hell in disguise

The mirrors all over the room reflect each other, reflecting countless shadows of Tan Yangzi and Yan Fei, extending the originally not spacious space infinitely.The countless figures scattered from all directions, and disappeared into the darkness of the unknown distance.

There is nothing in this room but mirrors and lamps.I remember that Binuo said that Le Qiao never leaves the house at all, so what would she eat and drink in such a room as a human being?Why didn't the men who entered her house leave again?

Tan Yangzi held up the Zhanye sword, and let the sword's edge slide across the mirror slowly, making sharp and piercing noises.The figures in all directions were doing the same movements as him, without any confusion.

Yan Fei asked, "Can ghosts still be attached to mirrors?"

Tan Yangzi said, "It is very rare to be attached to something. But if it is something that carries people's resentment, if the resentment is strong enough, it can also be used as a carrier. It's just that the object cannot move, and it is not suitable for ghosts. It’s inconvenient, and it’s not comfortable to live in. I think this wave Ruogui has no place to hide after he arrives in the human world. He accidentally found the mirror of Le Qiao Huakui and got in. I don’t know if Pindao’s guess is correct. ?”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fei suddenly noticed that in the queue formed by the countless figures of Tan Yangzi reflected in the mirror in front of Tan Yangzi's left, there was a head of "Tan Yangzi" slowly turning around , staring at him with an extremely empty and strange gaze.

Yan Fei hurriedly pointed to the mirror, "Master, look!"

Tan Yangzi did not turn his head, "Try not to look at it, or you may be affected by it." He said, he took out a talisman written with cinnabar from his arms, and stuck it there with a wave of his sword finger. on the mirror.But the moment the talisman paper touched the mirror, the figure quickly turned back, instead, a figure in the mirror on the back of Tan Yangzi turned around and stared fiercely at the two of them.

"I know you are in the egg-laying period, and you don't want to be violent. Your whereabouts have been exposed, so it's better to cooperate obediently and avoid suffering." Tan Yangzi said sternly, with a hint of threat in his tone, and then threw out another spells.

As soon as the words fell, suddenly all the "Tan Yangzi" in each mirror turned around in unison, and countless gazes shot from the endless void, as if with some kind of heavy pressure, they fell on the two sides. on people.

Stared at by those empty eyes that looked like Tan Yangzi but not Tan Yangzi, Yan Fei inexplicably felt a chill down his back.He stretched out his hand, and the shrunken Du'er umbrella fell into his palm, and it grew rapidly.The soul-inducing bell tied to the handle of the umbrella also made a crisp sound.

Tan Yangzi said, "Close your eyes, no matter what you hear or feel, don't open your eyes."

The moment Yan Fei closed his eyes, he saw that his own image seemed to move as well, making a completely different movement from his own.

After closing the eyes, there is nothing in the darkness. Countless colored lines twist and rotate rapidly, splicing into shapes that are difficult for consciousness to comprehend.But at this moment, he heard a commotion outside the door.The noise was getting louder and louder, there were many people screaming and running, like thunder rolling in, and some people were shouting, "It's on fire!!!"

Tan Yangzi's voice came at this moment, "Don't open your eyes!"

Yan Fei knew that this might be Naprajna's trick and tempted him to open his eyes.So he made up his mind and closed his eyes even tighter.

The cries became more and more panic-stricken, and the chaotic voices were very real. The doors opened, bare feet ran fast on the floor, crying and yelling, and even accompanied by the choking smell of burnt wood that penetrated into the nose .Gradually, the temperature around the body seemed to be gradually increasing, and the crackling sound of the fire tongue licking the burning wood could be faintly heard.The temperature is getting hotter and hotter, so hot that it seems that the air is twisting and shaking.

Yan Fei couldn't help coughing as more and more smoke and dust penetrated into his nose.He heard Tan Yangzi seem to cough a few times.A trace of hesitation quietly filled his heart.

What if the fire is real?

No, it must be fake.Master didn't say to open his eyes, he should trust Master.

"Master?" He called out, wanting to make sure that Tan Yangzi was okay.

But Tan Yangzi didn't answer him.

what happened?

Doubt increased a little bit.At this time, breathing became more and more difficult, and the heat burned on the skin, causing waves of gradually severe stinging pain.The stinging pain expanded rapidly, piercing straight to the top of the head, making it unbearable.

How many people can endure the pain of being burned by fire.

Yan Fei let out a cry of pain, and reached out to pat the burning spot on his clothes.But the pain spread rapidly, covering his whole body in a short while.His whole body seemed to be thrown into a pan of oil, and he was so painful that he forgot everything.Even in Abi Hell, he still has a ghost body, and the terrifying heat is not too unbearable, but now he is experiencing that pain in a human body.

Just when he couldn't help opening his eyes, his body suddenly fell into an embrace.A firm and warm hand quickly covered his eyes, and Tan Yangzi's deep voice whispered in his ear, "Calm down! Don't doubt! Any doubt will deepen the hallucination!"

