"It's... The third layer of Zhuxiantai?" Ling Jie muttered in distraction.

She was very puzzled in her heart, logically speaking, the third layer of Zhuxiantai should be full of dangers, how could it be such a fairyland on earth? To put it bluntly, in her eyes, this place was much more attractive than every scenic spot in the Huaxia Kingdom and the Chaos Realm.

Such a beautiful day, but without Wei Jiu, I was a little lost in my heart. If the second floor of Zhuxiantai was brought over by her and Wei Jiu, would this fairyland on earth be more beautiful?

"This is indeed the third layer of Zhuxiantai... No, in other words, it's the world you imagined!"

A clear voice came, Ling Jie was slightly shocked when she heard it, this voice made her feel very familiar, wasn't it her own voice?

"You... Who are you, where are you!" Ling Jie asked in a deep voice.

"Me—don't you hear me—I'm you!" Qingling's voice chuckled again.

As soon as the brilliance flashed, I only saw a person walking out of the blind corner of my sight, and a graceful figure appeared in front of Ling Jie. Looking closely, from the skin to the facial features, she looks exactly the same.

No, in a sense, it's not just the looks, but even the dress, demeanor, and movements are exactly the same. gave Ling Jie the feeling that she was looking in a mirror, and the person she was facing was completely herself.

"What do you mean?" Ling Jie asked coldly, the blade of the sword in her hand ready to move.

Her saber was a treasure originating from the Huaxia Kingdom, which was obtained by the Ling family, and naturally fell into her hands. Later, after Wei Jiu's forging, the grade of this sword also rose a lot, although it was not as good as the sword of the Chaos Realm, it was also not ordinary.

"Salamander Sword, hehe, this is not your patent!" the woman smiled and said contemptuously.

As soon as the words fell, her palm flipped out of thin air, and she directly pulled out a sword, which was exactly the same as the startling salamander sword in Ling Jie's hand. Not only that, but on the whole, the aura and brilliance exuded by her body are also the same as Ling Jie.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you pretending to be me... Why, even my startled salamander sword has it!" Ling Jie shouted angrily, and it could be seen that she was very angry.

"I've already said it, I'm you, the other you in my heart!" the woman smiled faintly, "Don't you think this scene is very familiar? Isn't it the fairyland on earth that you think in your heart? If I am not you, how can I create such a fairyland for you?"

Ling Jie's delicate body trembled again, she seemed to feel that the woman's words were not deceiving.

Such a fairyland on earth is indeed the scene she yearns for the most in her heart. But it stands to reason that no one should know about it except herself.

If all this is really a scene created for her, then the woman's words are afraid that she is not lying. In the same way, if you think about it, if this woman is really the opposite reaction of her heart, then everything is in the past.

"I don't want to hear where you're coming from... I just want to know, how can I pass this third-level test?" Ling Jie asked with concern.

"It's easy, it's enough to beat me!" the woman said with a chuckle, confident.

Hearing this, Ling Jie finally fell silent, and this result was what she expected. From the moment she saw this mirror image of herself, she vaguely guessed that a battle between the two was probably inevitable.

This battle seems to be a fight against illusions, but she understands that the real opponent is still herself. Only by surpassing oneself and completing self-breakthrough in a sense can we defeat the mirror woman in front of us.

Ling Jie and the Mirror Girl made moves at the same time, their movements and postures were exactly the same, and even the angle of the sword blade was exactly the same.

With a crisp bang, the two collided together, followed closely, but took a few steps backwards. The same sword moves and attacks can't cause damage to the opponent at all, and in a sense, it's just a kind of equal attrition.

Ling Jie gritted her teeth, all the way, when she reached the third layer of Zhuxiantai, how could she be willing to give up? It's just two identical people, if they want to win, how easy is it!

......

Outside Xingyao Immortal Mountain, Wei Jiu and his party fought with Mo Ran, and they were also in a stalemate for a long time.

After Liu Qi retreated, the dry tassel went up, and the strength shown by the three of them turned out to be a lot stronger. Thinking about it carefully, it is no wonder that the attack power of the dry tassel may not be as good as Liu Qi, but the comprehensive strength shown is definitely above him.

Obviously, in the face of a powerful ink dye, attack power alone is not enough.

One move and three shots made them lose Liu Qi, which also made Wei Jiu and Qin Hai secretly angry in their hearts. The strength of the High Priest of the Evil Shura Realm in front of him is almost terrifying, and if he resists like this, I am afraid that they will not be able to take advantage.

The only thing to be thankful for is that although the three-gun summit is very strong, it also has a limit after all. Especially under the double delay and consumption of Qin Hai and Wei Jiu, even if it is ink dyeing, he will not be able to do it for too long.

When the Nine Phantoms were condensed into the main body, the strength of the ink dye increased by a few points again.

