Seeing this, Senior Brother Xiao just closed his eyes, and the aura of this intensity was irresistible to him, and muttered, "I...... We have done your best, and may you live up to this!"

Suddenly, the ground was in ruins for several miles, and all of it was flat within three miles. Except for the royal palace, which has the protection of the enchantment and is not violated.

Until the smoke cleared, the figure of the palace lord who was about to leave suddenly stopped, widened his eyes, and said secretly: "This ...... The power is a mirror spiritual vein, how can it ......?"

Before the words fell, there was no time to defend, and suddenly it was as if he was hit by a spiritual power, and he rolled out dozens of feet away, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The Lord...... Is there a big deal?"

"A little!" Suddenly, the palace lord appeared behind Zhang Xiyu again, holding a long sword and preparing to slash sideways.

Zhang Xiyu disappeared in place again, and appeared next to Senior Brother Xiao and the two brothers in a breath, "Thank you Senior Brother for saving time for Senior Brother, you go first and move away from all the people and people in the mansion." I'll take care of the rest!"

"Well, the people have all been sent to each other safely, their strength has increased, and Senior Brother is really like a Holy Lord descending, pay attention to safety!" Then Senior Brother Xiao helped Senior Brother Li to leave.

"Boy, in order not to be too rampant!" The lord of the palace immediately prepared to stop Senior Brother Xiao and a few people, the holy boy could not leave, if he left himself, he would be less refining demon medicine, not only that, but he might also die because the number of this month was not up to standard.

"Your opponent is me!" Zhang Xiyu immediately appeared behind the two of them.

"How can this be reasonable!" the palace lord just gritted his teeth in anger. I also know that this method not only requires great perseverance, but also requires people with extremely strong physiques to bear it. As a mirror spirit vein, he naturally knows that his perseverance will definitely not be bad, but his physique, with the strength of the spirit realm, it is impossible to withstand it.

"Mansion master, don't be absent-minded! Jingyi Kun Shi!" In an instant, Zhang Xiyu changed dozens of clones, and the entire environment changed drastically, and everywhere was like a crystal clear mirror world.

"It's still a Xuan-level spiritual skill?" The palace lord was also a little panicked for a while, because he faintly felt a coercion on him.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiyu rushed out, smashed it with a punch, and muttered: "You are also a mirror spirit vein, how do you not know that the mirror spirit vein is the most taboo distracting thoughts!"

"Of course I know, I don't need you to teach!" The palace lord immediately stopped thinking about it, and threw away distracting thoughts to deal with it with his heart, "Mirror, Xuan, Polar Shadow!"

Suddenly, the palace lord only left an afterimage and disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared behind Zhang Xiyu and punched him through.

Zhang Xiyu naturally noticed it and immediately dodged, and after turning around, he swung his fist and smashed it, but it seemed to hit the air.

"Boy, you're nothing remarkable!" the palace lord just snorted coldly, "Even if your strength is temporarily improved, I am also your predecessor in terms of experience!" After speaking, he swung his sword and stabbed it, and the sword was also stabbed in the air, and he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have time to think and immediately fled, and sure enough, a sword stabbed at him.

"If you don't have brains, even if you are experienced in a hundred battles, how much experience can you have?" Zhang Xiyu just muttered.

"I ......" The palace lord was suddenly about to say something, but he exclaimed again: Ling Tianjian, what is your relationship with that person?"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiyu also frowned, and replied, "He is our fifth deputy sect master, Hexuan!"

"Crane ...... Hexuan?" The palace lord's expression suddenly flashed with regret, grief, loss, and anger. Immediately after that, he clenched his fists and laughed: "Hahaha, he's dead? He actually died? Then you should go to the funeral too!" As soon as the words fell, this mirror world immediately began to crumble, and even began to crack everywhere.

Several more sword breaths slashed, and each sword qi was like a group of lions and tigers, opening its bloody mouth and approaching Zhang Xiyu, and several swords collided with the Lingtian sword, snap-roar-huff! The ground under Zhang Xiyu's feet suddenly sank into a large pit more than ten zhang deep, poof! Then another mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Do you think it's over!" The lord of the palace stood coldly in the air, and a terrifying aura was condensed in his hand, faintly like a volcanic eruption, boom!

Seeing this, Zhang Xiyu immediately condensed his palms with his palms, and burst out with the aura that came to his face.

"Jing Yi Yuhe!" I saw Zhang Xiyu suddenly close his eyes, slowly closed his palms, and shot a triangular spirit seal with lightning speed, and said lightly: "Yu!" With a wave of one hand, the two colliding breaths slightly distorted the space, "He!" was another light thought, and the two breaths merged wonderfully, followed by a swift punch away.

