"One yin and one sunny, yin and yang are combined, he is back" The spirit boy looked at the vision of the sky, as if stupidly said.

"Who's back?" The crane Chiba next to him was also shocked when he looked at the vision of heaven and earth.

"The Great Tribulation of the Liangyi Gate is coming..."The Lingxin Boy did not explain anything, but closed his eyes in pain.

At this time, the momentum of the Great Chitian Xuantian Emperor's mausoleum was still continuing, and the huge pillar of light was still strong.

After a full hour, the bronze mirror above the sky, that is, the conjuring mirror, was attracted by this yellow light, and slowly fell vertically downward.

The speed at which the Spiritualist Mirror fell was very slow, and after a while, it sank into the tomb of Ming Jiutian.

At this time, the momentum outside had already alarmed Ming Jiutian, and at first Ming Jiutian thought that someone was crossing the catastrophe, but after watching it for a long time, he didn't see anyone else at all.

Ming Jiutian looked out through the big iron gate of the Soul Mirror, and it was strange how this place looked so much like the Great Red Sky.

And this valley below is also very similar to the mausoleum of Emperor Xuantian back then, is it possible to really go home?

Ming Jiutian rubbed his eyes, and really suspected that he was wrong.