My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 4900 5.0652 Condenser

"What ?? You!" The man named Lao Zhou squeaked his teeth, and when he saw Mo Lian's cold face, he took the second half of the conversation and swallowed it.

Although the middle-aged man in front of him looks plain, a pair of phoenixes is particularly frightening and cold.

"Quick, look, the sacred tool is the sacred tool." Someone screamed.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to him in the past.

I saw a ray of light appear at the bottom of the pit, so bright that I couldn't help but reach out to my eyes.

If I keep staring at the light group, I will feel blinded immediately.

As soon as Chen Chen shook his hand with a rattan whip, he couldn't pull away the light cluster, but instead let the light cluster roll along the vines and drop over a few feet, hanging in the center of the pit, just like a radiation source. No one can open their eyes.

"This light is too dazzling."

"Yeah, what exactly is this holy artifact?"

"For so many years, we have been trying to figure out what it is, but we have never seen it clearly."

Lao Zhou sighed, "It seems that I have no chance to see it in my life."

"Also, it may not be so," said another person stuttering, "Yes, there are those lords here, I, I think we may be true today, and we can really see the true body of the holy instrument."

But this holy weapon ... I'm afraid it has absolutely no chance with them.

With so many experts here, how could it be their turn to grab this holy weapon.

The holy instrument has formed the Holy Spirit, and with its own self-consciousness, among these people, those who can enter the eye of the holy instrument will certainly not be their ordinary practitioners.

Alas, it's a pity that several people in Lao Zhou secretly slandered in their hearts.

Mo Lian raised her finger, and a cluster of scorching flames fell into the pit, whispering around the circle of light, tumbling out of the black flame.

The Lord Jess, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, couldn't help but stare, and kept screaming in her heart: black fire, actually black fire?

Niang, what kind of ghost is this person in front of him? What did he do when he came to the bottom of the abyss?

The holy flame torched and peeled the light group outside, exposing the prototype of the holy artifact inside.

"This is it?" Lao Zhou and others stared in surprise, staring at the prototype of the holy artifact after the light group was peeled off, and their expressions were unbelievable.

Actually?

"A mirror?"

"Is it a mirror?" The crowd yelled, "Well? What kind of mirror is this? It looks so ordinary."

It's quite ordinary.

Now hovering in front of everyone, hanging in the air is a small hand-held mirror.

The ink-colored mirror is lined with thin marks, and one hand is held in the hand, and there are small mirrors in the face ...

Actually, it is an ancient holy vessel that can form the Holy Spirit?

This type of holy weapon is not a man-made weapon, but a natural material that has been overwhelmed by the glory of years.

"Bold!" Master Guangguang was held in his hand by Xiao Chen, and his mouth opened a scream of resentment. "Ignorant human, what is your expression?"

How dare you look at Master Guangguang with suspicious eyes, right?

Qi Chen chuckled, just about to speak, and suddenly saw the air fluctuate slightly. In the phantoms like water patterns, Qiaoqiao's face suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing!" Qiaomu shouted at the imaginary floating light and shadow in front of him, "I haven't come back in such a long time, what are you doing!"

(End of this chapter)