He was falling into a strange void, with huge waves of light rolling up in all directions, dazzling, wrapping him with overwhelming power and rushing forward. But behind him, in a slowly shrinking cross-shaped crack, countless
Thick and long tentacles rushed out, entwined and slid, trying to hold him tight.
These tentacles come in various shapes and forms, grotesque and terrifying: some are covered with scales; some are densely covered with colorful hairs; some have ferocious and wriggling faces, making various expressions of crying, laughing, hating, and fear;
It's just a large mass of surging black mist, transforming into a fog man similar to Shikari's true appearance...
This is the evil power of the evil mirror world!
Zhikarizhen suddenly realized that he had stayed in the inner layer of the evil mirror world for too long, and his mental power had soared by devouring evil spirits, so that his soul had developed a strange and special connection with the evil spirits in this world, and it was difficult to get rid of it for a while. But then, an even larger wave of light emptied out, making an earth-shattering whistling sound. It rushed out with Zhikari Zhen and disappeared. Many tentacles were abruptly broken, curled and trembled unwillingly, and made one after another.
Howling... There is also a small piece of broken flesh clinging to Zhikarizhen, squirming endlessly.
In the quiet room of the bamboo forest, Zhikarizhen's body suddenly shook. His kneeling posture tilted to the side, and he fell to the ground. He knocked over the auspicious beast incense burner at his feet, and the incense ashes flew out.
A wisp of evil energy came out of the blue, strangely following from the evil mirror world, silently seeping into his spiritual world, and violently erupting.
For a moment, Zhikarizhen felt that there were many hallucinations in front of him, and his thoughts suddenly became confused, as if he was half asleep: a dazzling red fireball suddenly lit up; a pair of smooth white arms stretched out from the void and slowly touched his neck.
, densely packed hairs came out; and I noticed that my lower abdomen had shrunk inexplicably, turning into a furry black hole, from which a wet baby poked out, opening its mouth to reveal a mouthful of black fangs...
His physical body was also affected, with pain, itching, numbness, and soreness all over his body... all kinds of flavors came together, as if he had been bitten by countless insects. In the midst of all kinds of suffering, Zhi Shou accidentally glanced at the bronze mirror on the table, clearly knowing that he was in pain
It was unbearable, but the face in the mirror showed a strange smile, and there was a trace of yellow light in the eyes.
In the sea of consciousness, clear cicada chirping sounded, the eight-winged golden cicada vibrated its wings, and the Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique was activated immediately. Pieces of white-gold light burst out from the wings, like sharp swords, and slashed towards them one after another.
Evil spirit.
After the first transformation of the wizard spirit, he can already use the Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique to practice and defend his mental power. Although Zhihui’s true divine consciousness has not yet been fully realized, and he lacks specific skills in the use of mental power, his mental power is
It was so huge that it was continuously absorbed by the witch spirits and turned into an overwhelming white-gold light, instantly drowning the evil spirit.
And his three-killer machine's sword embryo also reacted at the same time. The sword embryos rose and fell together, and the three-killer machine's sword energy was like mercury pouring down the ground, repeatedly washing away the body, killing the strange feeling in the body one by one.
It took a long time for Zhikarizhen to completely get rid of the vision. He did not expect that the evil spirit in the evil mirror world was so terrifying that he could use his own spiritual power to travel through the earth's dream path and pursue him.
No wonder Marquis Yongning has been unable to recover from his injuries. He must have been infected by powerful evil spirits in the evil mirror world, and his soul was severely damaged.
Zhikarizhen sat up, concentrated for a moment, and suddenly realized something was wrong! His mental power seemed to be able to reach into a deep and familiar space: the sky opened into a howling blood basin, and acid rain and hail roared down.
Countless waving tentacles emerged from the ground, and evil spirits surged towards them... They were blurry, as if they were separated by a layer of gauze, and yet they seemed within reach.
This is the inner layer of the evil mirror world! Zhikari is really shocked. Somehow, the connection between the soul and the evil mirror world still exists. As long as he is willing, he can use his huge mental power to build a secret "bridge" at any time.
"Liang".
This spiritual bridge can faintly sense the evil spirits in the evil mirror world, and can also attract endless evil spirits, and even cause the evil spirits to infect!
Zhikarizhen quickly took a look at himself in the mirror and checked repeatedly, but found no strange signs on his body. He opened his pupils wide, and his eyes in the mirror were very clear. When he opened his mouth again, he could not see any black fangs.
"Seventh brother, seventh brother! The bright moon is in the sky, the breeze is swaying the bamboos, and the scenery is so beautiful. How can you be alone in your room practicing kung fu? I have found a few friends who admire you, and come out to have a drink and talk about mysteries!" Outside the window, far away
Liu Ling's high-pitched shouting rang out in the distance, and she arrived outside the quiet room in a few breaths of excitement.
"Bang——" The green bamboo door was knocked open by Liu Ling with his shoulder. His drunken eyes were red, his clothes were open casually, and he held a large red lacquer wine jar in each hand. There was a group of people behind him, and he happened to see Zhi Shouzhen sitting there.
At the banquet, the scene of taking care of oneself in front of the mirror.
Everyone couldn't help but stop and were surprised.
"Brother Liu Ling, dear brothers." Zhi Shangzhen hurriedly put down the bronze mirror, stood up and saluted.
"Seventh brother, I thought you were practicing your martial arts cautiously and preparing to fight against foreign enemies. I didn't expect that your boy actually - hahaha, good! Don't be afraid when facing danger, look in the mirror and take life and death as nothing! Good, good, good! That's it!
You are the hero of our generation!" Liu Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, threw a wine jar to Zhikarizhen, picked him up without any explanation, and went out hand in hand, "That's right, are you afraid of a bird?
The scar on my head is just the size of a bowl, not as big as my wine jar. Let’s go and have a drink!”
"Young Master Yuan An deserves to be called the Seventh Son of the Bamboo Forest! Faced with enemies coming from all directions and all the heroes in the world pressing against each other, he still looks cool and calm, looking at his face in the mirror with pity and makeup and makeup. This is the style of a famous soldier who is unlucky enough to be defeated by his beauty even though his mountain has collapsed!
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"Compared with the peerless grace of Mr. Yuan, what does life and death mean? It can be said that 'no matter how many troops and swords come to you, it is not as good as the touch of cinnabar on my lips.' So as the saying goes, it is the true celebrity who is so romantic!"<
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"After living in a certain family for decades, this is the first time I have witnessed with my own eyes the attitude that truly regards life and death as nothing! He is worthy of being the newly promoted Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest and a famous Jiankang scholar!"
"The lipstick used by Mr. Yuan is really gorgeous! I don't know if he used Yanzhizhai's 'Nen Wu Xiang' or Xiyue Lou's 'Ban Bian Jiao'?"
"Master Yuan's powder applies even better! It's as white and bright as jade, and there's no trace left. I've used powder boxes from all the big shops in the city, but how come I've never seen such good powder?"
"Are you sure it's a powder box, not a powder head?"
"Speaking of Fentou, there is a newly opened Huafang House by the Qinhuai River. The proprietress is very charming and has three-inch golden lotus flowers..."
Everyone praised Zhikarizhen and Liu Ling with loud praises and walked all the way to the bank of the stream in the bamboo forest.
"I don't have any makeup powder..." Zhikarizhen said in a daze, and his voice was immediately drowned out by the noisy praise.