Zhang Han was taken aback, these three people actually looked exactly like them! No, to be precise, they were the other three themselves, one Lan Jingjing, one Chu Danchen, and one bald little monk Zhang Han!

"Hehe, in this world, the biggest enemy is yourself, why don't you fight with yourself first, on!" the mirage yin and yang voice laughed strangely. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the word "Shang" came out, the fake Lan Jingjing and the fake Chu Danchen standing on the waves had already flown like a whirlwind, the fake Lan Jingjing was holding the Thousand Snow Sword, and the fake Chu Danchen opened the sky-like wheel-wing knife behind his back, crossed Lan Jingjing's snowball enchantment, and swooped down from the top of his head.

Lan Jingjing's jade fingers pinched the Qianxue Sword in her hand slightly, and with a dragon groan, the Qianxue Sword conjured up more than a hundred frost sword ice blades, shooting upwards like a glow, forcing the fake Lan Jingjing and fake Chu Danchen to flip upside down from the cylindrical enchantment.

"It's funny, this old monster actually conjured up three of us to fight against us, and it was so vivid, it's really hard for him. Chu Danchen sneered.

"Zhang Han, it's hard to tell whether the mirage illusion of the mirage is true or false, you'd better not go out!" Lan Jingjing lightly threw a sentence at Zhang Han, and Chu Danchen and Chu Danchen both jumped out of the cylindrical enchantment formed by a thousand snowballs, standing suspended in the air, and confronted their respective fake bodies.

Zhang Han was stunned, it was the first time he heard Lan Jingjing call him by his name.

The two sides of the confrontation in mid-air stared at each other for a moment, almost unanimously attacking each other.

Lan Jingjing smiled faintly, and the Qianxue Sword stood up, directly taking the opponent's eyebrows, but the fake Lan Jingjing also smiled faintly, and the Qianxue Sword in her hand also took Lan Jingjing's eyebrows;

The movements, smiles, and demeanors of the two beauties are almost as if they were printed out of a mold.

"Ding", sword tip to sword tip, blade to blade, Lan Jingjing and Chu Danchen's expressions changed, and the fake Lan Jingjing and fake Chu Danchen also changed their expressions, and both of them flew back with expressions of disbelief.

"How do you know our Qingxiao Yuan's swordsmanship?" Lan Jingjing asked in a deep voice.

"How can you make the Wheel Wing Knife?" Chu Danchen had a surprised expression on his face.

"How can you know our Qingxiao Yuan's swordsmanship?" the fake Lan Jingjing also asked in a deep voice, and even the tone and voice were exactly the same as Lan Jingjing.

"How can you make a wheel-wing knife?" The fake Chu Danchen also had a surprised expression on his face, and the tone of his voice was exactly the same as Chu Danchen's.

Lan Jingjing was angry, sneered, and with a wave of the long sword, the frost qi of the Qianxue Sword was vertical and horizontal, like thunder and rage, and the sword shadows were thousands, and the lightning launched a stormy attack on the fake Lan Jingjing, and the fake Lan Jingjing opposite her did not show weakness, and also swooped up to fight, and every move, every sword, and every change used was exactly the same as Lan Jingjing's, no difference.

The situation that Chu Danchen encountered over there was no different from Lan Jingjing's, how her wheel-wing knife attacked, how ever-changing, how the wheel-winged knife behind the fake Chu Danchen attacked, how ever-changing.

Zhang Han was dumbfounded, two pairs of similar-looking beauties were engaged in a thrilling fight in mid-air, and every move was face-to-face and uncompromising.

The mirage demon was right, now Lan Jingjing and Chu Danchen were simply fighting with another self, and the mirage illusion of this mirage was too powerful.

Zhang Han soon couldn't distinguish which was the real Chu Danchen and which was the real Lan Jingjing.

Just as Zhang Han was dazzled, the bald young monk who looked exactly like him had already approached the outside of the circular enchantment at some point, and giggled at him through the snowball: "Hey, boy, how about we have a fun too?"

Zhang Han understood that the mirage wanted to lure him out with a fake self, so he pretended not to hear anything, and didn't even look at him.

"Boy, you're too daring, aren't you?

Zhang Han glared at him: "Do you want to provoke Lao Tzu to go out? Don't even think about it! Lao Tzu is not so stupid." ”

"Boy, since you don't dare to come out, let's guess a riddle, there are many melons in this world, which melons will stay in an ice cave and refuse to come out? Can't guess it? It's a fool! There are many more in this world." The fake Zhang Han began to laugh and nag at him and talk nonsense to him, like a nasty fly.

Zhang Han didn't answer a word, simply covered his ears, and the roots of his ears were quiet.

"Boy, since you don't want to hear it, let you watch some of the things you like to watch. "Fake Zhang Han grinned, through the snowball enchantment, he shook his body in an uproar, and actually turned into a full-body **** Chu Danchen, showing me all kinds of seductive and charming movements naked, Xuefeng's beautiful buttocks, and the mysterious peach source between his legs are vivid.

Although Zhang Han understood that all this was just a mirage illusion of a mirage seducing him, the powerful allure still made him look at it intently, and his saliva flowed.

Chu Danchen shook his body again and became the **** Lan Jingjing..

The fragrant picture in front of him was like a marquee, and Zhang Han began to feel a little dizzy.

"Little monk, are you looking for death? Don't look at it, it's all fake!" Chu Danchen's coquettishness suddenly came from mid-air.

A word woke up the person in the dream, Zhang Han hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look again.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and suddenly remembered that the silver mole on his forehead had the magic effect of perceptual illusion, and could be used as a third eye, and this was the time to test it, so why not try it?

Hurriedly closed his eyes, his mind focused on his forehead, the silver mole jumped like a tadpole, and when he looked up, the waves of the sea in front of him all turned into barren mountains and wild valleys, and the ever-changing fragrant pictures and sounds in front of Zhang Han all disappeared, and outside the snowball barrier opposite him, there were only a few wisps of fluttering mist.

In the distance, between the cracks in the mountain wall, a faint white light shot out, shining on the fluttering mist.

Zhang Han looked intently at the cracks in the mountain wall, and the white light emitted was originally a prismatic mirror, and it emitted not only one, but three rays of white light, one shooting at the few wisps of mist opposite him, and the other two shooting into the air.

Zhang Han raised his head and couldn't help but be stunned, there were only two clumping gases in front of Lan Jingjing and Chu Danchen, who were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and the other two white lights refracted by the prism shone on the two gases respectively.

Could it be that all these mirage illusions are the ghost of that prism? As soon as this thought swept through his mind, Zhang Han couldn't help but blurt out to Chu Danchen and Lan Jingjing: "Stop fighting, beauty! There is nothing in front of you, there is a mirror over there!"

As he shouted, he pointed to the prism hidden between the cracks in the stone.