It has been a long time since Tan Yangzi hugged him so actively.This broad and solid chest was what Yan Fei missed the most. When he woke up from a nightmare when he was a child, Tan Yangzi also hugged him like this in a clumsy but very gentle way, patting his back lightly.

Yan Fei quickly calmed down with the familiar deep sea-like tranquility.The unbearable burning sensation also eased in an instant.

"Recite the Calming Mantra silently, and as soon as I let you go, you will immediately use the Dream Conjuring Technique." Tan Yangzi whispered in his ear.

"But I don't even know where its real body is... how to use it?" Yan Fei asked in a low voice.

"I'll open my eyes in a moment and let it capture me. You cast a dream on me."

I see!In this way, the Prajna ghost can be trapped in the master's dream!

Yan Fei almost shouted, Master, you are a genius!But Tan Yangzi pinched his waist quietly with a warning tone.

At the same time, he suddenly realized what the master's suggestion meant.

Master allowing himself to manipulate his dreams is tantamount to letting go of Qing Wuchang's mental guard and showing him the most defenseless place in the depths of his consciousness.If you want to, you can find a way to dig to the deepest place.Zannamara walked in the human world as Qing Wuchang for 1000 years, experienced countless reincarnations, and experienced countless sufferings of all kinds.The more wounds he has stamped on his soul, the more weaknesses he has.

If an enemy sees these weaknesses, he can deal him the most fatal blow.

But he is willing to let Yan Fei see this, which shows that he has given Yan Fei all his trust.

With this kind of recognition, Yan Fei's eyes suddenly turned sour, and he was a little speechless.

"Are you ready?" Tan Yangzi's voice was rustling, floating in his ears like a gossamer.Yan Fei somehow found it extremely sexy.

"All right!"

"Well... one, two..."

As soon as Tan Yangzi said the word "three", Yan Fei immediately began to shake the soul-inducing bell.The rhythmic ghostly ringtones rippled like ripples.

The noisy voices just now were all silent in an instant.

Yan Fei opened his eyes.

He saw Tan Yangzi standing in the middle of a manjusawa spreading to the sky with his sword on his back.A few strange blue butterflies fluttered around, and there were some colorful auspicious clouds in the sky.

Standing in front of Tan Yangzi was that huge evil mirror.

Tan Yangzi's figure was reflected in the evil mirror, showing the appearance of Kannamara.Holding the Zhanye Sword tightly, he turned around, but his gaze penetrated Yan Fei, looking around.

Where is the Prajna ghost?in the mirror?

At present, the movement of Tanamara and Tanyangzi in the mirror is exactly the same, so it is hard to say whether it is the disguise of Prajna ghost.

But at this moment, Tan Yangzi said in a certain direction, "Yan Fei, can you hear me?"

Yan Fei answered "Yes" reflexively, but Tan Yangzi didn't turn around.

He remembered that unless he showed up in a specific way, Tan Yangzi couldn't see him.

Just when he wanted to show up, Tan Yangzi said, "You don't need to show up, I need you to dig a little deeper. She probably knew she was trapped, so she escaped into my consciousness."

Yan Fei was a little hesitant just now, but Tan Yangzi continued as if he could read minds, "Don't worry, Master has lived for so long, so he doesn't collapse so easily. Just dig."

Yan Fei had no choice but to concentrate and ring the soul-inducing bell.The master's dream turned into a cloud of cloudy mist, and he carefully peeled off the outermost layer like peeling the skin of an onion, without encountering any obstacles.

It cannot be a comfortable experience for anyone's consciousness to be stripped away, and the conditioned reflex will also be somewhat resistant, but the master probably relaxed it on purpose to make it easier for him to enter...

Huh... Why does this description sound a little evil... Yan Fei quickly calmed down and focused on the task at hand.

This is what Tan Yangzi looked like when he was a child, wearing the Taoist robe of Zishangguan, which Yan Fei had seen before.The boy Tan Yangzi stood alone beside a shallow stream. It should have been a scene full of sunshine, but the stream was blood-red in color.Tan Yangzi walked upstream along the stream, and soon saw corpses all over the ground.Severed arms and legs were scattered all over the place, but all the former classmates turned into lumps of rotten flesh on the mud floor. Half of the face of the eighteenth junior brother was staring with one eyeball, full of confusion and fear.

But Tan Yangzi said, "Not here, keep digging."

Yan Fei peeled off another layer, but it was Tan Yangzi's life before his reincarnation.He seems to be a child of a poor family. When he was six years old, there was a famine, and the villagers exchanged children for food.He was exchanged with a neighbor's child and tied to a stake, but the former kind uncle raised a hatchet at him with red eyes.

But the six-year-old said coldly, "Not here, go on."

Yan Fei dug several floors in a row, but couldn't find the shadow of the Prajna ghost.The master seemed to be a little impatient, and ordered, "Dig directly to the depth, and it will be troublesome if you drag it on!"

As soon as Yan Fei became ruthless, he took a ruthless hand.

This time, what appeared in front of him was a scene that he had never imagined.

