A slightly unbelievable thought quietly emerged in his mind, but no matter how hard Liu Feng drove him, he couldn't get rid of it...
The palms of his hands trembled slightly. Liu Feng took a deep breath and cheered up as if he was self-encouraging: "Try it. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work anyway..."
A faint trace of spiritual thought broke out of the domain space and returned to the main body. A gentle voice came out softly...
"Mirror image... clone."
Two illusory mirror images appeared faintly in response and quickly solidified...
Gently exploring the enlightenment that the realm of comprehension just now has not completely dissipated, the two mirror images raised their hands indifferently, and the complex and mysterious seals were tied slowly...
In order to keep that glimmer of enlightenment from passing away, Liu Feng guarded the mourning platform with all his heart, completely blocking out any interference from the outside world and completely immersing himself in the faint enlightenment that contained a certain truth...
The lavender energy also appeared on the two mirror fingertips, like gentle water waves, playfully passing between the slender fingers...
The purple vortex quietly appeared...
The dancing of the fingers suddenly solidified, and the handprints formed remained at a certain fixed mysterious point. The key to the domain door was thus concluded...
The domain vortex is opened, and the next step seems to be to control the creative energy in it to create your own domain space. However, at this time, a problem arises...
No matter how Liu Feng's spiritual thoughts moved, the lavender vortex was thrown out like a stranger, otherwise it would enter...
Upon noticing this strange situation, Liu Feng felt depressed and a little bit dumbfounded...
"The realm has been created, but I can't enter it? It's really fucking weird..."
Sighing slightly, Liu Feng's mind suddenly shook slightly. The image of the flag-carrying swordsman in Warcraft on Earth suddenly emerged in his heart without any warning...
"Damn, Sword Master? You really want to play games like crazy..." Liu Feng was startled by this inexplicable form, and said with a bitter smile.
Of course, Liu Feng, who was standing on the vigil with his eyes closed, did not know that when the sword master form emerged in his mind, the two mirror images beside him were beginning to slowly transform...
And during the transformation, the lavender vortex condensed between the fingers also suddenly emitted a light that alternated between strong and weak, as if... something was changing?
Everything revealed seems to be a bit inexplicable, but this actually happened... Could it be that this is the legendary will of God?
…
Time passed day by day in Liu Feng's retreat. Until today, it is already the seventh day...
Outside the hut where she and Mayfair had been tender, a bunch of people were sitting anxiously in front of the stone table. Fei'er's pretty face was anxious, and her eyes swept over the hut shrouded in black energy from time to time...
Wei'er on the side had even more eyes red, her little hands were tightly twisted together, and her face was full of distraught...
Fei'er, who was walking back and forth, suddenly raised her eyebrows. She stepped forward and wanted to rush through the door...
A black shadow flashed past, blocking it, and the Black Evil God said helplessly: "Fei'er, wait a little longer, Liu Feng cannot be disturbed now..."
"But, Ke Feng has already been in for seven days, how can it take so long to advance..." Feier stamped her little feet and said anxiously: "Teacher, when you advanced to the next level, it took so long.
?"
"Uh..." Heisha Shen paused and shook his head with a wry smile. When he first advanced to the terrace, it only took him a long time. As for why Liu Feng didn't come out for so long, he was an ancient god. He couldn't say that.
Come up with a reason...
"Hey, wait a minute, if you break Liu Feng's promotion, the consequences..." The Black Evil God sighed, and a burst of black energy spurted out from his mouth, sending Fei'er back to the stone chair.
superior……
Opening her rosy mouth slightly, Feier hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head in despair, and scratched her hands on the stone table irritably...
Looking at the few people who had calmed down, the Black Evil God breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at the small house shrouded in black energy. He smiled bitterly in his heart and said: "Young man Liu Feng, nothing can happen to you..."
In the room, Liu Feng also sighed softly. Although he tried his best to retain the feeling of enlightenment, in the end, it only delayed for a moment...
