"Who can tell me what happened?" An old man with white hair and beard looked at the people around with a frosty face.

Upon hearing this, a chief official from Hanshan Temple came out, "Elder, for some reason, the gods in the realm of their hearts automatically closed the secret realm today, and forced all those who entered before."

"What is the reason for the problem? Have you ever communicated with the realm spirit?" asked the elder of Hanshan Temple.

"We tried to call the world spirit, but the other party did not restore us, and... there was still someone in the secret realm at this time!"

"Hmm? Are you talking about the truth? Who is that person?"

"I don't know, but his companion has come out, it's the old man... What about that old man? It's so strange. I'm still here just now!"

"Don't worry, block Hanshan Temple. Be sure to find the old man you mentioned for me now. I want to know who is the person who is with him, why everyone is rejected by the world spirit and he can still be inside!" The elder of Hanguang Temple said without hesitation.

"yes!"

Everyone immediately took the order to block all the exits of Hanguang Temple, preparing to find Mr. Weng. After all, it was unusual at this time. If someone deliberately made trouble, Hanguang Temple would never be lenient and would definitely punish him severely.

After all, the tickets to the realm of the heart account for the vast majority of Hanshan Temple's income, so there must be no chaos in the realm of the heart.

After all, Mr. Weng was wanted by the Yun family for many years, and he was also very skilled in some anti-tracking methods. He avoided several waves of monks in Hanshan Temple who were chasing him.

In the end, Mr. Weng decided to return to the entrance of his heart and hang out among the crowd watching the fun.

After all, no one would have thought that a person wanted by the whole city would stand among the many powerful people in Hanshan Temple in a swagger.

To use Lin Tiancheng's words, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Mr. Weng just learned and used it now.

"Tiancheng, what did you do in it? Do you know that the entire Hanshan Temple was furious at it?"

...

In the realm of the heart.

Lin Tiancheng and Mirror's figures were chasing each other in the hall. The two gods and demon swords danced with the wind. Just by distinguishing from the naked eye, there was no way to tell the truth or the false.

At this time, both sides showed the strongest posture of the Seven-Star Taoist Ancestor in the early stage, and various strange techniques emerged one after another, and they were fighting each other.

Of course, both of them had more or less injuries, but neither of them had any fatal injuries.

After all, the understanding between each other has exceeded ordinary people's expectations, and this situation is the norm in the realm of the heart, so the mirror does not take it seriously and does not care about the injuries on the body at all.

For mirror images, this is just a simple test. The injuries on the body will naturally recover after Lin Tiancheng withdrew, but for Lin Tiancheng, it is not the case.

After all, Lin Tiancheng is a flesh and blood body. He cannot heal in a blink of an eye when injured. He will still die if the injury is too severe!

"Bastard, why am I so strong? It's simply outrageous!" Lin Tiancheng looked at the mirror in front of him with great distress.

Although this sentence may seem like a boast, it is undeniable that Lin Tiancheng's strength is too strong. In the past, when he fought to this point, the enemy had more or less defeated.

When Mirror heard this, he was not in a hurry to take action, but instead looked at Lin Tiancheng calmly.

Lin Tiancheng deliberately exposed his flaws several times to lure it into action, but he finally found out about his ideas and decisively gave up his in-depth plan.

"You are so stable, right? Can you show the bloodiness of a young man?" Lin Tiancheng said.

"Haha... Want to lure the enemy deeper? Don't forget, I can think of anything you can think of, and the longer the time delays, the more beneficial it will be for me. I'm not in a hurry to kill you!"

You don’t have to worry, I’m so anxious. Do you really think my spiritual power is infinite?

Lin Tiancheng became more and more anxious. The other party said it well. The longer the time delayed, the better it would be. After all, it would not be weak because of excessive bleeding. After all, he was just an image of energy and had no weakness at all.

"You are just like that. It seems that you can't get the soul of the Black Iron Stick!" Mirror smiled indifferently.

Lin Tiancheng's eyes widened when he heard this. The mirror image means that the deprived black iron stick soul is here!

Although the Xuan Iron Stick was swallowed by the God and Demon Sword at this time, the God and Demon Sword can essentially replace the Xuan Iron Stick. Once the soul returns to its position, the God and Demon Sword can instantly have the ability to dominate the sixth level of natural creatures at its peak!

