(Cat Pounce Chinese ) Two black-armored figures wrapped in a magnificent black flame that filled the ten-meter-wide corridor collided silently in almost frozen time.

When the momentum and destructive power brought by the majestic black flame shattered the walls of the passage on both sides and even the metal walls on the deeper and longitudinal planes, the two broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals' shattered the crystallized essence flames on the blade without any reservations.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Fei's and his own mirror image were completely submerged in the sea of black flames, and the entire corridor in the upper area of the ivory white spire where the two fought was also filled with black flames, and not an inch of wall was not burned and melted by the black flames, just like the mirror image of Wu Fei and himself!

And when Wu Fei and his own mirror image flew upside down for more than 20 meters because of their complete strength, Wu Fei's mirror image was not a real life form at all, so there were no side effects at all, but Wu Fei, who had used 'Witchcraft: Time Condensation Black Slash' for the second time in a short period of time, turned more and more pale.

Seeing this, Wu Fei bit his teeth and made an extremely dangerous and crazy decision.

"Grimoi, what class is my soul of?" Wu Fei asked in the sea of knowledge while fighting with the mirror image that was rushing towards him with black flames again, without the slightest tiredness.

"The soul of the Witch Spirit Emperor is the only one, and it has a majesty comparable to heaven and earth, but now you listen to my advice, retreat immediately, and everything else will be considered in the long run! There must be another way ... The magic book knew that the method that Wu Fei came up with at this time must have nothing to do with playing with life and madness, so he immediately said resolutely.

"Tell me about the side effects." Wu Fei's tone was anxious and unquestionable, and in his hand he used the 'Revenant' shotgun to force back again.

"It will make your soul no longer complete, and the direct manifestation is that your memory will be confused and lost, or at worst, you will directly become a deformed life form or even die. It's good to say that it only takes a certain amount of time to recover and stabilize, but if it's heavy, not only will life become deformed, but even the brain and body functions will degenerate to the baby... "The Grimome couldn't resist the mandatory order of the master-servant contract, so he had no choice but to make the stakes clear.

"Once you fail, it's hard to try again, and. There has been a sacrifice, tell me what to do immediately! Wu Fei said without hesitation.

"Sacrificing part of your soul to my body, plus the high-level souls you originally harvested, is enough for you to achieve your goal." The Grimoire let out a final sigh of helplessness.

"Understood." Wu Fei's words fell, but he blocked the broken corridor with magma chains and then completely isolated himself from the mirror image, although this could only stop the mirror image for a minute at most, but it was enough for Wu Fei.

The big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals' stabbed into the ground beside him with a bang, and Wu Fei, who was wearing black armor, remained motionless.

At the same time, in Wu Fei's body, all the souls harvested by Wu Fei were pouring into the list of witchcraft opened by the magic tome like a raging wave. And Wu Fei also controlled his soul to crash headlong into the body of the magic tome, the black metal book, when his soul began to appear and his follow-up was weak.

At the moment when Wu Fei's soul came into contact with the Demon Book body, Wu Fei only felt that his soul had been separated from **, and then it was like someone had cut off his leg with a knife, even if he still had his life left, he instantly suffered the extreme pain from his soul, which was not comparable to the pain of **. Pain is merely a feeling, and if the pain comes from the 'feeling' itself. If you feel this pain for even a moment, you will never forget it.

However, when part of Wu Fei's soul was voluntarily sacrificed by Wu Fei, it was precisely because Wu Fei was voluntarily sacrificed that the part of the sacrifice was worth all the souls that were forced to be sacrificed, so when his face was as white as paper, and his body began to tremble irrepressibly. Wu Fei finally got the best solution to his current predicament.

A trace of silk began to spread out from the body of the magic book, and appeared on Wu Fei's body, which spread to Wu Fei's whole body, limbs, and even his head with Wu Fei's heart as the core.

'Bang! ’

Wu Fei's mirror image broke through Wu Fei's chain wall defenses with a deafening bang. And when the scattered magma chains scattered due to the momentum, he stabbed the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals' wrapped in black flames straight into Wu Fei's chest.

