The next moment, Tang Changsheng returned to the General Temple.

After practicing martial arts for a day, the disciples who were tired and dying of death were sleeping soundly, and did not notice what had just happened.

Only the great stars and evil Taoists could vaguely understand the movement just now, but their cultivation level was too low and they were not clear about what happened.

But obviously I couldn't sleep anymore. When I saw Tang Changsheng, I surrounded him: "Sect Master, what happened just now?"

"It's okay. An enemy came to challenge wildfire just now, but he hit the mountain gate formation and suffered a great loss. Now he ran away! Go back and rest..."

What Tang Changsheng said was true or false, or all of them were true. An enemy attacked just now and launched the mountain gate formation.

The moment Li Qinghe used the Netherworld Holy Money, the mountain gate formation had been activated. He had turned down the sun, moon, yin and yang first, and revealed the ghost realm, and the Heavenly King Tower appeared...

However, this is obvious that the truth of selectivity does not tell them how powerful the enemy is, and even the Chenghuang Yinsi has been dispatched.

This is naturally unnecessary and not enough, so it is useless to tell these people. In fact, telling them this information is already enough!

In fact, this is indeed the case. Mountain Gate Array?

When I heard this noble noun, the evil Taoist and the other guys who came from random cultivators could only look up to them. They were only heard of things in legends. I didn’t expect that I could actually see them in Yin and Yang Mountain.

They all looked around, but there was no clue? Even just now, they could only see the black air rising, with white and red light faintly visible from it.

I couldn't help but feel more afraid of Tang Changsheng and General Temple. Even before the great catastrophe, this kind of thing was definitely not supported by a small sect. Not to mention the Dharma-Ending World after the great catastrophe...

In the eyes of Li Qinghe, who was born in the Longshan School, the General Temple is just an unknown Nanyang School.

However, the General Temple occupies one side, and in the eyes of these casual cultivators, it is already an amazing sect!

In the envious eyes of everyone, Tang Changsheng walked into the quiet room. If it were the case, Tang Changsheng would not mind letting them experience the power of the mountain gate formation a little.

Many times, if you want to conquer people, you must display your strength from time to time... Although the magic power of the three casual cultivators is not very much in Tang Changsheng's eyes, it is not bad to be able to pick out a few in this Dharma-Ending World. Who made the General Temple lack manpower...

Perhaps, the one named Miao Heyu is also good, and there are great connections between the two sides. Maybe, they can also recruit some people from it.

A headache, a headache... I want to do too many things, but I have too few people under my command!

But in a blink of an eye, Tang Changsheng abandoned all these troubles behind his mind and took out new fragments of the Three Realms Mirror.

He was not in a hurry to find a way to merge the mirror, but vaguely felt that there seemed to be some important information recorded in this mirror.

The next moment, the Yuanyang magic lamp was lit, and the light shone on the mirror, which was different from the previous Three Realms Mirror. However, the light reflected back and instantly gave rise to a sense of inclusion, like a black hole vortex, which wanted to suck the whole person into the mirror.

Of course, Tang Changsheng's spiritual platform heart light and Yuanyang magic lamp were merged into one place, and the inner and outer magic lamps were all miscible, but where could they be absorbed into it? If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have his soul sucked into this mirror in an instant.

The next moment, the central spirit was moved and had already taken the initiative to throw itself into the mirror.

"boom……"

With a thunderbolt, the dark rainy night suddenly became brighter. Heavy rain was pouring, muddy underground, and blood almost gathered into a small river.

"Kill, kill the rebels!"

"Killing, the way of heaven is unfair, the court is unkind. We want to create a new world, the kingdom of heaven on land..."

Two different shouts intertwined, which also attracted the most intense collision of iron and blood.

"Bang bang bang..."

Rows of muskets were shooting, lighting up the night. However, in heavy rain, the ignition rate of these guns was not high.

Immediately, they were rushed to the front by the dead soldiers in yellow cloth and slashed with big swords, which soon made both sides fall into a close-knit battle of sacrificing their lives.

At this time, Tang Changsheng had already transformed into a musketeer. Although he successfully shot out the bullets in the gun, he was soon rushed to the front of the enemy.

Then he saw the Yellow Turban warrior with blood on his face and a steel knife in his hand, rushing towards him with a ferocious face.

The steel knife and lightning almost illuminate everything, dazzling Tang Changsheng's eyes.

The difference is that the last time he fell into the mirror, at that time, Tang Changsheng briefly lost consciousness. But this time, consciousness was clearly in the sea of ​​consciousness, calmly like a bystander, watching how he avoided this fierce knife, and then slipped in the mud and fell to the ground.

But the Yellow Turban warrior smiled grimly, and the steel knife slashed, instantly smearing Tang Changsheng's neck, and blood splattered...

"Bang..." A lamp flower burst out from Yuanyang's magic lamp, and the light on the mirror exploded. Tang Changsheng had already taken a light breath and touched his neck with his hand.

A trace of blood had already touched Tang Changsheng's fingertips. At this time, the mirror was shining brightly, but it had become the most ordinary bronze mirror. It could be clearly reflected that there was a blood mark as thick as a hair between Tang Changsheng's neck. It was not deep in the flesh, but there was a trace of blood seeping out of it.

"I didn't expect that the power of this mirror is so strong that death in the mirror will actually react to the body..."

Many times, I often hear some inexplicable things. For example, tie someone up, blindfolded, and then just cut a shallow wound on my wrist that can quickly heal automatically, and then turn on the faucet to simulate the sound of bleeding on the ground.

It was obvious that the man would not shed much blood, but the next day the person died, but he scared himself to death... and the autopsy showed that the symptoms seemed to be excessive blood loss.

The entangled relationship between the body and mind is extremely complex, and interdependent, even the injuries suffered in the consciousness of the divine mind can often be reflected in the human body.

Tang Changsheng originally thought that the light of his heart and the light of the Yuanyang Divine Lamp merged into one place, making the soul of the heart and soul extremely powerful and unmoved by external objects.

However, just now, the death experienced in the illusion was still reflected in the body.

This time, Tang Changsheng did not dare to neglect. The Yuanyang Divine Light was fully fired, and a wish fire spread into the heart, and he ruled the entire sea of ​​consciousness like a big sun. Then he visualized and sensed the Golden Tiger Soul-Chasing Seal, and the power came out thoroughly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!