"Why? Are you moved by the soul? I advise you to die. You will not be able to defeat me, and you will not be able to take away the soul of the black iron stick from me, because when I was created, this soul was destined to be suppressed here forever! This is the meaning of my existence!"

Hearing this, Lin Tiancheng did not show any fear on his face, but looked at the mirror with a faint smile.

"Since you can perfectly copy my abilities, have you not discovered my weakness?" Lin Tiancheng said with a faint smile.

After saying that, Lin Tiancheng did not give the mirror a chance to speak. His figure approached at high speed, and the two of them once again cut off a new round of offensive and defensive transformation.

The two of them had rapidly intertwined, and their spiritual power was pouring out endlessly. As time passed, their bodies became slower and slower. This was the fatigue that appeared after endlessly exerting their spiritual power.

"Hmph, boy, do you want to drag me to death by consuming spiritual power? Don't forget, I have a spiritual power reserve comparable to you!"

Lin Tiancheng was unmoved when he heard this, but the exhaustion was too much pressure on the body. Lin Tiancheng accidentally moved and transformed, and was immediately caught by the mirror.

In other words, the mirror has been waiting for Lin Tiancheng to have this flaw, because he really knows Lin Tiancheng too much, so he naturally knows where Lin Tiancheng's upper limit is and when such an accident will occur.

Immediately, Mirror rushed up without hesitation, launched an attack on Lin Tiancheng, and slashed the magical sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Tiancheng widened his eyes in horror and quickly retreated.

However, the mirrored figure was obviously faster. It flashed and chased towards Lin Tiancheng. The long sword in his hand followed like a tarsal worm, and still slashed towards Lin Tiancheng's head.

Lin Tiancheng's eyes were so bloody that he was cut. If this sword was cut, he would be injured if he didn't die!

However, Lin Tiancheng knew very well that he seemed to be... unable to avoid this move!

With the slash of the God and Demon Sword, Lin Tiancheng's body protective energy collapsed in an instant, and could not play a slight resistance.

"Hehe, give up, you know very well that you can't avoid this move, so... you lost!"

Faced with the mirror warning, Lin Tiancheng Cong turned a deaf ear and slashed the sword from the bottom up, intending to fight against this sword. If he couldn't resist it, he could really become the first existence to die in his heart.

In the past, everyone was consumed and powerless to teleport out, and there was no casualties at all, so so many people were keen to come in the realm of the heart.

After all, it is perfect to find an opponent with equal strength and no worries about life. You can voluntarily temper your fighting skills!

This is Lin Tiancheng's last chance. If you succeed or fail, you will be able to catch this sword if you succeed or fail!

"Suffer to die!"

In the mirror's eyes, Lin Tiancheng is just an arrogant person who doesn't know the so-called person and refuses to give up until his death is about to come.

Obviously, Lin Tiancheng was already confused by the soul of the Black Iron Stick and had no idea what situation he was in.

The two gods and demon swords were connected together without surprise, and a huge wave of spiritual power surged out between the two swords, instantly flattening everything around.

However, Lin Tiancheng did not show the scene of death as he imagined. Instead, he forced himself back with a sword, and then turned into a shadow and started an endless killing of himself.

Mirror was tired of parrying, and his eyes showed an incredible look. Just now, he obviously felt Lin Tiancheng's strength.

Lin Tiancheng suddenly became stronger just now, not... but to be honest, his injuries were healed in an instant, causing his strength to be more powerful than he did!

"Impossible...how did you do it?" Mirror looked at Lin Tiancheng in disbelief.

"Haha... guess!"

After saying that, Lin Tiancheng raised the sword of gods and demons again and slashed it down. His strength was equal. The infinite battle was the one who could be more powerful. If nothing unexpected happened, the mirror image did not know the pain and was not afraid of death or injury, which would naturally have the upper hand.

However, he met Lin Tiancheng. Although Lin Tiancheng had little power, there were five. After consuming two electricity, he immediately healed part of his injuries on his body and began to implement his long-term plan.

The mirror refused to get into the trap of luring the enemy deep, so he let him go in willingly, and then use 360 ​​to repair his injuries.

One rises and the other falls, and the other rises and the other falls and the other is divided!

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Chapter completed!