Chương 114: 114. The Founder of the Demonic Sect (1)

Chen Luoyang scratched his head as he looked at the mirror.

It floated in the lava, but there were no signs of damage.

Even the metal frame was black.

It looked ordinary, but it was as if the high temperature of the surrounding lava did not exist.

Not to mention melting, even the temperature did not seem to change.

There was nothing wrong with looking at it alone.

However, with the current environment, it was almost like writing " I'm a treasure " and " I'm not simple " on the mirror.

Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart.

Could such a world produce such a good heat-resistant material?

How did he get the technology tree?

The frame was fine, but what was the mirror made of?

Or was it that science shouldn't be discussed in this world of metaphysics?

Putting aside the wild thoughts in his mind, he glanced at the boy in his arms from the corner of his eye.

The little fellow was expressionless and serious.