The eyes slowly opened, and lavender light flashed between the dark eyes... The room was a little dark, and the magic lamp on the table released soft light, illuminating the room slightly yellow...
Stretching slightly, Liu Feng listened to the crackling sound as if he was enjoying it. The feeling of getting stronger... was so good...
Twisting his head slightly, Liu Feng's expression suddenly changed. He turned around in an instant, and his figure suddenly jumped out of bed. He raised his head in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at the two strong figures sitting cross-legged on the bed? Well, of course.
The premise is that if this thing can be called a human figure?
Blue skin, two slightly longer fangs, poked out, strong muscles all over the body, exposed veins, pulsing like a big insect, and what shocked Liu Feng most was that the two of them had their backs
On top of that flag, a strange weapon that looks like a sword but not a sword, looks like a sword but not a sword, stands firmly between the hands of the two people...
Tough, in general, this is how Liu Feng describes this image. Although the face looks a bit ugly, but... that beast-like toughness makes people know that this person is born for fighting.
…
Looking at this familiar appearance, Liu Feng felt as if he had been hit in the head by a thunderbolt, pointing at the two of them with trembling fingers, trembling but unable to say a word...
However, the two sword masters ignored his actions, staring ahead with cold and dull eyes, motionless...
"Sword...Sword Master?" After trembling for a long time, Liu Feng finally squeezed out three words...
Liu Feng took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and began to think about the origins of these two guys with trembling fingers...
The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, and a faint telepathy emerged in Liu Feng's heart...
"Mirror image? Is this my mirror image?" Liu Feng was so shocked by this terrifying reality that he jumped three feet high. Liu Feng hurriedly reached out and touched his face, then touched his back, and found that there were no fangs.
After raising the flag, he let out a heavy breath...
"What a risk... Fortunately, I didn't become like this, otherwise Fei'er and the others would have died of grief..." Liu Feng patted his chest with guilt, and once again focused on the two sword masters.
On the mirror image, he no longer has the leisure to investigate where this thing came from. The most important thing now is to verify whether this mirror image is still completely his own. If this mirror image has any impact on his
If there is resistance to the order, then... it will be a lot of fun...
As his mind turned, the two mirror images jumped out of bed and stood in front of him very obediently...
Looking up at the sword master who was even tougher than Hei Bake, Liu Feng shrugged his shoulders depressedly and whispered softly: "Don't resist, let me do it..." He slowly stretched out his palm and touched it carefully.
Touching the sword master's chest...
Staring at the cold and dull gaze of the Sword Master, Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and spat out energy from his palms...
"Bang..." The attacked mirror image, like before, turned directly into a ball of white smoke and disappeared...
Looking at the mirror image of the Sword Master that was destroyed by his humanity without any abnormality, Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately... I am the master of the mirror image, and my absolute control over them did not appear."
There’s nothing wrong with that at all…”
Turning his head and looking at the other mirror image standing there, Liu Feng smiled slightly, flicked his slender fingers lightly, and said lightly: "Scattered..."
The faint sound gradually faded, the Juggernaut's mirror image shook slightly, and quickly disappeared into smoke...
"It seems that I just changed my image. There shouldn't be any other big changes, right?" Liu Feng rubbed his chin and chuckled, raising his brows slightly. Could it be because the image of the Sword Master flashed through his mind just now?
Does the mirror image become like this?
Shaking his head and not thinking any more, Liu Feng straightened his messy black robe, walked slowly a few steps, opened the door and walked out...
The crisp sound of the door opening, like the sound of nature, startled the absent-minded people in the courtyard. Their eyes shifted slightly. When they moved to the black robe, ecstasy emerged...
Two beautiful figures flashed past quickly, and they threw themselves into the familiar embrace. Their small fists, with a little anger, seemed to be venting their worries for so long, and hit Liu Feng on the chest...
Liu Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, hugged the two beauties into his arms, raised his head, and smiled softly at the black evil god with the silver light that kept beating...
"Field, understood..."
Hearing this, the Black Evil God breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, it also shocked the two guests who had just flashed on the roof...