Moreover, their figures seem to be more solid, and they can use more Taoist moves.
A giant punch!
Maoshan Wind Howl Curse!
Maoshan Yin Lei Curse!
Golden Needle Curse!
Maoshan Flying Scythe Curse...
One by one, Maoshan Taoist skills were all tilted towards Fu Yang. It could be described as an indiscriminate bombardment.
Fu Yang had no choice but to stop destroying more mirrors and quickly avoid the attacks of these ten mirror images. He felt quite embarrassed.
"These weird mirror images are casting more and more types of spells. And they seem to be... in the order that I cast them? Could it be that... as long as I cast any spells, they will learn them?"
This thought came to Fu Yang's mind.
In the following battle, he confirmed the correctness of this guess.
really!
These mirror images can simulate his spells. As long as they are used once, the newly projected image in the mirror will be able to learn one more trick and become stronger and stronger.
As a result, Fu Yang fell into a dilemma.
If he continues to cast new, more powerful spells, then more and more mirror images that appear will become stronger and learn more spells.
But if he only casts the spells he has used so far, it will be difficult to cope with the increasing number of mirror images!
At the beginning, one person projected in the mirror will kill one, and two will appear to kill a pair.
But now there are dozens and dozens of groups showing up, and now there are twenty or thirty Fu Yang's mirror images chasing him outside.
Of course, Fu Yang continued to destroy those mirrors desperately.
He felt that he had destroyed at least one or two thousand faces! The area he could move in had also been greatly expanded.
But there are still almost endless mirrors in all directions...
No idea how many there are!
There were more than a hundred mirror figures that were not eliminated by him. They were chasing behind Fu Yang like a group of terrifying locusts, frantically using various Maoshan Taoist techniques to attack him.
The most terrifying thing is...the magic power of these mirror images is almost endless. They can cast spells continuously without taking a breath.
This made Fu Yang feel chilly in his heart.
In other words, if a mirror image exactly like him appears in the end, the opponent will definitely have the advantage. Because he is tireless and has a constant flow of mana.
"Could it be that...the test of this fourth enshrinement is to constantly fight against one's own mirror image? But when will the end come to an end?"
Fu Yang was so anxious that he was thinking rapidly in his mind while carrying more than a hundred mirror images of himself in circles in the air.
What he didn't expect was that suddenly, one hundred more mirror images of himself were projected in the mirrors in front of him! They were blocked right in front of him.
Maoshan Summoning God Technique: Giant Spirit Punch!
The more than one hundred mirror images chasing behind him and the one hundred newly projected mirror images in front of him actually cast the same Maoshan Taoist technique at the same time.
A giant punch!
Then, a very spectacular scene appeared.
A total of two hundred huge phantoms of giant spirit fists appeared!
Each fist has a radius of one foot, just like an enlarged version of an adult's clenched fist. Two hundred of them appeared at the same time, overwhelming, vast and astonishing.
"This, so much..."
Fu Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, emitting incredible light.
Boom!!!
The phantoms of more than two hundred giant spirit fists hit Fu Yang at the same time. The huge roar and explosion swallowed him up. The air at his core was like boiling water.
Same, violent fluctuations and tremors.
This kind of momentum...even if Master Wulu comes, he will still be finished, right?
Did Fu Yang's fourth ordination fail like this?
of course not!
Boom!
From the location where the phantoms of more than two hundred giant spirit fists hit, there was another loud noise and huge fluctuations in spiritual power. This time, it was not Maoshan's spiritual power...
A ferocious and domineering figure slowly appeared in the center of the attack.
Entirely pitch black.
The bone carapace is a perfect inlaid fusion with metal armor, with ferocious bone spurs extending from the elbows, wrists, ankles and other places. On the head is a sharp horned helmet mixed with metal and bone...
The five-color magic sword wheel behind the back is turning slowly!
Phantom Armor.
At the moment when the phantoms of more than two hundred giant spirit fists were about to hit Fu Yang at the same time, he no longer had any worries. He directly used the suppressed ghost power and Chisong's five-color spiritual power to the limit, and cooperated with him.
Thousand Fantasy Sword instantly summoned the Phantom Ghost Armor and wore it on his body.
Then he managed to withstand this large-scale mirror spell attack!
Sure enough, the power of the Phantom Ghost Armor was astonishing, and it was indeed a direct resistance.
Of course, this is also because the person who used the "Giant Punch" is just a mirror image of Fu Yang, and his individual strength is actually much weaker than his own body.
Otherwise, if there are more than two hundred people with Fu Yang's strength who use the Giant Spirit Punch, even if the Heavenly Master comes, they won't dare to resist!
The Phantom Ghost Armor must also be blasted to pieces...
Fortunately, it was just a mirror image. So Fu Yang put on the Ghost Armor at the last moment and perfectly blocked the attack.
He grinned and revealed a sneer: "Next, it's my turn!"
The powerful power of the Phantom Armor drove Fu Yang to fly in the air like a black lightning. It broke through the clouds and fog, and there were strong winds and rains, thunder and lightning, and the roar continued.
He didn't need to use any specific magic moves at all, he just hit hard with his body. Any resistance from the mirror image was like a mantis using its arms as a cart, it had no effect at all, and it couldn't make a single ripple.
Fu Yang flew over, and a dozen mirror images in a straight line turned into powder...
He circled around again, and more than a dozen mirror images disappeared and collapsed. What's more, the five-color magical sword, which was like a wheel, was controlled by his mind and strangled the mirror images in the air faster than his body could fly. It was very efficient.
higher.
So in less than two minutes, more than two hundred images that were not very strong were all eliminated by Fu Yang!
He gathered his strength, and with this powerful momentum, he began to directly attack the glass mirrors in all directions.
The five-color wheel-turning magic sword flew forward, click, click, click...
There was a continuous sound of shattering glass, and all the mirrors were shattered no matter how far forward. Fu Yang himself used Maoshan Taoism again, and it was also devastating, and quickly destroyed a large area of mirrors.
It has been completely cleaned up. (Author's note: As explained before, the power of performing Taoist magic while wearing Phantom Ghost Armor is greatly enhanced)
After attacking like this for five minutes, all the mirrors were shattered. (Second update)