Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Mirror Image of Terror [1]
"Idiot, are you looking for your stepfather?"
Suddenly, Yun Ziqing felt a suppressed aura envelop her body, and the shout of her righteous father in her ears suddenly disappeared, replaced by a gloomy and dangerous whisper.
"Who is it!" he suddenly stopped, his eyes staring around, he had never heard this voice in his memory, but subconsciously felt a little familiar, and even felt inexplicably terrified of it, and instinctively became vigilant.
"Hehehe......" The suppressed laughter seemed to be pouring in from all directions, Yun Ziqing became more and more frightened, and a sense of crisis was even stronger in her heart than when she faced Hongyu!
Without hesitation, he unleashed his strongest defense, the divine blood in his body flowed, and his skin was filled with divine light.
The raging wind was expelled by the divine light he dispersed, and could no longer get close to his body, turning into a mad wind dragon flowing around him, and the light in the space seemed to be swallowed by an invisible dark demon, getting darker and darker, on the contrary, Yun Ziqing's divine light protected the body, becoming the only light source.
A faint fog shadow shrouded silently from above Yun Ziqing, and the fog shadow was shaped like a ghost, revealing a pair of people with blood-red eyes staring at the ground like looking at prey.
Yun Ziqing noticed it, and suddenly raised his hand, and with a buzzing sound, a palm condensed by divine light appeared out of thin air above his palm, which instantly turned into dozens of meters in size, and bombarded towards the fog shadow.
The gray mist dispersed in an instant, blending into the wind, Yun Ziqing's palm fell into the air, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the gray mist appear behind him!
After a short confrontation, he had already perceived the aura of gray mist, and his heart roared, setting off a stormy wave, "Chaos!"
Buzz——!
The chaotic figure turned into a dense gray mist again, rolling towards Yun Ziqing. Yun Ziqing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, turned his palm into a fist, and punched him against Chaos!
The fist was covered with divine light, and with Yun Ziqing's gallop, it seemed to turn into a huge light arrow, breaking through the air and roaring, bursting out with the power of tearing the sky.
The chaotic blood eyes flashed with unfathomable light, and at the moment when they were about to hit their fists, they suddenly dispersed again, turning into dark clouds and shrouding Yun Ziqing's body.
Yun Ziqing's vision suddenly blurred, and she accelerated forward, passing through the chaotic gray qi, but she didn't expect that a strange woman in black suddenly appeared behind the gray mist!
Meng Yan raised her eyes, Yun Ziqing was caught off guard, and her eyes looked directly at her!
There was a roar in his brain, as if he had been shocked, Yun Ziqing's vision turned white, and the environment he saw with his eyes suddenly changed!
"Not good, illusion!"
The ruins and the storm vanished in an instant, and a huge mirror shard hung in front of him out of thin air!
Although she knew that this was the enemy's illusion, Yun Ziqing was still shocked by the scene in the mirror and couldn't take her eyes off!
In the broken but huge mirror, he saw ...... I actually saw it...... A beast!
This beast was unlike anything he had ever seen, its body was bigger than a mountain, so the broken mirror couldn't contain its full picture, but even if it was just a peek at the part, it was enough to make Yun Ziqing feel terrified!
The beast's skin was covered with metallic scales, and the scales were covered with arcane veins. Yun Ziqing couldn't see its head, only part of its body in front of it, and the gray mist that lingered on the surface of its body like a dark cloud!
The intense evil and predatory aura emanating from the gray mist could almost penetrate his mind through the mirror!