The scattered soul power in Hu Menglin's spiritual sea was completely defeated, and that power did not stop, directly turning into a silk thread like a poisonous snake, stabbing at Hu Menglin's soul. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hu Menglin no longer paid attention to these "poisonous snakes", and instead pulled his hand towards the sharp blade around his neck. But suddenly I heard a laugh from behind me, "Boy, don't be busy in vain, if you don't want to find the treasure from your shell, the three swords of heaven, earth and man will all be pierced into it!"

Hu Menglin couldn't care about drawing his sword anymore, hurriedly held the gun in his hand, and turned to face the woman with the green sword in his left hand and the red sword in his right hand.

Where the woman with an extremely beautiful face stood, smiling like a flower, she didn't mean to attack in a hurry.

Hu Menglin didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pretending to be in pain and struggling, and the spear suddenly shot out, flying towards the woman, without hesitation and pity at all. The woman didn't seem to expect that Hu Menglin could fight back, and hurriedly used her sword to hit Hu Menglin's spear, but it had no effect at all, the spear rushed directly into his body, and the black and golden light raged in his body.

The woman's hair suddenly turned yellow, and her body immediately became thinner, but there was a sudden laughter from the audience, "Don't waste your efforts, you can't hurt me at all!"

Hu Menglin looked at it, and the face of the thin woman who was in the audience just now suddenly became bewitching, as if the two women on and off the stage had changed positions.

What's going on, the soul and body can be transferred between these two people! Impossible, time and space are completely closed in this ring, and it is impossible to break through the time and space transfer, is this person having many doppelgangers! It is also impossible, what is going on!

If you hit the one on the stage, the one off the stage won't be hurt, and the one on and off the stage can actually be converted, is it a racial ability?

Thinking of this, Hu Menglin suddenly realized a problem, even if the other party would not be injured, it was impossible for his weapon to be transferred!

The spear in his hand stirred violently, threw the dead corpse on the stage, and then stepped on it, snatched the two swords in his hand, and threw it directly into the jade belt around his waist, and then kicked the dead corpse off the stage with one kick!

In the blink of an eye, Hu Menglin was left on the stage. However, this time, Hu Menglin didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and in case the other party appeared again, he didn't even pull out the white long sword around his neck.

Sure enough, as soon as Hu Menglin approached the edge of the stage, a figure suddenly protruded from the ground, and a black light pierced from Hu Menglin's feet.

Hu Menglin's body was suddenly extremely soft, and he circled it like a streamer a few times, and even flashed the black light, and then stepped on it with one foot.

Snatch the sword again and kick its corpse off the stage.

Hu Menglin suddenly understood that the other party was not immortal, she had left her clone on the stage from the beginning, each of them had the soul of the body, but the strength was different, such as this shadow-like soul, which was very suitable for sneak attacks, but one hit missed, and there was no means of resistance at all.

After killing a few more, the woman in the audience who had been smiling turned pale, waved her hand, and motioned for a man next to her to come over.

The two whispered a few words, and the man turned and ran towards the stands, apparently the woman had the idea of retreating. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter on the stage, "Okay! You said yes, but now you actually say no, life and death, life and death, what was the name of the first person who was afraid of death? But I didn't force you to tie you up, the quota for promotion to the higher plane in the Abyss Realm this time has been cancelled, you can go wherever you like!"

Hu Menglin was thinking in his heart, and suddenly felt that the "beautiful girl" in the audience jumped on the stage all of a sudden, and at the same time he felt a gust of wind above his head, and he turned his head sharply, but he heard a "click" sound on his shoulder. A huge silver pestle smashed on his left shoulder, causing Hu Menglin to scream in pain.

Hu Menglin, who collapsed half of his body, no longer had the agility he had at the beginning. Suddenly, six figures appeared on the stage.

"Hu Menglin, before I die, let you understand that what I said is true, and it is not illusory. Because it's true, it's misleading you. Remember, I am also one of the dream demons who was relegated to the mirror realm, and my doppelganger is a multi-headed monster in the abyss realm, and I have a total of six heads, that is, six bodies and souls. With the addition of my mirror clones, there are twelve of them, and now, let's send you on your way!"

Hu Menglin, who was unable to move, had no choice but to use the impenetrable "Sword of Spring", and at the same time run Aoki to make a decision, constantly delaying time, trying to recover the collapsed left arm in the midst of vitality.

The other party's six bodies are like one person, and the six long swords are dazzling, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will get a wound on your body.

Now Hu Menglin has a rope tied to his body, a white sword stuck in his neck, and half of his body is not easy to use. That silver pestle is hidden somewhere, and it may give Hu Menglin a visit at any time!

Fortunately, this mirror demon is not good at martial arts, and although his swordsmanship is exquisite, he does not effectively integrate various avenues. For a while, under Hu Menglin's "Sword of Spring", he failed to break through.

Gradually, the six people began to spin faster, turning like a marquee, and for a while they were like one person, I don't know if it was because of the speed, or if they really merged into one. The six-colored sword branch shimmered with colorful light, and from time to time smashed on Hu Menglin's spear, and there was a piercing sound.

