Mirror Authority

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call!

Locked in handcuffs, the soaring strength, in the blink of an eye, blew out like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle.

"farewell……"

Knowing that the opponent's ability had been sealed, Yang Yi smiled faintly, appeared in front of the opponent, and landed a punch on the magician's head.

boom!

This Tarot Club's second master, major arcana card, disaster-level late-stage powerhouse, with eyes full of disbelief, his head was smashed into a rotten watermelon on the spot, and it collapsed everywhere.

Until he was about to die, he couldn't believe it, he died in the hands of a terrifying kid!

Chapter 256 Yun Qingyue Leaves

After killing the magician, Yang Yi let the leeches continue to devour the opponent's soul, while he swayed and rushed towards the fleeing pope.

Yun Qingyue's eyes were filled with admiration when she saw him being so active and doing his best in the face of someone whose strength was far superior to hers.

No wonder you can become a special police officer of the Mirror Administration, how much you hate the illegal mutants, you will kill them if you want to die...

Not knowing what she was thinking, Yang Yi rushed forward with all his strength, at a very fast speed, and arrived at the third underground floor in the blink of an eye.

Yun Qingyue followed closely behind, her cultivation had reached the peak in the mid-stage of the disaster, her speed was even better than Yang Yi's, and although she started late, she arrived at the same time.

At this time, the Pope, with anxious eyes, was punching the wall below, planning to escape from here.

"Have you left?"

With a low snort, the nine flying knives gathered together, turned into nine streaks of light, and flew towards each other.

"Stop!"

Amidst the loud shouts, an air wall formed by spiritual power appeared in front of the pope, and the flying knife entered it, as if it had fallen into the thick mud, stopped in it, and could no longer move forward.

At the peak of the horror level, even if the strength reaches 17 jin, there is still a big gap between the middle stage of the disaster level and one-on-one.

"Humph!"

Yun Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and threw out the Dragon Locking Mirror in her hand.

The quaint bronze mirror, spinning around, contained all her strength, and slammed into the air wall.

Whoa!

The wall rippled violently, the pope blushed, and couldn't help but take a step back, hitting his back against the wall.

Also at the peak of the middle stage of the disaster, even if his strength is superior, he can't resist the hermit holding the world object with his spirit alone.

Hiss!

Locking Dragon Mirror tore open a crack in the air wall.

"good chance!"

Knowing that this was the best time, Yang Yi was overwhelmed by his thoughts.

Whoohoo!

The nine blades rushed straight along the crack, pierced into the opponent's clothes in an instant, and pierced the skin.

However, because he had prepared in advance, he was firmly clamped by the pope's muscles, and could no longer move forward.

The cultivation has reached the catastrophic level, and every muscle, like the palm, can be controlled by the mind. Because of this, bullets and the like can't hurt at all.

Using a normal blade, this stroke saved the day, but the dragon garment was too sharp, and coupled with the initial speed generated by the thought force just now, even though the muscles were pinched, they were slightly injured and bled all over.

"I am going to kill you!"

Knowing that he was being overtaken, the other party was even more powerful, and it was impossible to escape again. The pope's face became extremely ugly. Looking at Yang Yi, his hands suddenly raised upwards, and in an instant, a holy light shone from his palm out.

In this ray of light, there is a submissive power. After being irradiated, it seems that the soul has been purified and the consciousness has become cloudy.

"It's his ability to mutate, the light of purification..."

Yun Qingyue's face turned pale, she hurriedly mobilized her spirit, and at the same time, her body rushed to Yang Yi's front, trying to help him resist.

The Pope has many believers in the Tarot, even more than the Fool, because he has this kind of purifying light, which can purify the soul and make people surrender uncontrollably.

Once the boy can't bear it, he will become the opponent's puppet. Even if he recovers, his mental strength will be severely damaged. It is almost impossible to reach the disaster level.

……

……

"The light of purification?"

Yang Yi only heard these four words, and immediately felt himself plunged into a white world.

"Where is this?"

full of doubts.

The white in front of my eyes is not the kind of snowflakes, but front, back, left, right, up, down, all the same, like being in a pile of cotton, unable to find a way out and direction.

hum!

Just when he was puzzled, a tall figure appeared in midair, like a flying angel, and at the same time, a murmuring voice rang in his ears.

"Listen to me, I'll take you away..."

"Trust my words, and you will live forever..."

"Listen to my orders, I can make you stronger..."

……

A series of thoughts kept getting into his mind, making him dizzy involuntarily.

"If you listen to him, I can go out..."

Eyes began to be confused.

