“Nine Yin Magic Mirror! My Nine Yin Magic Mirror!!!” Shi Ming stood up and yelled in excitement.

Shi Ming hastily called over the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Master, Shi Wushuang over to him.

“Old ancestor, this…” Shi Wushuang looked at the excited expression on Shi Ming’s face and he felt a trace of suspicion in his heart.

He had never seen the old ancestor get so worked up in several million years.

“I felt the presence of the Nine Yin Magic Mirror! It is currently located in Hell!” Shi Ming was unable to suppress the happiness in his heart and a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

“What?! The Nine Yin Magic Mirror has appeared?” Shi Wushuang was stunned for a second. However, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face and he became extremely elated. “Old ancestor… Is this true?!”

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