Chapter 166 Real Mirror

"Here it is. In fact, this real mirror image is usually only eligible for elite disciples in the door, but you are recommended by your best friends, of course it is a special exception." All the way down the corridor behind the main hall, in front of a cliff full of white air, the white-faced saint said to the wind on the side.

Water-like fluctuations came, and the light flashed, and the wind appeared in an independent space. This is a competitive platform without any decoration, surrounded by silky white air. Just as Mu Feng looked at this space doubtfully, a virtual shadow with closed eyes slowly condensed opposite Mu Feng, and the body of the virtual shadow became more and more condensed, which was completely transformed according to Mu Feng's appearance.

When the opposite illusion opens its eyes, it loses the shadow of the other party. Mu Feng's reaction was also not slow. His figure disappeared in place, and his big golden hand fell from the sky and hit his original position. This was a prediction in advance, but the figure of the illusion was not as expected by Mu Feng, but wanted to capture it, and then flashed behind Mu Feng out of thin air. The golden fist quietly hit Mu Feng's back. The illusion's control of energy was beyond Mu Feng's imagination. One blow flashed, and the golden big hand was issued by the illusion and fell down to Mu Feng.

However, it is difficult for the golden big hand to make a difference in the face of the extreme speed, and the golden big hand disappears under the competitive platform. Just when Mu Feng thought that they were safe, the platform actually shone with a dazzling golden light, and Mu Feng couldn't dodge and was hit again.

"What's going on?" In Mufeng's consciousness, he did not use this trick, but the unexpected effect and lethality of the golden light were unexpected by Mufeng. Is it really effective in the real mirror image and use any of your own spells at will? Isn't it possible to solve the problems that you couldn't figure out before? Mu Feng did not have a grudge because he was blown away. On the contrary, he is really happy now.

Mufeng can't think much about it. The phantom attack came again. Mufeng's body was imprisoned, and the golden energy kept wandering around his body. Mufeng's clothes were cut. His body had been scratched with a red seal under that intensity attack, but the blood did not overflow. It seems that this intensity attack can break the defense. , but it can't cause too much real damage to Mu Feng.

"The Art of Prohibition - Demon God Change!" Mu Feng shouted softly, and his breath was rising in a straight line. The peak strength of the seventh level and the imprisonment of the illusion were broken. Mu Feng's figure was about to come out and disappear in place. At this time, a disk quietly appeared above the head of the illusion. A faint white light fell down, and the figure of the illusion was imprisoned, but a black light blade had been It was stabbed into the body of the illusion. A simple stone blade appeared at this critical moment, blocking the golden blade independently, and the golden gas emitted from the stone blade and rushed towards the disk above the head of the illusion. Dang!" The disc was knocked to the ground.

Move to the back of the illusion, and the black palm wrapped around it grabbed the illusion. This time, Mufeng clearly felt that his strength was rising, but there was no other special situation. It was still those clear black eyes. Because the action of the black shadow was temporarily imprisoned, there was no interference with Mu Feng. Mind. The black palm was imprisoned by the intermediate disk of the illusion, as if all this had been carefully designed. In fact, what the white-faced saint did not tell Mu Feng in advance was that the illusion was portrayed according to the original model of the tester. Of course, he knew the tester's attack routine, which led to the current scene.

The quaint stone blade also appeared in Mu Feng's hand and shot at the disk above his head. At this time, the disk suddenly lost his trace, and the illusion attack came again. The golden big hand came from the seemingly harmless hand, although it was a mini-shaped The golden hand, but the breath from it was no weaker than the original. The battle took place between the electric flints, and Mu Feng's body was blown away again.

"Is it that simple to play cards according to common sense?" Mu Feng muttered in his heart and lost his trace. The silver eyes swept by, and the silk origin rules into the eyes of Mufeng. The illusion is completely condensed from a mass of real energy. The faint golden silk line is connected to the Mufeng and the illusion, and there are more connections from the white confusion on the body of the illusion, which should be the link of energy transmission.

Under the broken silver pupil, the follow-up attack of the illusion was clearly seen. The strength of Mu Feng in the state of demon change was stronger than that of the illusion. The figure disappeared in place. The illusion slowed down, the black fist penetrated the body, and the illusion fell to the ground and disappeared. Then another Mufeng illusion appeared in the real mirror image, and the original illusion appeared in front of Mufeng again. This time, Mufeng's opponents were actually two.

Huh? How can the loss of energy be so great?" The white-faced saint sitting in the main hall muttered that although he was meditating in the main hall, his spiritual power was always paying attention to the energy changes on the real mirror surface. Although the energy flow did increase greatly after the four talented boys entered, this trend was even worse after the teenager entered today.

"How should I fight this?" Mu Feng was speechless. This was his first-hand illusion. He didn't expect that the other party would immediately attract a hitman. Is there an extra illusion every time he fights, so how can he play? Don't think too much about the wind, and the two illusions lose their respective figures.

"I flash, I flash again..." Mu Feng rushed with his head in his arms. As long as he paused a little more at a certain point, the illusion will bully him like a ghost. When it comes to attack, Mu Feng can't take action now. As long as his own attack consciousness arises, not to mention whether he can harm the illusion, there will be followed by another illusion behind him. , there are really wolves in the front and tigers behind, in a dilemma.

"Bang..." Just after avoiding the attack of an illusion, the other one was bullied out of thin air, which was generated out of thin air. Mu Feng's body was smashed away, and the two illusions suddenly appeared black gas all over his body. Is this...? The breath of illusion is also growing, and of course, the goal is still to bathe the wind.

One of the illusions also disappeared, while the other stood in place. Suddenly, the sky seemed to open a cut, and the white energy around it rushed towards the sky. A cyan animal claw with a strong sense of death slowly protruded from the fault. Mu Feng looked at the sky solemnly, as if he had forgotten that another illusion behind him had appeared ghostly.

"Big broken hands?" Mu Feng's heart thumped. This was his second killing skill. How could he use it casually? I completely forgot my current situation, but at this time, the claws exuding the breath of death in the sky dissipated, and the two illusions also disappeared in Mu Feng's eyes. Mu Feng looked around doubtfully. With a flash of light, Mu Feng disappeared into the 'real mirror'. In front of the cliff wall, the white-faced saint was already waiting outside. Bathe in the wind.

"Little guy, how's it going? Are you still having fun in it?" The white-faced saint asked with a smile.

"Well, it's okay... This is really a good place to practice, but I still haven't seen my companions?" Mu Feng took a deep breath and replied that even with the high-frequency battle just now, Mu Feng's strong physique also felt a little tired.

"They are in it. As long as you can freely control your breath, the illusion will not be attacked by you, and when the 'real mirror' judges that you have the ability to fight against multiple illusions, it will adjust itself. I forgot to say this." The soft voice of the white-faced saint came.

"Then you didn't say it earlier..." Mu Feng muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said to the white-faced saint, "Well, if they come out, let them wait for me in the main hall at night. We have something to discuss."

nodded, and Mufeng walked towards the mountainside. He needed to find a clean place to adjust his breath, but he didn't know where to go, so he walked alone along the stone steps. He didn't know the southeast and northwest, so he wandered around like this.

"Wow, this is a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers." Unexpectedly, in a low-lying forest with no path, there was such a natural freshwater lake, choosing a clean and stable rock, and Mufeng closed his eyes and sank into his own world.