Seeing this, instead of panicking, Huang Su Daxian smiled confidently and arrogantly: "Emperor Zichen, the blood debt must be repaid with blood!" Today, the old man will let you know the fate of killing our Huang family's children and grandchildren! ”

Ling Yuan frowned, looking at the image of himself reflected in the nine bronze mirrors that emitted a strange blood-red light, and was silent and did not speak.

As he stared at the mirrors, the image in the mirrors changed!

Those mirrors actually seemed to have turned into pools of blood, making ripples in circles and circles!

When the ripples were over, everything did not calm down, but was filled with an indescribable sense of fear and danger.

The image of Ling Yuan reflected in the mirror suddenly became blood-red, and it moved, one by one, and walked out of the mirror.

Except for the strange blood-red color of their bodies, these guys who came out of the mirror looked like Ling Yuan!

Nine blood-red figures emerged from the mirror, surrounding Ling Yuan, and without the slightest hesitation, they rushed towards Ling Yuan.

After all, these nine blood shadows were transformed by Ling Yuan's own shadow.

The power that erupted from their bodies was no worse than Ling Yuan, the Zichen Emperor!

Ling Yuan was suddenly surrounded by nine blood shadows!

Speaking of which, with Ling Yuan's strength and cultivation, he was definitely an existence that could dominate the entire Spirit Domain. However, the nine blood shadows that rushed up at this moment, whether it was speed or strength, were all copies of Ling Yuan, so he had to muster up his spirit and deal with it carefully.

His mind moved, and a cold and shining sword appeared in his hand.

Who knows, in the hands of the nine blood shadows, there are actually nine swords condensed from the blood shadows at the same time!

Seeing this, Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Although he seemed to be in a desperate situation at the moment, he was still not afraid, raised the sword in his hand, and rushed towards the nine blood-colored figures.

Seeing that a big battle was about to break out, Huang Su Daxian sat in the formation and laughed maliciously: "Emperor Zichen, the old man kindly reminds you. These blood shadows are all made of your shadows. In other words, they're the same as you. You will have something that they will do. Tsk, if you have to fight nine of yourself at the same time, are you really confident that you can win? ”

At this moment, Qian Mo and Lingshan, who were forcibly sent back to the contract space by Ling Yuan, only then did they understand the good intentions of their master.

If the two of them were also in the formation, then wouldn't the number of enemies that the three of them need to face now be tripled, that is, the three of them would have to fight twenty-seven enemies!

Alas, fortunately, their master was wise and martial, and he sensed the sinister intentions of that Huang Su Daxian in advance.

In the Circle Light Array, Ling Yuan rushed forward with his sword, and the nine blood shadows in the formation also raised their swords and attacked towards Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan condensed a golden shield in his left hand, blocking the attack of some of the blood shadows, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, a sword qi immediately swept towards those blood shadows, forcing the blood shadows facing the sword qi to retreat, tearing a hole in the encirclement formed by the nine blood shadows.