Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"this is?!"

Originally, there were 99 cracks on the Haotian mirror, but after eating the treasures of Athena and Hermes, the cracks on the mirror surface recovered a lot.

The tip of the iceberg has been revealed.

Under the dense cracks, things that Xia Yan couldn't see, after recovering, let him notice a hint.

"Well, there is weirdness in this mirror..."

His eyes suddenly burst into flames.

Xia Yan never underestimated the Haotian Mirror, because it was owned by Haotian God, the once Lord of Heaven, how could it only have the simple effect of suppressing the heavens and killing evil spirits.

The reason why it seemed to have accumulated a bit before was because the Haotian Mirror was too badly damaged.

But now, when the Haotian mirror recovered a little, a picture of Xia Yan appeared in the mirror.

Although only a little can be seen, Xia Yan can still faintly judge that there seems to be a palace in it...

Yes, it is the palace!

The tip of the iceberg that can be seen, the cornice carved wall, is obviously a corner of a palace.

Xia Yan's breathing suddenly became a little heavy.

A strange thought came up in my mind.

Is it possible that there is a palace hidden in this mirror? !

Is it the palace of Haotian God? A strange place different from the heavenly treasure house!

At that moment, Xia Yan couldn't help but want to find out, and subconsciously touched the Haotian Mirror with his mind.

There was a sense of rejection in the small mirror floating in front of him.

His mind can't get in.

But it's not that you don't let in!

This feeling is very strange, only Xia Yan, the owner of the Haotian Mirror, can understand it.

And not letting in and not letting in are two completely different concepts.

In other words, one's own thoughts can actually enter the Haotian Mirror, but maybe because it is seriously damaged now, it can't enter.

Xia Yan knew it instantly.

Then, he couldn't wait to communicate with the small storage bag around his waist.

Storage bags are impossible to study at this stage of science. All storage bags originate from some ancient ruins discovered during exploration.

This thing is called the Xianjia storage treasure, and the space inside is huge. At least now that Xia Yan has emptied Lingshan, the space in the storage bag is still more than enough without even the floor tiles.

And now, what Xia Yan had to do was to feed his Haotian Mirror with the Lingshan Supreme Treasure.

What secrets are hidden in this mirror, making him anxious to know.

It was also that Haotian Mirror suddenly had the desire to devour and repair itself, and Xia Yan knew that it could be repaired so easily.

If he had known that it was so easy, Xia Yan was waiting for Athena and Hermes to come. After scouring Lingshan, he could use the countless magical tools of Lingshan to repair his Haotian mirror.

After thinking about it, Xia Yan came to the heavenly treasure house.

Here, he can take out the things inside to the outside, and he can also get all of his own things outside.

And the greatest benefit of Heavenly Treasure House, Xia Yan will never forget.

In the heavenly treasure house, time is different from the outside world. There are space rules that only saints can master, and even strange and mysterious time rules are involved.

With the current state of Xia Yan's cultivation, although he still does not understand these rules, this does not prevent Xia Yan from using the heavenly treasure house.

As long as he enters the heavenly treasure house, no matter how long he stays here, the outside world is only a moment in the past.

After that, Xia Yan couldn't wait to take out the Haotian Mirror, waved his hand again, and a dense array of treasures suddenly appeared in front of Xia Yan.

One by one, the precious treasures are colorful, shining and transpiring.

All the accumulation of Lingshan over the past ten thousand years was placed in front of Xia Yan.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yan released the Haotian Mirror.

This little mirror now has strong desires, like a greedy evil spirit.

No need for Xia Yan to drive it, Haotian Mirror immediately plunged into the mountain of magic weapons.

eat!

Gulping! Gulp!

That comfortable, fluttering and celestial feeling immediately struck Xia Yan's mind, and the waves came, making Xia Yan a little unable to control it.

This is too cool, right?

Or, how many bites can I have?

Swallowing secretly, Xia Yan still held back the desire in his heart. After all, his mouth should not be as good as the Haotian Mirror.

Just waiting for the Haotian Mirror to eat the magic weapon.

With the piles of magic weapons disappeared.

Xia Yan didn't know how much time had passed, but Haotian Mirror was refreshing, and he was refreshing, but not boring.

89...

87……

73……

The cracks on the mirror surface are making up one after another.

A small mountain of magic treasures disappeared, and Xia Yan did not hesitate to take out another pile for Haotian Mirror.

Keep swallowing!

72……

66……

58……

It's gone again!

The two hills where the magic treasures were piled up were eaten up.

Xia Yan had discovered that the crack in the mirror was harder to make up as it went to the back, but he didn't feel distressed at all.

Anyway, they are all their own treasures, and there are too many magic weapons in Xia Yan's storage bag.

You know that he emptied a whole of Lingshan's savings.

Lingshan is the power of the Supreme Buddha in the Elysium. According to the legend of the Indian Kingdom where Buddhism originated, there is not only one Tathagata in the Elysium.

But there are definitely not many Supreme Buddhas, which is equivalent to the existence of Eastern Saints.

In other words, the current Xia Yan, he is feeding his precious treasure with a treasure of sainthood!

In the world, Xia Yan can have such a big hand, and he would not be willing to come over as a saint.

53……

52……

49……

40……

To say that Xia Yan could feed the Haotian mirror, after a small hill of magic weapons was empty, he took out another pile.

Even Xia Yan didn't count the number of magic weapons on the hill that Haotian Mirror had eaten, but roughly estimated that there were more than a dozen.

Among them, if you take out one piece at random, you can sell it at a high price of billions or even tens of billions in the world.

This is a magic weapon at the level of immortals. Everyone in the world can burn incense, such as Xia Yan, no one can believe it.

But whoever allows Xia Yan's savings to be sufficient is to burn money anyway.

It doesn't matter what he burns.

This is probably emboldened.

33……

When there were only thirty-three cracks left in the Haotian mirror, the small mirror trembled violently, and stopped the act of constantly devouring and merging.

With a move in Xia Yan's heart, he immediately stretched out his hand to draw the Haotian Mirror back, and then quickly looked at the mirror.

"hiss……"

"It's really a palace!"

Although the picture is not complete, it is already possible to see most of the scene in the mirror.

Sure enough, there is a palace!

Later, Xia Yan tried to use his own consciousness to penetrate the Haotian Mirror. This time, Haotian Mirror did not reject it!