The scene was quiet.

Jing Ling looked at the middle-aged man, standing in the mirror realm, motionless.

The middle-aged man in front of him made it feel a strong threat.

The airspace-level nightmare, with a certain level of intelligence and thinking ability, did not act rashly.

However, just because it doesn't move doesn't mean that middle-aged men won't move.

The middle-aged man glanced at the situation in the temple and breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was still too late.

He stepped out and walked towards the Mirror Spirit.

The black mist on the mirror spirit's body suddenly rolled even more violently.

A mirror realm appeared out of thin air in front of it, blocking the middle-aged man's way.

The attack ability of the mirror spirit is really not good, even at the level of the airspace, it is not too powerful to attack the ability, and it seems that all the skills are in the mirror realm.

Probably this is also the reason why its mirror realm can trap many old monsters at the same time.

It's just that when facing a middle-aged man, its mirror realm fails.

A black mist spread out from the middle-aged man, slamming into the mirror realm with a deeper despair, darkness, and malice than the black mist on the mirror spirit's body.

The nightmare that even an airspace-level nightmare could trap, but under this black fog, it shattered and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it couldn't stop the middle-aged man at all.

"An airspace-level nightmare, tsk!" The little girl followed the middle-aged man, looking at the mirror spirits who kept retreating towards the mirror world one by one, and her bright eyes were quite surprised.

Nightmares of this level are uncommon.

"Uncle, did you bring a detaine? Without a locker, it's not easy to imprison an airspace-level nightmare. The little girl asked.

The danger of the airspace level nightmare is too great, if this mirror spirit escapes out of the nightmare realm, it will be a disaster, enough to drag most of the city into the mirror realm, and the catastrophic can even be comparable to the nightmare of the third stage.

They're going to get rid of the Mirror Spirit.

However, airspace-level nightmares are not easy to kill, especially for things like mirror spirits, the best way is to temporarily seal them and imprison them, slowly rectify them, and maybe they can do research by the way.

The group of neurotics at the Dream Research Institute will probably like it.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Let's use the Dao method to trap it for the time being!" ”

His ability just happened to be able to restrain the mirror spirit, and there was no problem in suppressing it for a while, it was nothing more than a little more consumed.

However, in a way, his ability is the least afraid of consumption.

As he spoke, the middle-aged man had already moved his hand and grabbed it towards the mirror spirit.

There are no fierce battles, just far more dangerous than fierce battles.

The battle between the Awakened and the Nightmare is mainly about suppressing each other in terms of ability, and the stronger the stronger, the more powerful the Awakened and the Nightmare, the more so.

On the contrary, it is a weak awakened person who needs to rely on various means to fight the nightmare, and it is more varied.

Of course, the Power Awakened are an exception.

For power-type awakened people who are known for their physical strength and strength, no matter what realm, the battle is very powerful, just like demolishing a house.

The middle-aged man's hand grabbed towards the mirror spirit, his five fingers were slender and a little thin, and there was an inexplicable strange power spread out on his hand, suppressing the mirror spirit.

Seeing the middle-aged man's hand, Jing Ling finally couldn't hold it back, and the black mist on his body churned even more violently, and he also stretched out his miserable white hand and grabbed it towards the middle-aged man.

It was only with the movement of its palm that a mirror realm emerged, distorting and cutting the void into pieces.

Just because you're not good at attacking doesn't mean you can't attack.

Any ability, when used well, is enough to inflict terrifying lethality.

If a living person is surrounded by these layers of mirror realms and falls into different mirror realms, his body will definitely be torn apart at the first time, which is worse than the five horses splitting their bodies.

The middle-aged man seemed to be unaware, his slender five fingers grabbed straight up, and the layers of emerging mirror realms engulfed his palms, wanting to drag his arms into different mirror realms to separate and cut.

However, the strange power coming from the middle-aged man's hand forcibly suppressed the pulling and engulfing power of the mirror realm, and one by one the mirror realm had just swallowed his palm, and the next moment it was shattered.

In the end, the middle-aged man's palm grabbed the mirror spirit's hand.

Jing Ling struggled hard, and the black mist on his body rolled violently, showing a tendency to collapse, as if the strange power diffused from the middle-aged man's hand had caused it a lot of damage.

It's just that no matter how much it struggles, it's useless.

The middle-aged man was slender and thin, and his hand seemed to have little strength to grasp its hand, but it was as firm as an iron tong, and no matter how it pulled, it did not move at all.

The middle-aged man's other hand stretched out even more, pinching a few strange handprints, and a cold black mist rolled beside him, condensing the black rune paper in the sky, covering the mirror spirit layer by layer.

In the midst of the Mirror Spirit's struggle and terrible roar, the black rune paper wrapped around it and turned into a black paper ball.

The Mirror Realm, which originally covered the temple, also fell apart the moment the Mirror Spirit was subdued, and everyone in the temple finally broke away from the Mirror Realm and saw the comer.

"Mr. Ling!"

Wang Pu was stunned, he thought it was some kind of terrifying nightmare, but he didn't expect it to be Mr. Ling and Chen Xuejing.

At the same time, the old woman, the zombie old man, and the evil middle-aged man also exclaimed, recognizing Mr. Ling and Chen Xuejing.

"It's them, how could these two monsters be here?"

"It's not good, take the Nightmare Stone first!"

They felt a sigh in their hearts, realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed towards Wang Pu, wanting to snatch the nightmare stone first.

Wang Pu's pupils shrank.

He originally wanted to throw the Nightmare Stone to Nightmare Xiaoxin, but the appearance of Mr. Ling made him dispel this idea.

Compared with Nightmare Xiaoxin and others, Mr. Ling is naturally more trustworthy.

It's just that at this distance, if you want to hand over the Nightmare Stone to Mr. Ling, I'm afraid it's too late.

In addition to the three old women, Dead Face and Nightmare Xiao Xin also rushed towards him, wanting to snatch the Nightmare Stone.

It's too late.

Wang Pu's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he lifted the stone and smashed it to the ground.

In that case, let's destroy the stone, break it into pieces, and grab as much as you can.

Bang!

The stone smashed on the floor of the temple, making a violent sound, and it did not crack, and what could make many old monsters worry about it was naturally not so fragile.

"Mercedes Benz, smash it for me!"

Wang Pu did not hesitate to smash it down, and directly used the ability of the Mercedes-Benz car.

This prop appears in the form of a car racing on the surface, but in fact, it is used to make a person's power come together and burst out in an instant.

After evolving to the first order, Wang Pu's strength is much stronger than before, when he was still in the first order, he was able to use a Mercedes-Benz car to crash open the elevator door, not to mention now.

King Kong vigorously exploded in full force, and with a bang, the nightmare stone was shattered, divided into dozens of fragments, and flew out in all directions.