"Impossible! Why is this happening-"

Hearing a shrill roar, Tieling held his twisted and deformed head with both hands, fell from the air and fell into the river. Upon seeing this, Tiefeng hurriedly shouted for help and brought Tieling back to the camp.

Hong Meng did not take action again. He injured Tieling Niwan Palace, and then recalled Xuanwen and Feng Xuanwen. He took confident steps and came to the gate of Feiyunpu again, staring at the camp. He still

Can't tell whether the camp is real or fake.

"What a Hong Meng! You actually defeated Tieling. I really underestimated you."

A ray of colorful clouds appeared, and Yingjing volleyed up. She grabbed Wei Yu with her left hand and threw him to Hong Meng. It was considered a two-way deal. Hong Meng did not kill Tieling, so naturally she did not want to offend anyone.

"Yingjing Guliang deserves the prize. It's just the skill of a three-legged cat. Otherwise, why are you still lost in the mirror? However, based on this alone, there is nothing you can do about me."

Hong Meng took Wei Yu back and was relieved when he saw his playful smile and no serious injuries on his body. His eyes were calm, and even though he couldn't escape this illusion, he tried to keep a calm mind. A war could break out at any time. Maybe Tiefeng

I have already gone to invite the Third Patriarch of the Railway Sect.

"You are so humble. Sister, I haven't had enough fun yet. Haha, you warm up first, and I'll come as soon as I can."

Yingjing smiled strangely, and then her spiritual consciousness surged, and circles of Dao Wen stirred up everywhere. Her eyes seemed to reflect the shadow of Hong Meng, and the shadow and Dao Wen combined together, and in an instant, they formed in front of her.

A virtual image that is no different from Hongmeng.

The virtual image Hong Meng seemed to have his own consciousness. He turned around and looked at Hong Meng.

"What do you mean by this? It's just an afterimage. No need to go to such trouble to capture it?"

Hong Meng didn't intend to pay attention to the phantom, but wanted to compete with Ying Jing. However, he just didn't move. As long as there was a movement, the virtual image Hong Meng also moved with it, without any deviation.

Not seeing Hong Meng coming to kill him, Yingjing suddenly lowered her face and shouted: "Hong Meng, come here if you have the guts! Let's see who wins and who loses!"

The attack of spiritual consciousness was about to arrive, and Hongmeng had to guard against Yingjing's killing attack. Yingjing had also stepped into the trend, and the attack she launched should not be underestimated. However, just as Hongmeng's spiritual consciousness was dispatched, the virtual image was also dispatched.

Spiritual consciousness. The two collide with each other and fight with all their strength.

Hong Meng did not expect such a consequence. He used all his spiritual consciousness to surround the virtual image from all sides and then destroy it. Little did he know that the virtual image also had the same magical power, and the power of the spiritual consciousness activated was not weaker than Hong Meng's.

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"I don't believe that a virtual image can actually be my enemy!"

He used Zhenwu body-refining skills to protect his body, and stretched out both palms. A series of mysterious texts flashed out, and the destructive power was directed at the virtual image. Unexpectedly, the virtual image also had the same ability.

After a loud noise, Yingjing took off with a smile and disappeared without a trace.

Hong Meng's face turned green. He had never encountered such a difficult person before. In other words, Yingjing's unique skill Jing Hua Shui Yue was too disgusting. He vowed to capture Ying Jing alive in the future and obtain the Jing Hua Shui Yue training method.

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Rocks exploded and trees fell. Hong Meng and Phantom fought for three hundred rounds, fighting from the surface of the Yellow River to above the clouds, from the deep forest to the desert. They went through countless terrains and still couldn't tell the difference between the winner and the loser.

The special skills such as Call of the Spirit Wolf and Bolt from the Blue failed again and again, Hong Meng was so angry that his liver and gallbladder were splitting, and he was helpless with the Phantom. Once the battle started, there was no end. Hong Meng was so tired that he was out of breath, but the Phantom never knew how tired it was.

Weiyu stuck out his tongue and thought to himself: "It seems that Yingjing is really playing with me. I didn't expect that there is such a powerful phantom. I'm sorry Hong Meng——"

"If I don't move, you won't move, so I'd better take a rest."

After the phantom launched a powerful attack, Hong Meng did not use magical skills to fight back, but only used Zhenwu body-refining skills to protect his body. Several powerful storms passed by his ears, like knives cutting him, but he had to bear it.

Finally having a chance to breathe, Hong Meng smiled bitterly: "If this continues, I will be exhausted. I haven't even touched Yingjing's true body, but who would have expected that a troublesome phantom would stick to me. What a mirror.

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"Boss, we are in a dilemma now, what should we do? You are just as powerful as you are, but you didn't know that the phantom you created is so powerful. It's all you!"

Weiyu was filled with bitterness. When he first ran into the camp and tried to tease Yingjing, he was hung by Yingjing on the flagpole, causing unbearable pain in both of his wrists. No matter how much he complained, Hongmeng couldn't hear him.

"I've thought about it, but there's nothing I can do. He has mastered all the magical skills I have, and he can use them more vividly than me. In short, I can't move!"

Hong Meng complained angrily that this was the fact, but there was no way to solve it. He tried to use the Hongwu Tribulation to destroy the phantom, but the phantom also possessed the ancestral magical power, which troubled him.