When the big knife pierced the chamber, the blade rushed out from behind, Wu Fei's body trembled under the rapid rotation of the mysterious instrument on the body of the big knife 'Wan Jiang' in the mirror hand, and slowly knelt to the ground in the blood column that spurted out from the front and back, and the black armor pieces on his body fell off from Wu Fei's body without a trace of blood, and rolled to the ground in the jingle sound, at the feet of Wu Fei's own mirror image.

In the blood spatter, he pulled out the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals', and at the same time that Wu Fei slowly fell to the side and fell into a pool of blood, he retracted the knife and turned around, stepping on the ruins all over the place and turning all the way back.

"The intensity is too high, but it's okay to give those people a mirror image that will be strengthened again later." The ethereal male voice echoed in the upper area of the spire, and his tone was full of helplessness and a little self-reproach and remorse, but at that time, he thought that Wu Fei would have some tricks to press the bottom of the box, but he didn't have time to stop the mirror image from stabbing that knife.

At the same time, Wu Fei's pupils spread out as he fell into the pool of blood turned into his own blood, and his only faint breath was interrupted after the last breath.

The body temperature begins to drop rapidly, and all physiological functions are failing in a very short time.

The lines, which had spread to 96% of the body, went from fading to nothing in an instant.

'Click, click... ’

Mirror Mirror made her way out of the most messy corridor area, and turned a corner in the echo of footsteps in the corridor that returned to dead silence, and in front of her was a staircase leading to the top of the ivory spire.

'Poof! Zizi ————'

The mirror image stopped, and a red lightning bolt crackled in his chest, and an arm like a swimming dragon burst out from behind.

In the next blink of an eye, the mirror image began to crumble and dissipate into scattered dots of light that gradually dissipated into the air with a sharp explosion and a blast of energy.

The corners of the long scarlet leather coat fluttered with the impact of the mirror explosion, and the crimson electric light crackled in the air like stripes of electric dragons, and from time to time turned into a dragon-shaped open-mouthed dragon roar, and anyone around who was touched by this red lightning all collapsed and turned into powder without the slightest stagnation!

The red lightning that was so mixed with his body sparkled the last trace of his chest through the wound and burned it at extremely high temperatures.

"I didn't expect you to stab me in just a few seconds when the soul returned to the body, and this time it will be paid back to you." Wu Fei, who felt the red lightning surging in his body, shook his hand and shook off the useless free energy attached to his arm and said, although his tone was extremely hoarse, he was also vibrant.

"But fortunately, I squeezed out a trace of the electricity of 'Witchcraft: Red Electricity' to give a shock." The arms of the long scarlet leather coat were completely decomposed by the red lightning that was a little out of control for a moment, and Wu Fei said immediately.

"I was pleasantly surprised, I didn't expect you to be willing to sacrifice part of your soul to defeat the mirror image, and now, you are qualified to enter the top level." The ethereal male voice said with a tone of surprise, as if coming from the other end of the staircase leading to the top of the spire.

"Who are you?" Wu Fei said with a sharp pain like a pinprick in his head, obviously this is what the Demon Book said, the memory is showing signs of confusion, and it is still unknown whether it has been lost.

"The confusion of memory, it seems that your successor is very blessed and fateful." The ethereal male voice said this, and its identity was almost revealed.

"You'd better not get in my way!" Wu Fei walked out of the upper area of the ivory white spire behind him, which was almost no scum left, and stepped on the final staircase to the top of the spire, and the 70 minutes with the time limit were only 20 minutes left, which also showed how hard and fateful the battle between Wu Fei and his mirror image was, after all, Wu Fei and the mirror image were completely equal in strength and even slightly inferior.

And when Wu Fei reached the last metal door leading to the top of the spire, before Wu Fei could make a move, the metal door actually shrank into the wall on its own to the sides.

In front of him, the dazzling white light made Wu Feidu temporarily blind. (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese