Almost at the same time, a sneer came out of the paper mouth, and the layout of the entire wedding room changed abruptly, the original joyful red all turned into white, white flags, white cloth and white flowers, as if the wedding room was turned into a mourning hall.

"Psychic vision?" Jiang Ting's brows furrowed, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes, "It's really the same as I thought!" ”

The sound of "hulala" came out, and the white cloth bed curtain flew up and stopped in front of Jiang Ting, who flipped his wrist and cut off the white cloth directly.

Almost at the same time that the white cloth flew out, the wooden floor under Jiang Ting's feet quickly weathered and decayed, and with a "click", he stepped on the floor with one foot, and his entire thigh fell.

The paper pierced the man and roared, his five fingers were like knives, and he stabbed at Jiang Ting fiercely!

This spiritual illusion is very weird, it seems to be controlled by the paper person in front of him, constantly changing, Jiang Ting enters the illusion, although it is a spiritual body, it will also be injured.

Moreover, once Jiang Ting's spiritual body is wiped out, then the true body in the outside world will also die together!

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, there was no fear in his eyes, he raised his arm, the divine gold dagger was horizontal in front of his chest, blocking the attack of the paper piercing man, and at the same time, his left hand was raised, and a punch hit the paper piercing man's chest.

The divine gold dagger collided with the sharp claws of the paper piercing man, and there was a sound of gold and stone intertwining, and the blow failed, and when he saw Jiang Ting's fist attacking, the figure of the paper piercing man fluttered, trying to retreat.

"It's late." Jiang Ting sneered, his left hand flew out like lightning, grabbed the paper man's calf, and then flipped his right wrist and stabbed it downward.

It was hard to imagine that the layer of paper covered by the paper piercing man would make the sound of flesh being pierced, and the dagger was sharp, tearing the paper skin and nailing it to the floor along with the sole of the foot.

A terrible and high-pitched howl came, and the paper man trembled all around, as if he had suffered a great deal of pain, and dark red blood flowed from the wounds on his body, dyeing the white paper skin black and red.

Jiang Ting's blow did not stop, his right hand was released, and then his body jumped up with force and crashed into the chest of the paper man, who tried to fall back, but the soles of his feet were nailed to the ground and could not move.

"Bang!"

Like an ancient bull, Jiang Ting's shoulder slammed into the paper man's arms, making a dull sound, and at the same time, there was a clicking sound coming from the paper man's body, as if something like a bamboo skeleton was smashed by him.

The next moment, Jiang Ting raised his elbow and slammed it on the shoulder of the paper man, and a force of a backshock came, Jiang Ting's elbow was numb for a while, but the shoulder of the paper man was knocked down by him.

He has now escaped into the realm of a martial arts master, his qi and blood are incomparably vigorous, essence, qi, and spirit nourish each other, even in the spiritual world, Jiang Ting's "body" is extremely tough and powerful.

However, the paper man did not sit still, and almost at the same time as Jiang Ting's elbow fell, the paper man stretched out five sharp claws and stabbed him under the ribs.

Jiang Ting's left hand stretched out, and his five fingers turned into claws, colliding with the paper man, blocking the opponent's attack.

The sharp claws of the paper piercing man could only leave a few shallow red lines on his hands, and the clear light in Jiang Ting's body flowed, the wound on his left hand healed, and the red lines disappeared.

The whole house shook, and one after another white cloth flew out, wrapping around Jiang Ting's body, but it was torn apart by him, and a long howl came out of the paper's mouth, and his right leg was cut off by it on its own, and he escaped.

"Can't go!"

Jiang Ting shouted, his whole body was clear, and he slaughtered the past, and the mahogany round table was kicked by him, Jiang Ting held the divine gold dagger in his hand, and chased after him.

"Bang!"

A layer of white "knife qi" flew out from the dagger, and the marriage bed was shattered by Jiang Ting, and countless pieces of wood chips flew sideways, this place was transformed by a spiritual illusion, and he could use a lot more means than in the real world.

The paper pierced people's hearts and guts, and a kind of "resentful" emotion was conveyed from it, it didn't expect that this young man who was pulled into this place by himself would have such a means, in this spiritual illusion, he would be the main object, and even kill!

Thinking of this, the paper man didn't dare to stop at all, and flew straight towards the bronze mirror in front of the dresser, a cold light flashed in Jiang Ting's eyes, and the dagger in his hand flew out like lightning and nailed to the back of the paper man's heart.

"Roar—"

The paper man let out a beastly roar, not as sharp as Fang Cai, but with more pain in it, Jiang Ting's body stepped forward, grabbed its remaining leg with one hand, and slammed it to the ground.

Jiang Ting held the divine gold dagger in his hand, accompanied by a crackling sound, ending the life of this paper piercing man.

"It's weird." Jiang Ting looked at everything around him and sighed in his heart.

In his hand, the paper piercing man who had just fought had turned into a palm-sized piece of paper, this spiritual illusion was weird, and it was difficult to judge the authenticity through perception.

And just now, the reason why Jiang Ting was able to see through the trick of the paper piercing people was because of the brocade string.

The bronze hairpin was carried by him, and even if Jinxian did not appear, Jiang Ting felt her breath.

But just now, the breath of the brocade string disappeared.

"The problem is indeed in the bronze mirror." Jiang Ting made a judgment, "I just glanced at it, and I was pulled into a spiritual illusion. ”

Jiang Ting was not in a hurry to leave, he pushed the door of this house, but found that it could not be opened at all, as if there was an invisible barrier, sealing himself inside.

"This is a spiritual environment, and it will only be pulled in after touching the bronze mirror with spiritual power, which is why the bronze hairpin can be brought in, but the brocade string can't......" Jiang Ting reached out and touched the bronze mirror as he thought.

A white light flashed, and when Jiang Ting opened his eyes again, he was already standing in front of the bronze mirror again, and everything in the room had returned to its original appearance.

As if going back in time, Jiang Ting stepped forward and glanced at the bronze mirror.

Well, the people are still very handsome.

"Won't you try it?" Chu Yuli spoke, her voice was gentle and clear, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting: "......"

He touched the bronze hairpin in his arms for the first time, and only after sensing the existence of the brocade string did he put his mind at ease.

Chu Yuli in front of the dresser suddenly laughed: "What? I was dragged into the spiritual world by the ghosts here just now, and now I can't tell the truth from the fake? ”

"You've been tricked too?" Jiang Ting looked Chu Yuli up and down.

"This girl is very high, how can she be confused by the ghosts here? The so-called illusion is nothing more than a dream. Chu Yuli stretched out, revealing a small piece of snow white around her waist, "By the way, what do you see in this mirror world?" ”

In fact, she was still a little surprised in her heart, the young man in front of her, who didn't seem to have much cultivation, could get out of the spiritual illusion so easily, but she was afraid that there were many hidden means.

"I dreamed of ......," Jiang Ting pondered for a moment, "I dreamed that you were messing with me...... Fight in the nest. ”

Chu Yuli: "??? ”