It stands to reason that the magical skills passed down from family are most suitable for people of this clan. But a phantom also became arrogant. What is the reason for this?

The blessing of Xuanwen, combined with the phantom, created the current fake Hongmeng. After all, the fake Hongmeng's figure is weak and ethereal. It seems to be broken with one blow, but it is known that he will not win in a hundred battles.

"You can't move, I can move! Let me try -"

Weiyu had an idea and immediately jumped up from the ground, ran in front of the phantom, aimed at the fake Hongmeng's nose and punched him hard. However, before the punch could be struck, the phantom randomly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

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The two of them were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. The pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased. It was unexpected that such a difficult phantom could be easily broken by Wei Yu. However, this trick of mirror, flower, water and moon is really unfathomable, and there may be other secrets.

Wherever they go, they have to be extra careful.

When they broke into the camp, they saw hills rising everywhere and grain and grass piled up like a sea, which was amazing. They didn't know whether the scene in front of them was true or false, so Weiyu had to come forward and tease Yingjing with words.

"Come out, beauty. I want to take you back to the alliance. It would be better to get married here."

"My weapons are quite powerful. I have kept them for decades, just waiting to be handed over to you for the first time!"

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When Wei Yu's voice became hoarse from shouting, a beautiful figure appeared out of thin air. This peerless beauty had already appeared. With lightning speed, it wrapped the fragrant wind in its jade palm and slapped her hard with a snap.

On top of Weiyu's face.

The voice was crisp, and the burning pain burned the muscles on his face. Before Wei Yu understood what happened, he saw Yingjing drifting away angrily. He immediately forgot about the pain, and said with an infatuated look: "Gu Liang Yingjing

, not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns apart! Come, come, let’s drink tea and talk about Taoism and spend the night together!”

Yingjing'e frowned and shouted: "It seems that sister's methods are not powerful enough. Have you forgotten the pain just now?" Then she smiled and said: "Since you love beautiful women so much, then, sister

I will help you and let you die happily in the illusion——"

Before he finished speaking, seven stunning beauties suddenly appeared around Wei Yu. They all had extraordinary looks, and beautiful voices like silver bells. For a moment, their colorful sleeves fluttered, and Wei Yu was stunned.

I have long been unable to hold back my impulsive heart.

"Weiyu, don't be fooled!"

Hong Meng rushed forward in a hurry, trying to catch Weiyu, but he didn't expect those colorful phantoms to disappear together with Weiyu. He just grabbed a handful of air in disappointment.

In the illusion, just like the outside world, the sun and moon alternate, and black and white are clear. At this time, the sun has set and the sky is gray.

Hong Meng and Ying Jing argued over a cup of tea, and finally got impatient: "Either have a good fight, or let us go. I don't have time to waste with you."

"I don't have time to waste time with you." Yingjing said with a smile, "With your strength, I'm afraid you are not Ping Bian's opponent. You don't think about it, what kind of person are you? You don't have Ping Bian's magical powers yet.

Have you learned anything?"

"I don't have any experience, but I have seen it before." Hong Meng smiled slightly and said, "It's just a fancy fist and an embroidered leg. It is no match for the mirror."

Yingjing originally thought that Hong Meng was praising her, but when she tasted it carefully, she found that her words were still flattering him. "Aren't you talking too softly? What are you going to do to win me? Maybe my sister is afraid of your magical skills and will admit defeat on her own."

A fierce battle was avoided."

The cultivators who have reached the middle stage of Xuandan Realm are not weak. Their understanding of Tao is getting deeper and deeper. However, at this level, even small differences can cause huge differences in strength.

"Have you ever heard of Shi Dao?"

Yingjing's eyes tightened, which made her extremely nervous. She is a true disciple of Taoism, and her relationship with Mr. Wu is extraordinary. Naturally, she knows many secrets of the high-level officials of Soochow. Hong Meng has a comprehension that ordinary people cannot have, and the ability to

The unattainable level of success makes people jealous and even more frightening - this is an extremely dangerous opponent.

She has practiced with Mr. Wu for many years. Although she is well-informed, she has an insurmountable weakness in the face of the real Tao level. Although Jing Hua Shui Yue can trap Hong Meng, Hong Meng can break through it with his own Tao.

Fantasy.

Mirror Flowers, Water Moon is highly illusory, replicable, and imitative, but its weakness lies in its poor attack power. In this regard, Yingjing is not as good as Flat Bian.

"I've heard of it, but I'm not willing to let you burn down Feiyunpu in vain. How about we make a bet. If you can escape from the illusion, I won't care about Feiyunpu or the life or death of the railway gate from now on. But -

"You only have one hour." Yingjing had no choice but to propose a very unfair bet.

"I'm not stupid, but I can make a bet with you. Your bet will also include one thing: you will never be an enemy of the Jihad Alliance." Hong Meng bargained.

"Then, you can't stop Fu Zong's actions." Yingjing also added a condition.

"Then, let's start now -"

Yingjing gave a sweet shout, her figure fluttered, swung her sleeves, and killed Hong Meng, who was still standing there without reacting.

"Didn't you agree that you wouldn't do it?"

"How can I delay time if I don't take action?"
Chapter completed!