Chapter Eighty-Five: Soul Fruit

"Silver Plate Spirit Mage, oh my God, that kid is actually a Silver Plate Spirit Mage!"

"Damn, I didn't expect to see the Silver Plate Spirit Mage here, and it was on a teenager. ”

However, when Leng Han urged his silver magic disk out, all the sword cultivators present were stunned, and they looked at Leng Han one by one, revealing a look of shock.

"Silver magic plate, tsk, Brother Leng Han is really hidden, he is actually a silver plate spirit mage. ”

Everyone present was surprised by Chen Tieniu, he had always wanted to stand up for Leng Han, but when he saw that Leng Han was actually a Silver Plate Spirit Mage at this moment, he knew that he had underestimated Leng Han's strength.

Because according to his observations, he could see that if the two identities of Leng Han were combined, the general late stage sword cultivation of the Soul Sword Realm would not be his opponent at all.

"Buzz ......"

And just when he was shocked that Leng Han was a Silver Plate Spirit Mage, the space in front of Leng Han suddenly distorted, and a pitch-black passage appeared in their eyes, making Ling Xingchen and the three of them show joy.

"Let's go. ”

Seeing this, Ling Xingchen did not hesitate, greeted him, and swept towards the passage, and the three cold people behind him also followed.

As the figure entered the passage, Leng Han felt that it was pitch black in front of him, but he did not show any nervousness, because he knew that once he entered the passage, the few of them would be temporarily separated, and only by breaking through the illusion they were in could they reunite.

The pitch-black picture lasted for several breaths, and finally a light flashed, and when Leng Han opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a dense wood.

As his eyes raised, Leng Han found that not far away, an indifferent young man who didn't know when he appeared was staring at him with a cold expression at the moment.

"Hmm, why does this person look so familiar?" When he found this young man, Leng Han suddenly frowned, but in the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, no wonder he was so familiar, this young man was clearly himself.

"It's such a powerful illusion that can replicate an identical me. When he was shocked in his heart, Leng Han began to take a step, looking at what the hell that "himself" was going to do, and seeing him like this, the other party also followed his example and took steps.

"Damn, even the movements and expressions are the same. Seeing the other party make the same move, Leng Han was completely surprised, but he quickly reacted, it seems that in order to break this illusion, he must first solve the "self" in front of him.

Thinking of this, Leng Han shook his palm without hesitation, and with a flash of blue light, the Dragon Soul Sword was suddenly held in his hand, and just as he summoned the Dragon Soul Sword, the "self" on the opposite side also summoned an identical Dragon Soul Sword.

"Even the sword is the same, hell, give me death!"

Seeing this, Leng Han was surprised at the same time, but also angry, stepped out, the dragon soul sword in his hand carried the sound of breaking the wind, and a sword slashed angrily at the other party, but a strange thing happened, at the same time as he slashed this sword, the other party also slashed at him at the same time.

"Bell!"

The power of the two sword qi was equal, and when the two collided, a crisp sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and at the same time, powerful spiritual power ripples swept out, shaking the two of them back three steps at the same time.

"Damn, in the middle of the Soul Sword Realm, even cultivation is the same. After stabilizing his body, Leng Han's face showed a solemn expression, if the "self" on the other side learned the same as himself, I'm afraid it would be bad.

"Tiangang Nine Swords!"

Although he could already vaguely guess, Leng Han still had to make a move, because he had no choice, and with one step, Leng Han's figure suddenly turned into a cyan giant sword and rushed into the sky.

But the strange thing happened again, and the other party also stepped out, and then turned into a cyan giant sword and rushed into the sky.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The other party's cyan giant sword turned into nine, and the cold cyan giant sword also turned into nine, a total of eighteen, eighteen cyan long swords collided, you can imagine how spectacular and wonderful it was, as the sound of gold and iron sounded again, and after it was impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser, the cold cold finally broke out.

"Wind and Thunder Shocking Sword Technique, Thor Blast!"

The Wind and Thunder Shocking Sword Technique can be said to be Leng Han's strongest trick at present, so after seeing that he couldn't win, he finally decided to use this move, and with his loud shout, not only the electric current on his Dragon Soul Sword flashed, but even his body also had a purple arc shuttling back and forth, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Wind and Thunder Shocking Sword Technique, Thor Blast!"

However, what made him vomit blood was that as soon as he cast the Wind and Thunder Shocking Sword Technique, the other party also immediately performed this trick, and the momentum and power were exactly the same.

"Die!"

But despite this, Leng Han still held the Dragon Soul Sword, carrying terrifying thunder and lightning, and swept towards the other party.

"Shh

"Bell!"

Two dragon soul swords covered with thunder and lightning slashed through the air, causing the air to explode, and when the two collided, a deafening sound of gold and iron resonated throughout the sky.

And at the same time as the sound came out, Leng Han and the other party spat blood at the same time, shot out dozens of meters away, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"Damn, I even know this wind and thunder shocking sword technique, how can I fight this. ”

Leng Han, who fell to the ground, first spit out a mouthful of blood with a painful expression, and then cursed angrily, if even the other party can do this trick, then don't think about it, he is also a first-grade peak silver plate spirit mage.

In such a situation, how can he overcome the other party?

Thinking of this, Leng Han's gaze looked at the opposite one, who was also injured, and the next moment, Leng Han's gaze suddenly stayed on the Dragon Soul Sword in the other party's hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Whether you can win or not depends on this blow. ”

Suddenly, Leng Han stood up violently, threw the dragon soul sword in his hand into the air, and with a flash of blue light, a long and vivid green dragon phantom took control of the dragon soul sword and stabbed towards the other party.

Sword Soul Imperial Sword, this is Leng Han's last means of saving his life, if the other party can also summon the Qinglong Sword Soul, then he really has no choice.

Just now he found that the dragon soul sword in the hand of "himself" on the opposite side, although the blue light flickered, but when he quietly called the little green dragon, the other party's dragon soul sword did not react. It is impossible to replicate everything in this illusion, otherwise, it would be too perverted.

As Leng Han expected, when the opponent's Dragon Soul Sword was thrown up, he didn't see the figure of Xiao Qinglong, so when the two collided, only to hear a "clang", the opponent's Dragon Soul Sword suddenly broke into pieces.

And at the moment when the Dragon Soul Sword broke, Leng Han found that the "self" on the opposite side also became blurred, and finally disappeared, but just after it disappeared, in its original place, a small tree that emitted a blue light, but only a few feet high, flashed out.

"Soul tree?"

His eyes were focused on this small tree, looking at the five green and crystal clear fruits on the tree, Leng Han was shocked at first, and then showed a look of joy.

His silver magic disk had been difficult to condense since it had been condensed into one real and one virtual, and since he heard Ling Xingchen say that once he broke the illusion, he would have the opportunity to obtain the soul fruit, he was even more looking forward to it.

Now that the soul fruit was in front of him, how could he not be happy, he believed that once these soul fruits were refined, then his second round of magic disk would be condensed, and maybe he could go further.

Thinking of this, Leng Han hurriedly stepped forward and put the five soul fruits into the Qiankun bag.

And just as the soul fruit was picked, the space around Leng Han was also rapidly distorted, and finally Leng Han found himself in a courtyard overgrown with dead grass.

And when he swept around with a curious face, the space not far from the courtyard suddenly shook, and a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"It's really a narrow road!"

However, when he saw this person's appearance clearly, Leng Han suddenly sneered, because this person was none other than Shen Qianshan, and Shen Qianshan at this moment obviously also discovered Leng Han, first in surprise, and then walked towards him with a sneer.

Seeing this scene, Leng Han knew that a fight was inevitable.