The spear stabbed out, and it attacked Wei Jiu, the speed was very fast, and the strength was also very terrifying. Just one collision shook Wei Jiu's body out, and several more scars were added to his body.

Mo Ran was about to pursue, Qin Hai and Qian Tassel glanced at each other, and the two of them staggered, one left and one right slashed towards Mo Ran. A sword, a piano, neither of them is very strong, but the speed is not slower than ink dye.

Slightly stunned, Mo Ran gritted his teeth, but he didn't expect the attack of these two people to come so quickly.

Looking at Wei Jiu's body that was smashed out, he felt helpless in his heart, but he could only give up the pursuit. With a horizontal gaze, the spear in his hand flipped over, and once again picked at Qin Hai and the dry tassel, each of his attacks exerted ninety percent of his strength, which was very terrifying.

Wei Jiu escaped, but Hua Yiliu was not idle, and the green brilliance of healing and recovery quickly soaked his whole body.

On the other side, without Wei Jiu's help, the dry tassel and Qin Hai were under pressure in an instant. In the face of Mo Ran's pressing step by step, especially Qin Hai, he felt that he was forced out of breath in that powerful attack.

......

Wei Jiu's consciousness had just recovered a little, and when he saw Qin Hai's embarrassed figure, he hurriedly stood up anxiously.

"What are you doing, you have to rush forward after being so heavy!" Hua Yiliu rolled his eyes and scolded with some displeasure.

In her eyes, what does she have to do with the safety of others? What she cares about most is Wei Jiu. Seeing Wei Jiu suffer such a serious trauma a moment ago, her heart was already painful and she couldn't breathe, how could she be willing to continue to take risks?

It was Wei Jiu, who stood up leisurely and looked at Mo Ran with hatred in his eyes.

"It's not a battlefield for any one person... As the young master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, there are some responsibilities that I must bear!" Wei Jiu replied in a deep voice, "If I don't make a move, I'm afraid that it won't be long before Senior Brother Qin Hai will be defeated and killed." What's more, Su Su is still here, I must not let her take the risk alone!"

As he spoke, Wei Jiu struggled to run the Nine Techniques of the Heavenly Pill, and suddenly, a comfortable air flow surged throughout his body.

This is the mystery of a cultivator, just like the return of a mortal, a cultivator can also show a strong side when he is in a desperate situation. As long as you are willing to overdraw your limit, even if your cultivation is exhausted, you can quickly recover and replenish it.

Of course, the general recovery is not so fast, and the reason why Wei Jiu is an exception is that it has nothing to do with Hua Yiliu.

Although Hua Yiliu didn't want Wei Jiu to take risks, he had already decided to fight, so he naturally wouldn't let him sacrifice in vain. What's more, deep down in her heart, she is Wei Jiu's exclusive doctor, and it is her duty and duty to ensure that Wei Jiu is not harmed and that Wei Jiu is always at her peak.

Smiling slightly, Wei Jiu was not afraid, the Qianyuan sword in his hand swung and rushed directly towards the direction of ink dyeing.

"Oracle Wind and Dust Waltz!"

A cold voice came from Wei Jiu's mouth, and speaking of which, he hadn't started the Wind and Dust Waltz for a long time. Ever since he mastered the Tianyao Sword Technique, he realized that the disadvantages of the Oracle Sword Technique, whether it was attack power or control, were far from comparable.

However, the Oracle Sword Technique also has its own advantages, that is, there is no huge consumption and loss, and the Oracle Sword Technique relies on the Xuanqi of the Qianyuan Sword.

In an instant, countless sword shadows slashed through, tearing this space apart, revealing countless sword rays in the rift. Although these sword shadows and sword rays are not strong, they are numerous, and the direction of the follower's Qianyuan sword rotates, and the target is directly aimed at the ink dye.

As for ink dyeing, he is also not a simple person, and he doesn't even have the slightest worry in the face of the waltz that hits.

Looking at Wei Jiu with slightly interesting eyes, he didn't expect that this young man was so badly injured that he would attack again so quickly. However, in terms of his forbidden law realm, such an attack is not worth mentioning at all.

"Interesting... Looks like you're looking for your own death!" Mo Ran shouted coldly, "Twin spears and dragons!"

Three guns to the top and two guns to swim the dragon, these are two of the three major stunts mastered by ink dyeing. In the realm of all evil cultivators, a casual move is an existence that makes countless living beings bow down, after all, there are too many gods who die under these two moves.

The pit viper black spear suddenly split in the air, and then split into two, and then split directly. It's like two swimming dragons, intertwined and intertwined with each other, and then rushed straight into the waltz.

Rumble!

After a loud roar, Wei Jiu finally spewed out a mouthful of blood. In this collision, his losses were really heavy.

Enduring the pain in his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Wei Jiu's mouth, does this loss matter? At least his plan has succeeded, and Qin Hai and Qian Tassel have already escaped.