The demon mask flew high in the air, and everyone looked at the young man who had flown away one after another.

They all wanted to know what kind of Divine would dare to come to the Taichang Hall to offend Shao Zhengye, and they knew that they knew no less than the outside world about the various rumors about their own city lord.

Although Shao Zhengye has never entered the Demon Dao since the Su family tragedy, his name has long been rooted in people's hearts like a shadow, and even the people of the Demon Dao dare not offend the theater easily.

And this person didn't seem to take the name of Taichang Hall and the Seven Demon Young Monarchs in his eyes at all.

It's just that a look of disappointment quickly appeared in their eyes.

The demon mask swirled in the air, and then fell into Shao Zhengye's hands, and he turned his head sideways and looked through his fingers, only to see that although the demon mask on the young man's face was gone, it still did not show his true face.

He also had a thin mask of human skin, half black and half white, ugly.

Seeing that the corners of Shao Zhengye's mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes were a little cold, and the young man also hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, his sleeves flicked, and his palm changed his face with a light wipe on his face, the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.

He wiped his palms on his face one after another, and eight faces changed between just two breaths, men and women, old and young, each with its own style, all of them were the same, even if it was Yang Xian, who was so well-informed, he was very surprised.

This man's transfiguration technique is so subtle that it is unseen and unheard of.

Is he also a member of the God of Wealth Pavilion?

How many mysterious figures like him are there in the God of Wealth Pavilion?

After changing his face several times, the young man smiled evilly, calmly took out a mask from his sleeve, put it on his face, and tied a ribbon; then his sleeve shook, and he actually took out an identical emerald green flute, rotated it between the five fingers of his right hand, and laughed: "Who is the prince of Mingyu? Is he as ever-changing and unpredictable as me?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he said to himself again: "Oh, is it because of the mirror technique? I think that Mingyu Gongzi can also use the mirror technique, so you treat me as him."

"But Mingyu Gongzi is only famous for the mirror technique, not only the mirror technique, maybe he is as proficient in disguise as me? So, guess again, am I Mingyu Gongzi?"

"Maybe, maybe not",

He said crazy words, but his movements were very gentle, and he shook the flute in his hand, and then put it to his mouth, and wanted to play a song with a playful expression.

The cold star in Shao Zhengye's eyes flashed suddenly, and with a pinch of his fingers, most of the fake demon mask in his left hand was actually kneaded into iron powder;

Yang Xian and the others couldn't help but shudder.

Those who are qualified to enter the Taichang Hall know that Shao Zhengye who wears a demon mask and Shao Zhengye who takes off the demon mask are completely two people.

The latter was their lord of the city.

And the former is a big devil with a cold heart.

"Whoosh",

The figure moved instantly, and two ghost shadows came out left and right, and the gloomy aura immediately covered the young man's cage.

The young man was still not afraid, tilted his head and said: "Hey——, tsk, I'm angry, I heard that Shao Zhengye wearing a mask and Shao Zhengye showing his true face are two completely different people, and the rumors don't seem to be groundless......

He didn't finish speaking, and a strong pressure suddenly came.

Shao Zhengye stepped slowly, a pair of eyes under the mask continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, the shadows in the hall were shrouded, and the scattered candlelight on the corridor was still shaking, but the day disappeared for no reason, the darkness spread, and there were only a few faint glimmers in the four directions.

A pair of huge eyes appeared behind Shao Zhengye, and it slowly opened, and its cold and ruthless pupils made people feel creepy at a glance.

The young man felt his legs heavy in an instant, as if he had been pressed against a mountain, and it was difficult to move a single step.

"Ha, the pupil of the abyss, Shaojun's cultivation is really unfathomable",

Killing people at a glance, such as Mount Tai, such as falling into the abyss, the pupil of the abyss gets its name from this, if the person in the art is shallow, it only takes a moment or three to be crushed by this weight to break the backbone.

The emerald green flute in his hand shattered in the abyssal pupils, but he fell to one knee, his palms propped up on the ground.

The left hand was slightly hooked, and the milky white aura was re-intertwined in the body, like a huge mirror blending into it.

There are times when the world is born and destroyed, when the mirror is broken, and when the mirror is broken.

Mirror images are fragile, and if those who practice the art of mirroring encounter a foundation far beyond themselves, it will inevitably be fragmented, and this method of breaking the mirror and reuniting is to deal with this section, so that the mirror image can be reproduced infinitely.

When the realm was broken and reunited, the mirror image immediately reappeared, the young man's eyebrows were raised, and a pair of huge eyes appeared behind him, and even a few scattered candles disappeared in an instant, becoming pitch black.

Shao Zhengye's pace immediately slowed down a little, and under the forced gaze of the eyes behind the young man, the pressure on him also increased sharply.

"Huh~, the famous Abyss Pupil turns out that I will too, so isn't my cultivation as unfathomable as Shaojun?",

The young man was smug with his cheeks on his back, and the shadow behind him had already spread, quickly extending to every corner of the bedroom.

"Heh",

Knowing that he was procrastinating, Shao Zhengye sneered, raised his eyebrows, and the pressure range of the abyssal pupil expanded rapidly, spreading around with the young man as the center, and the bedroom was then shrouded in it, and the black shadow that stretched out was immediately restrained and no longer moved.

As if sensing the smell of danger, the black shadow gradually disappeared between bending and contracting.

It turned out not to be a shadow of youth, but a living entity with its own consciousness.

And its premonition was also fulfilled immediately, and two spiritual patterns appeared under the feet of Shao Zhengye, who was countered by the pupil technique reflected by the mirror, and the ghost got rid of the pressure of the abyssal pupil with a turn, and crossed the two afterimages to the bedroom door, in front of the young man, with a hook of his fingers, the aura around his body contracted and wound into a line, and the ghost light flashed and thousands of black threads burst out at the same time.

"Messy?",

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, knowing that this puppet line was as sharp as a knife blade, and it was highly poisonous, a hundred times more terrifying than Feng Demon Demon's inextricable robbery hands;

A round of mirrors quickly zoomed in, and in the blink of an eye, the young man's whole person was protected behind.

However, when the dense puppet line crossed the border, his mirror image could not hold up even for a moment, and only in the first wave of impact did not break, becoming fragments, sporadically spilled into the air.

He had to increase his aura and rush out of his internal injuries to get rid of the terrible pupil of the abyss.

"Whoosh",

"Click",

At that time, Shao Zhengye's puppet line meandered, pouring into the bedroom like a swarm of snakes, and then a black object was pulled out with a "wave" with a slight hook of his fingers.