"No, why should I listen to you? Cut!"

Just as he felt like he couldn't hold on anymore, suddenly, a voice sounded from the depths of his heart, and his spirit moved, and the spirit of believing in the other party was cut off, and Yang Yi regained consciousness again.

Others may not be able to resist this kind of purifying light, but he... can cut negative emotions. This kind of belief, to put it bluntly, is also a kind of emotion, so it can naturally cut it.

"What a big group..."

Looking at the power of faith that was cut off, Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something: "By the way, I want to break through to the disaster level, and what I need is the power of faith. Although this thing is a bit short, it should help!"

Belief in life naturally surpasses religious belief. Although the latter is weak, it will definitely be beneficial when put together.

Thinking of this, with a thought, the severed spirit immediately got into his soul, and the mental power that had become much stronger before really increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This light of purification can actually increase my spirit? That's great..."

Yang Yi kept trembling with excitement.

It is difficult to improve the spirit, just like Shen Wanjun, who experienced the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and experienced countless times of life and death before he was tempered.

He is only 18 years old, even after three years of nightmares, he is still far behind the opponent, but with the blessing of this purification light, it can be guaranteed that it will not be too difficult to catch up with the opponent in mental strength!

call!

Continue to believe, and after a while, cut again, and the mental power increases rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

……

All of this was done in her mind, when Yun Qingyue saw that Yang Yi was swept by the light, she immediately swayed her body and did not move, her face became very ugly.

"Pope, I'm going to kill you..."

With a loud shout, he was about to rush towards the Major Arcana card in front of him.

Before he came to the front, he felt his clothes tighten, turned around quickly, and immediately saw Yang Yi opened his eyes tremblingly: "I'm fine, I can still hold on..."

Seeing that he was fine, Yun Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, facing the other party's light of purification, even if she is strong, it is still a bit difficult. It is really unexpected that the young man can be fine.

"I killed him..."

With a low voice, just as he was about to make a move, he saw the young man winking at him quietly.

Knowing that the other party is like this, there must be something wrong, so he stopped immediately. Just as he stopped, he saw the young man, his teeth clenched, with a weak expression on his face: "I'm not afraid of you..."

"you wanna die!"

The Pope saw that he was still self-aware in the face of his own purification light, his eyes were red, and he raised his hands again.

hum!

The light came shining again, completely enveloping the boy.

"Ah..." Yang Yi screamed, holding his head and shaking it, looking very painful.

"you……"

Seeing him like this, just as he was about to go over to help, he saw the other party wave his hand, and there was excitement in his eyes that flashed over suddenly.

"???"

Yun Qingyue was stunned.

What's the matter with you?

How do you feel, you are more excited than when you are with me?

Don't you...you don't like women, but this kind of purifying light?

Not only her, but the pope who was casting the light of purification on the opposite side was also stunned. He thought to purify this low-level guy and make him obey his orders. Can persist!

Willpower so strong?

"Stop, I can't hold on any longer..."

Just wondering, a weak voice sounded from the opposite side.

"It seems that he is at the end of his battle..."

Heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes widened, and he raised his hands again, and the light of purification was displayed again.

This kind of light, in his heyday, can only be used three times!

And at this moment, it was already the fourth time!

It's not that the strength has become stronger, but that the overdrawn life is running, and it must be completely purified!

hum!

After the light was shining, the boy kept shaking, his eyes could hardly be opened, but he still muttered to himself: "Stop taking pictures, I can't take it anymore..."

"I do not believe!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the pope once again cast the light of purification. While the light was shining, he seemed to have consumed too much, his hair quickly turned white, and his skin sagged.

Burn life!

"I can't take it anymore..."

Yang Yi cried miserably.

Yun Qingyue was full of nervousness, and when she got closer, she heard the boy's shout, not a painful gasp, but a comfortable murmur: "Mmm~~mmmm~~"

"???"

The corner of her mouth twitched, and Yun Qingyue suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

Could it be... that his own charm is not as good as a ray of light?

The most important thing is that this is the light of purification. With this thing, the pope has defeated opponents one after another. Even fools are amazed. You are using it as a spring medicine... it is not appropriate!

"you……"

His lifespan was burning, and his body was extremely weak. At this time, the Pope also realized that something was wrong. The light stopped, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

The light of purification is his ability and the foundation of his soul. It has been cast five times in a row, which has made it difficult for him to recover.

"Why did you stop? I feel like I'm going to be purified by you soon..." With his eyes closed, Yang Yi said weakly.

The pope was so angry that he didn't come up, and almost suffocated.