Hu Menglin's mind suddenly heard the voice of the old staff spirit, "Boy, quickly pull out the long sword around your neck and throw it into your belt, otherwise it will break!"

Hu Menglin trusted the old staff spirit very much, and the hand holding the spear suddenly stood on the ground, quickly pulled out the white sword around his neck, and before he could throw it into his belt, he suddenly felt a shock of the long sword in his hand, and quickly turned into a pile of white liquid, wrapping Hu Menglin's right hand.

No matter how calm Hu Menglin was, he was a little panicked! He shouted, and the spirit of the oil lamp in his vest suddenly jumped out, and a flash of fire enveloped the white liquid. In the middle of the spear, Jin Lian quickly controlled the spear to draw a circle around Hu Menglin, and knocked six long swords that pierced Hu Menglin's various parts.

The liquid had turned into a silver nugget, solidifying Hu Menglin's right palm in one place. And the spirit of the oil lamp was quickly scorched, and for a moment, the silver liquid actually let out a mournful cry, like a wounded girl!

The palm of his hand suddenly softened, Hu Menglin picked up the spear, and the sword of spring reversed and swung away, first the sky was full of wind and drizzle, and then gradually the rain was cold and wet, and gradually "the heaven and the earth were cold", and for a while, the scene of the white land actually appeared.

Hu Menglin was like crazy, ignoring the jumping flames and boiling silver liquid in his hands, and even more ignoring the smell of meat, like a dancer, dancing in the ring alone and persistently, pieces of snowflakes actually fell from the sky, and gradually the storm blew, more and more cold ice appeared, and the six figures who were still attacking at the beginning gradually became inflexible, and when the sky was cold, they actually solidified into sculptures!

The fire on Hu Menglin's hand gradually extinguished, and on its right palm, a silver glove covering the arm appeared, constantly changing shape, and seemed to be connected to the vest. Apparently this is the Spirit of the Oil Lamp doing something!

Hu Menglin's spiritual power suddenly burst out, and another storm blew on the stage, and for a while, the six ice sculptures opposite made a squeaky sound, as if the house in disrepair was blown by the wind and was crumbling.

"Hu Menglin is about to wake up, Hu Menglin is about to wake up!" Hu Menglin suddenly heard a thunderclap in his mind, which instantly shocked Hu Menglin a little dizzy. He suddenly felt a piercing pain in his hand, and when he looked closely, the silver gloves were connected to the bones!

The spirit of the oil lamp suddenly appeared in Hu Menglin's mind, "There is no danger, the spirit of the silver sword has been subdued by me, it said that the spirit of the dream demon has a total of twelve bodies counting the body, and we have destroyed ten of them, by the way, the silver sword and the silver pestle in the sky are also incarnated by the body! You see, this is one of the mirror doppelgangers of the spirit of the dream demon!"

Hu Menglin looked closely, and a silver-clad girl flashed out behind the Spirit of the Oil Lamp, and there was still horror on her face, "Master, I'm the only one left, and the seven outside are all frozen to death by you!"

The rope on Hu Menglin's body suddenly fell off, and Hu Menglin looked around, and the silver pestle in the sky had already fallen to the ground, and the light was gone. No one would have thought that this sword and pestle were actually transformed by the body?

Picking up these artifacts, Hu Menglin saw that there was no space ring or anything like that on the other party's body, and understood that in addition to these weapons, it was estimated that the rest of the land would have been handed over to others a long time ago!

Piercing the ice sculpture to see if there was no artifact like soul defense, Hu Menglin simply jumped off the stage.

After all, this dream demon has actually become a captive of the spirit of the oil lamp!

There are tens of millions of opportunities in life, and no one can imagine that those who seem to be dead may continue to live well in a different form!

When he returned to his residence, Hu Menglin saw no one and began to comprehend the Four Seasons Sword Technique.

On the hill outside the east gate, I don't know when a huge palace will be erected. Looking at the fact that there is no sign at the temple gate, it is clear that the owner of this place has not gone crazy enough to show off his identity at will.

There are still many trialists who want to worship the sect outside the door. The servants leaning against the huge stone pillars on the side of the door looked lazily at the whispering crowd, neither enthusiastic nor indifferent. In his mouth, he repeated those few words, obviously coping with an errand!

Suddenly, several strange beasts ran down the mountain, leaping through the air and disappearing into the open gate in an instant.

In the side hall, several women are holding the "Golden Dragon Jade Pillar Cup" and persuading several young people to drink.

"Brothers, the official news of the competition will arrive soon, although I saw it in the mirror just now, but after all, it is not very clear, and everyone is arguing endlessly, and it is not interesting. The six brothers at the scene came back and saw what they had to say, "What kind of marksmanship did this Hu Menglin use this time?"

"Hahaha, everyone is here, we are non-stop, if it weren't for the fact that time and space travel is not allowed in the city, I would have arrived a long time ago, this game is not exciting, but that Hu Menglin has made some mistakes, which is strange!" Six equally handsome teenagers walked in outside the door, the leader's personality was very rough, and he arrived before he arrived!