Looking at the mirror, Chen Luoyang scratched his head a little.

It floated and sank in the lava, but there was no sign of damage.

Even the frames with metal texture are black in color.

It looks ordinary, but it seems that the fierce high temperature of the surrounding earth fire lava does not exist.

Not to mention melting, even the temperature does not seem to change.

It's nothing to watch alone.

However, with the current environment, it is almost like writing the big words "I am a baby" and "I am not simple" on the mirror.

Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart.

In such a world, can such good thermal insulation materials be refined?

How did you point out the technology tree?

It’s fine to have a frame, but what material is the mirror?

Or should we really not talk about science in this metaphysical world?

He removed the random thoughts in his mind and glanced at the boy in his arms out of the corner of his eyes.

The little guy had no expression at this moment and had a serious face.

His eyes flashed slightly with blue and black luster, staring at the lava sea of ​​fire below.

Since the Seal of the Nether Sea was opened, Chen Luoyang could feel that the little guy in his arms had changed his attitude towards him.

He was held in his arms and was no longer so relaxed, but instead tensed his body, as if full of vigilance.

With the opening of the Nether Sea Curse Seal, Xiao Suyuan's emotions became extremely indifferent.

The malice towards other creatures is getting heavier and heavier.

In turn, he became sensitive and alert to the existence that had the ability to threaten him.

Although Chen Luoyang did not show any malice, at such a close distance, the little guy could vaguely feel his strength, and was roughly sure that this was a behemoth that he could not match at present.

Not only is he unable to devour his soul, but if the other party has malicious intentions, he will be in danger.

Under the influence of the Nether Sea Curse Seal, the little guy just became thin and his mind became cold and bloodthirsty, but he would not be crazy and would kill anyone he saw.

So at this moment, he was honestly held by Chen Luoyang and did not dare to act rashly, so as not to be strangled by this more powerful existence.

He will do whatever Chen Luoyang asked him to do.

It's like a domesticated beast.

Chen Luoyang also had a rough understanding of the little guy's current status.

So he has always been paying attention.

At this time, when he saw the strange mirror, Chen Luoyang remained silent and secretly adjusted the intensity of his confrontation with Zhurong's Burning Heaven Array and Earth Fire Lava.

The pressure under the Nether Sea Mantra Seal gradually increases.

The blue-black ice sea of ​​abyss is obviously beginning to become thinner.

The little guy in Chen Luoyang's arms showed a look of hard work.

He moved slightly, as if he was about to struggle.

He looked up and met Chen Luoyang's eyes that were looking down.

The dark golden light had disappeared, and the black luster flashed again.

Chen Luoyang smiled slightly and said nothing.

The little guy was helpless, and he couldn't twist his big arm, so he could only continue to grit his teeth and hold on.

The thousands of spells and sea of ​​darkness produced by the talisman seal on his eyebrows gradually melted and reduced like ice and snow.

In the end, the little guy couldn't hold on anymore.

The few blue and black oceans left automatically retracted into their eyebrows and formed a talisman seal again. Then the talisman seal flashed for a moment and disappeared.

The black light in Xiao Suyuan's eyes also dissipated.

His eyes became lively and lively again, and his face became lively.

However, he just glanced at his tutor in a daze and felt a sensation of sleepiness. He immediately fell asleep in Chen Luoyang's arms.

Chen Luoyang immediately adjusted the strength of Zhurong's Burning Sky Formation to prevent him from holding back the magma surging below.

He looked at Xiao Suyuan in his arms and nodded with satisfaction.

Because of the interference of the great elder Xie Chong, Chen Luoyang had to forcefully kill the sixth elder Zhou Pancheng, so Chen Luoyang now wanted to retain his own strength as much as possible.

Consume the Nether Sea Mantra Seal to a certain extent and prompts it to automatically sleep in order to protect itself, and then temporarily achieve the effect of suppressing and sealing.

After the matter was completely settled, Chen Luoyang was well-off and then he used the power of Emperor Wu to completely suppress the curse seal.

He turned his gaze back to the sea of ​​magma below.

A small black dot floats and sinks in the lava.

Chen Luoyang held the child with one hand and made a move from the other hand toward the bottom.

Then he flew up with the small black dots and came to him.

Chen Luoyang carefully looked at the strange mirror and looked at himself reflected in the mirror.

The devil orders on the body did not respond.

Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart, it was difficult to tell whether this was the treasure belonging to the Demon Cult or whether it came from another place.

He reached out his hand and tried to touch the mirror.

The temperature on the ancient mirror is indeed as normal, as if it is not affected by the earthly fire lava at all, and it is very abnormal now.

But what Chen Luoyang cares even more was that when he was in contact with the ancient mirror, the illusory and mysterious black pot in his mind actually flashed with light, and dark golden light patterns covered the body and lid of the pot.

Then, a dark golden glow also bloomed on the black mirror.

After the mirror light flashed like water waves, the mirror really fluctuated like the water surface.

A black shadow emerged from it.

Chen Luoyang retreated vigilantly.

I saw that what floated out of the mirror seemed to be a portrait.

The portrait was pitch black all over, falling into the red light transformed by Zhurong's Burning Sky Array. He was supported by the red light, hovered in the air, and faced with Chen Luoyang.

And the black mirror returned to normal without any reaction.

It seems that the value and purpose of its existence is to store this portrait.

But Chen Luoyang vaguely felt that the mirror itself was more special.

But I haven't figured out the clue yet, so the mirror has no response.

However, the black portrait in front of me shook slightly at this time.

The gods and demons on Chen Luoyang did not react to the mirror, but instead he felt a vague response in the face of this portrait.

And the dark portrait seemed to have suddenly had life, and its closed eyes opened automatically.

The black light in his eyes swayed, exactly the same as Chen Luoyang's eyes.

...A certain predecessor of the Demon Sect!

A thought flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind.

Cultivating the blood of the demons and holding the devil orders is no other possibility except for the leader of the Demon Sect in the past dynasties.

But the question is, which one is this?

Chen Luoyang was a little in trouble.

The Demon Sect holds statues to worship ancient gods and demons such as Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa, Chiyou, Zhurong, and Xuanming.

The ancestors and predecessors did not set up statues.

So Chen Luoyang was very confused.

Moreover, as he currently knows, although the martial arts powerhouses on the vast land of China are good at fighting power and it is no problem to push mountains and fill the sea to change the landform, their lifespan does not seem to be exaggerated.

If you have become an old predecessor in history, is this rebirth after death, or is the fetal breathing that can barely leave a glimmer of vitality to be awakened?

However, Chen Luoyang did not relax his vigilance because the other party was a senior of the Demon Sect.

After he observed it carefully, he knew it secretly.

The black portrait in front of me is similar to the golden relic of a Buddhist monk after he transformed into a transformation.

This old senior is strictly a dead person.

But there is still a wisp of the residual soul that has not yet been destroyed and has remained to this day.

Chen Luoyang felt relieved.

The eyes of both sides faced each other, and the same black and black light intertwined.

A huge voice rang out.

"I am the founder of the ancient divine religion. I have been forcibly leaving a breath until now. I am waiting for the descendants of my divine religion. Any descendants of my divine religion should follow my orders. It is of great importance. Remember..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the black man seemed to be kicked over!

Then one foot was stepped on the portrait's face.

The portrait's eyes flashed with black light.

Chen Luoyang looked down at him with a blank expression on his face.
Chapter completed!