Chapter 81 The method of breaking the mud shadow

Author: Yewei Ranran

The crystal fragments were extremely sharp and rolled up with the wind, and the wings of the false mirror protected Mu Anran in time.

When the shock finally subsided, the real details emerged.

Under the crystal, there are countless corpses, including men and women, old and young, with different miraculous features. The surface is covered with crystals, and they are all missing a layer of skin.

At first sight, Mu Anran couldn't help being shocked and took half a step back.

"It's just a few corpses, why retreat?" Wu Jing couldn't see her actions.

Mu Anran said harshly, "Senior, I don't know that the mud shadows devour each other, and after devouring each other, they will devour each other's body. So many corpses here means..."

Dao Xu said lightly, "It means there is a very powerful mud shadow here."

Small fish eat shrimps, and big fish eat small fish. The strength of the top of the food chain is definitely not low.

Wang Jing didn't take it seriously, "What are you making all the fuss about?"

He is not afraid, let alone one mud shadow, it doesn't matter if there are tens of thousands of them together.

Mu Anran's expression was speechless, and he suddenly lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"Okay, since you know so much, then you can tell me how to get out of here. I'm already impatient!"

The arrogant Zhi Tianma couldn't stand it and kept digging holes like a mouse.

Mu Anran took a step back, "It looks like we are underground, why not dig a hole upwards?"

Wang Jing was irritated, "If it were that simple, I would have gone out long ago!"

Mu Anran blinked, and the hidden thread of fate emerged from Wu Jing's body.

She was a little surprised.

Because at this moment, there is a thread connected to Daoxu's body, and there is a slight black air, as if he is going to be unlucky.

At Lenovo, Mu Anran wiped his face and said, "It's so uncomfortable here, so it's okay for senior to stay here. Let's try drilling another hole!"

She climbed up and dug a hole. She was bored, but she didn't refuse.

Dao Xu, on the other hand, glanced at Mu Anran intentionally or unintentionally.

As the soil fell, a strange smell suddenly filled the air.

The impatient Xian asked the white-faced demon cultivator, "Are you looking for death?"

He kept moving, as if he was restless, which reduced the mirror's tolerance to him to the lowest level.

It's not like he can't make it happen even if he wants to die, he's just unhappy with it.

The white-faced demon cultivator shook his head and said respectfully, "Junior, it's just something strange."

"What's the matter?"

He pointed at Daoxu, "This shadow is very powerful and has been chasing after him. Why is there no reaction at all now?"

"His clay shadow?" Wacky Mirror asked, "After all, you are also a person, and a mere clay shadow can hunt you down? You can't beat your own clay shadow?"

Dao Xu showed a decent expression, "I don't know either, everything just depends on fate."

Let the fate take its course, Wang Jing looked away in disgust, thinking in his mind how to take out the Changyou Shenbi.

The wood above the head was still digging a hole, and half of the body was inserted into it, but the strange feeling became stronger and stronger.

"What are you doing!"

The false mirror waved impatiently, and the crystal-covered corpses fell down one after another, shattering into pieces.

He thought it was because of the corpses.

By this time, Mu Anran had already climbed up. She poked her head out and had a panoramic view of the people below.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly said, "Senior Great Demon, the mud shadow seems to be hiding in the shadow of senior!"

When this sound came out, Wang Jing subconsciously looked at the white-faced demon cultivator. The white-faced demon cultivator's expression changed, "This is a misunderstanding..."

However, Wu Jing snorted coldly and imprisoned his body. This was an incredible moment. His shadow actually ran out on its own, circling anxiously around the white-faced demon cultivator.

"Senior Great Demon! This junior is a demon cultivator. It is normal to manipulate shadows. It is absolutely not..."

False Mirror interrupted him, "Who cares about whether there is a shadow or not? It doesn't matter if the demon cultivator's aura is weird. What's the point of randomly spreading the aura outside!"

The white-faced demon cultivator said bitterly, "It's not me!"

However, Wu Jing no longer listened to him. His wings flickered, and suddenly the thick black shadows began to struggle, as if they were constantly fighting with each other.

The shadow kept twisting, and suddenly another shadow separated... No, that was not a shadow, that was a clay shadow. Except for the facial features, it was the same as the white-faced demon cultivator.

The moment the mud shadow broke free, the face of the white-faced demon cultivator suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost his essence and blood.

Wang Jing finally showed a strange look on his face, "You actually trapped the mud shadow in your own shadow?"

Facing the struggle of the mud shadow all the time, using the shadow to imprison the mud shadow, placing such a dangerous thing next to him, and intending to manipulate it like a shadow, the white-faced demon cultivator is too bold.

The white-faced demon cultivator said nothing and watched helplessly as the shadow fled under the attack of False Mirror, but False Mirror was unable to stop him.

"Damn it! Where did this ghost thing come from!"

But at this time, the strange aura was getting deeper and deeper.

Mu Anran glanced at Dao Xu, who had been staying in the corner the whole time.

There was something strange in his calm eyes, which seemed to be filled with fiery ecstasy and suppressed greed.

Mu Anran swallowed and quietly retreated into the hole, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, the crystal body that fell to the ground suddenly turned into sand and flowed on the ground, constantly moving towards the false mirror, as if wanting to greedily devour him.

Who is False Mirror? He is extremely powerful and escaped all these unscathed, but he watched as the sand passed over him and headed straight towards Daoxu.

He thought Dao Xu would avoid it, but he saw Dao Xu's body twitching, and all the mud and sand flowed onto his body, making his facial features even more exquisite.

Wang Jing was shocked, "It turns out you are the mastermind behind this!"

"Oh..." Daoxu made a strange sound in his throat, and quickly became calm. His eyes must have been looking at Wang Jing uncertainly, "Dao... Daoxu, yes, I am Daoxu."

The delusional mirror suddenly felt horrified.

The white-faced demon cultivator thought of something, "You are Dao Xu's shadow!"

The clay shadow is actually the same as the person!

Suddenly a flash of lightning illuminated everything.

The mud shadow that has been swallowed here must have been swallowed by Daoxu's mud shadow, so it can be so powerful!

"Mud shadow?" "Daoxu" shook his head, "It is the clay shadow, and I am Daoxu."

It slowly approached Wang Jing, "You... are delicious..."

The delusional face is hard to look at.

"It's just you monster!"

His temper couldn't stand "Daoxu" talking nonsense, so a horn popped out, and wisps of wind formed a whirlpool, trapping "Daoxu" in the center.

Before he could do anything, all the whirlpools entered "Daoxu"'s body, increasing his strength.

"Asshole! That Xuan Xiu's clay shadow is so different!"

Even his methods can be swallowed!

Wang Jing's strange eyes suddenly turned into a lake blue, and he stared at "Daoxu" faintly.

Sure enough, in his eyes, it was a shadow made of mud.

"I think you are looking for death!" Wu Jing stepped forward to greet him, not even paying attention to the small movements of the little bug in the corner.

The white-faced demon cultivator cautiously looked through the hole above his head, then laughed angrily.

There was no one there.
Chapter completed!