The aura burst out of the palace lord actually tore at him, and the mansion lord was only stunned when he saw this, "It is worthy of a Xuan-level spiritual skill, it can actually manipulate the spiritual energy released by me and let it attack me?" Mirror Xuan Polar Shadow!"Boom! In an instant, the palace lord disappeared in place, dodging the breath that came from the backbite, and then turned to a blind spot of Zhang Xiyu's vision, stretched out his long sword, and muttered: "Mirror Xuansha Seven Swords!"

Dozens of doppelgangers came out at once, all of them switched their respective positions, fiddling with formations, and dozens of sword breaths rushed away in unison, and suddenly merged into seven sword breaths, and their momentum was like a wild horse galloping and unleashed.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiyu immediately turned around and sacrificed the Lingtian Sword, and the seven breaths exploded in the next moment, and Zhang Xiyu was also blown back dozens of feet away by this sudden attack, kneeling on the ground on one knee, a mouthful of blood spurted on the sword, covered his chest, and muttered: "The spiritual power inherited by this method of crossing the spirit will slowly weaken with the passage of time, and it is not far from half an hour, I can't live up to their expectations!"

"Boy, what's the matter? Do you feel that the spiritual power in your body is gradually declining? If you don't have other tricks, then there is only a dead end. Mirror Moon Xuan!" I saw the sword of the palace lord flying into the air and turning into a huge spiritual breath, like the moon in the sky, faintly exuding a cold air.

Zhang Xiyu was intimidated by that breath, and even felt that his breath began to disappear slowly, if he fought hard, he would only end up with a dead end, and suddenly his mind flashed the mirror world he created, and the picture of being broken by the sword of the palace lord reminded him of the master's teaching, "Although the sword is real, the real is virtual, the virtual and the real alternate, the day and the moon change, the ten thousand laws are one, and the virtual is real!" Then he closed his eyes again.

Seeing his abnormal appearance, the lord of the palace was also puzzled, and laughed: "Have you given up struggling?" Then he waved his big hand, and the stored aura was as terrifying as the moon smashing into the ground, and it quickly crashed into Zhang Xiyu.

"Is this space?

The breath smashed into the ground for more than a dozen miles, and it exploded in an instant, and a sky mushroom cloud rose.

The lord of the palace just looked at the ground coldly, the smoky huge pit, and after perceiving it carefully, he didn't feel the existence of his breath, and said in a low voice: "Hexuan, you finally lost at my hands...... You've lost!"

Then his expression flashed a trace of trance, and sadness slowly leaned towards the ground, just a short time closer, he noticed that something was wrong, and felt a power that seemed to be faintly about to explode, a force several times greater than the "Moon Xuan" that he had just burst out.

"Give it back to you!" After Zhang Xiyu roared angrily, his hand gathered the power condensed by the big ball that had just smashed into him, as well as the spiritual power of his whole body. The speed was extremely fast, and it was accompanied by the sound of space tearing, boom! As it got closer and closer, this spiritual breath suddenly became several times greater than the aura burst out by the palace master.

Seeing this, the lord of the palace wanted to launch his spiritual skills and prepare to escape, but he was hit in the body before he could even depict the spirit seal...... No way!"

The dark clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed by a powerful explosion, and the deafening sound spread in all directions, and everyone who had fled dozens of miles away was also affected by this force, and even some children who were not spirits fainted directly. Some people don't have time to defend and resist, and this moment is also abnormal tinnitus.

As the smoke cleared, the palace lord smashed to the ground and was dying, the blood on his body was like a river, and he was about to see Zhang Xiyu's figure faintly.

I saw Zhang Xiyu supporting half of his body, which was almost paralyzed, and was about to stab the mansion master.

Suddenly, the Lingtian Sword seemed to be uncontrollable, and refused to stab it, and suddenly the sword body flashed with a thousand feet of light, and a sword soul appeared faintly, this soul was like a white-haired old man, with a radiant spirit, looking at the palace lord who fell to the ground with his head held high.

"Huh, are you...... You're a crane...... Hexuan!" The lord of the palace seemed to see the old man, his eyes widened and his expression was full of reluctance, and he got up half of his body and read: "Xuan...... Xuan, I promised you that you successfully survived the Ten Thousand Souls Tribulation of the Mirror Spirit Vein and became an Void Spirit Realm, why do you still refuse to see me? Why do you still refuse to compete with me?"

Zhang Xiyu looked incredulous when he heard this, and said with difficulty: "Disciple, see the previous deputy sect master!"

The sword soul just slowly opened his eyes and said, "I thought I was a person who returned to heaven, what kind of etiquette did I do? Get up, the future life is terrifying! Wang Chuan, after so many years, are you still unwilling to accept the reality? Ye Qi is also dead,...... I also died three hundred years ago, and we have made a covenant with you. In order to find a way to resurrect Ye Qi, you did not hesitate to make a contract with the evil spirit clan! Become a cultist, no one and no ghost, how can we feel at ease like this?"