He didn't know where this was, but the hunch was about hell.There are scorched earth with no grass growing everywhere, the ground cracks, lava splashes, and steep, steaming mountains rise from the ground.In the billowing smoke, the two sides seemed to be fighting ferociously. The corpses on the ground were piled up like a mountain, the mutilated limbs were trampled to pieces, and the blood stained the ground deeper and deeper.

He saw a Heiwuchang being torn in two by several huge ghosts holding his legs, a Hongwuchang being shot by the poisonous needle of the knife labor ghost, and melted into a puddle of pus, and a The celestial soldiers, all dressed in armor of precious light, were trampled into meat paste by a giant spirit ghost.

When can ghosts compete with gods?

I saw the heavenly soldiers being slaughtered wantonly, and those extremely brave ghosts were filled with a layer of abnormal holy light.They roared, and rushed towards those earth immortals and ghosts with the madness that they would not hesitate to die, even the heavenly soldiers were helpless.

But at this moment, he saw his master.

Inannamara, it seems to be the same as it is now, but it seems to be different.His white hair was braided into long braids, his eyes had a fierce gleam, his cheeks were splattered with blood, and his body was covered with many scars.He kept waving the Zhanye Sword in his hand, the muscles on his arms stretched, and even the raised tendons could be seen.He fought all the way, fighting with a Yasha ghost king with three heads and six arms in black iron battle armor.The ghost king originally seemed to be two full heads taller than him, but Jian's desperate aura forcefully suppressed the ghost king.In the end, Channa used all his strength to suppress the ghost king on the ground, with the karma-slashing sword at his throat, and asked viciously, "Say!! Where is Siva Moro?!"

The ghost king laughed loudly and said, "Shiva Moro? Isn't that the scent-seeking ghost who sacrificed to the Yuanxu formation?"

I saw Jian's face was stunned for a moment, and then he asked more and more fiercely, "What sacrifice? What Yuanxu grand formation?!"

"You don't even know about offering sacrifices? You're just dead, hahahahahaha!!!" The Yaksha ghost king laughed wildly, turned over suddenly, flipped Kannamara down, and at the same time raised his giant ax to strike down on his head.However, Qianna's movements were ten times faster than his. In the blink of an eye, it was Qianna's sword that cut off the ghost king in half.

Jian Na continued to rush forward like crazy, even though the earth immortals, ghosts, and heavenly soldiers who were fighting with him behind him were forced to retreat steadily, he still rushed forward alone like crazy.He had already suffered countless injuries, blood covered his whole body, and even the blue color was almost invisible.In the end he was almost unable to stand still, but he rushed to a peak after all.

The top of that mountain was shrouded in a radiant holy light, and it was said that Bo Xun was sitting there.

He had heard a long time ago that Bo Xun was seriously injured by the three sages of Lihentian, and his life was dying.How can it recover so quickly now?How can these magic soldiers and generals have such great power that they are not even afraid of immortals?

What is the Yuanxu Grand Formation that the ghost king said?

It was already the end of the crossbow, and countless demon soldiers and generals chased after him. He didn't know how long he could last.

Is he about to die, before he finds Shiva?

He stopped suddenly.

It was as if the whole person was suddenly frozen.

Under the thousand steps shrouded in holy light, lies the corpse of a fragrance seeker.

Throwing it on the ground casually like that is not worth mentioning like garbage.

I don't know if he rolled down the steps. The Fragrance Seeker was covered in bruises and barely covered with clothes.The face that was originally beautiful and coquettish was now stained with blood.Those black eyes that were sometimes deep and sometimes bright were closed forever at this moment.

Qian Na froze for a while, then suddenly stumbled and ran over, reaching out to pick up the corpse on the ground.But probably because the hands were shaking too much, it took a few tries before I finally hugged him up.

All the brilliance in Qian Na's eyes disappeared, trembling like a bewildered child.He rubbed Shiva's body into his arms, rocking back and forth slightly.But no matter how tightly he hugged him, it was impossible for that person to come back.

The pursuers had arrived, and those demons raised their weapons to tear him to pieces.But he still didn't respond.

Yan Fei knew that he had to interrupt the dream now, and Master might really collapse if he went on!

But at this moment, Jian Na suddenly drew out the Zhan Ye sword, and pierced into his body at a lightning speed.

Yan Fei was frightened, and shouted "Master!!!!" He quickly cut off the dream, made himself visible in the dream, and rushed to wake up the master.But Jianna looked at him and waved his hand.

I saw blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but with a sneer, he pulled out the Zhanye sword abruptly!

Accompanied by the sassy sword force and a wail that did not belong to Qian Na, a fleshy white thing flew out of Qian Na's body.

But the wound on Qian Na's chest healed quickly, he stood up slowly, and all the blood from the wound on his body was fading rapidly, as if the appearance of being on the verge of collapse just now had never existed before.He glanced at Yan Fei, probably seeing the unresolved shock on Yan Fei's face, and explained calmly, "Since it is a ghost who uses mirror images, he likes to play with virtual reality. I should have guessed that the virtual reality in the illusion I don’t know. True is false, and false is true. Therefore, I myself am a ghost.”