Stride forward.

Zhuo Fan cautiously entered the passage.

Inside the passage, it was about the same as before, and there were also lights lit.

Inside is a tall and wide ancient corridor, the distance is pitch black, there is no end in sight, on both sides of the corridor, all calligraphy and painting are some mottled pictures and texts, the handwriting is ancient, blurry and illegible, it seems to be stating some ancient secrets.

Zhuo Fan walked forward slowly.

Walk very carefully.

Because of the large-scale battle just now, he was reminded that even if it was a test, he would lose his life at any time, and with Zhuo Fan's cautious temperament, he would naturally be ready for battle.

While walking, I watched the pictures and texts on both sides of the ancient corridor.

even used the magic power of "knowing the other" to restore some blurred handwriting, but many ancient characters and ancient symbols were not recognized by Zhuo Fan.

But pictures and texts alone can explain a lot of things.

Yan Huang, four elephants

Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu

Twenty-eight nakshatras

Ten heavenly stems, twelve earthly branches

Yan Huang Prison Demon Envoy

Rare, king, natural disaster, extinction

Exotic cholera...

The graphic information is not comprehensive, and there are many damages, but the more I look at Zhuo Fan, the more frightened I become.

This Yanhuang Prison Demon Envoy is really not simple, just describing these in pictures and texts makes Zhuo Fan awe-inspired.

It turns out that the place where we live has so many dangers and crises, so many demons and evils.

It is these people, passed down from generation to generation, guarded from generation to generation, and dedicated their lives again and again, so that we mortals can live and work in peace and contentment, and be peaceful forever...

At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of Xianfan and the true value of living.

Zhuo Fan admired.

At the same time, he fell into deep thought.

Everyone has their own mission and responsibilities that should be carried on their shoulders, and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

What is the mission of me, Zhuo Fan?

Can I become one of them, in this world of catastrophe and chaos in the world, can I keep peace and protect the peace of China?

Can we fight side by side, subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger together, suppress the demons and destroy the evil, even if we die, we will also set our hearts for heaven and earth, leaving a heroic righteousness to last forever?

A word of conscience.

"Can you do it?"

Recalling everything he had experienced in the past, the unsolved secrets of the white mist, the voices and faces of those who had died, the parents, girlfriends, friends, and colleagues that he had been worried about and had to protect, Zhuo Fan's gaze gradually became firm.

"I can do it!"

"I Zhuo Fan will live up to it all my life!"

At this moment, his eyes were no longer confused, full of stubborn fighting spirit, and he understood what he should do in the future.

After Mingzhi, Zhuo Fan pulled out his eyes from the gallery pictures and texts and continued to walk forward.

The ancient corridor is very long, and I don't know where the end is? What's there? But Zhuo Fan walked for a long time, still walking in this ancient corridor, as if he would never finish.

Feeling that something was wrong, Zhuo Fan stopped, his brows furrowed.

Turning his head and walking back, this walk is more than half a day, and the road still has no end.

This time, he finally figured out that his feelings had entered a labyrinth.

In the dark depths, there is a mysterious eye, always peeking at itself, revealing murderous intentions, waiting for an opportunity, seeking an opportunity.

Zhuo Fan's face instantly became solemn.

Obviously, in this level, there is a mysterious guy who wants to trap himself!

The "Zhibi" supernatural power was running at full strength, flashing with a mysterious light, looking at the surrounding space, looking for some clues.

Soon, Zhuo Fan discovered some clues.

This is a confined space, and the walls are all under some mysterious power, casting a special forbidden charm, and this kind of thing is combined to become a huge phantom array.

I see!

And he is now in the very center of this phantom array.

"How to crack?"

Zhuo Fan guessed in his heart what this level was testing.

The ability to get out of trouble?

Zhuo Fan didn't think that the layout person would be so boring.

In the previous level, the other party showed such an urgent mood, and did not hesitate to pull out the seedlings to help them grow, but also forcibly opened the inheritance.

Something is very wrong.

What's going on?

Zhuo Fan stopped, staring ahead, his expression was very solemn.

In a dark space, a huge ancient mirror slowly rose from the ground, and the mirror was pitch black, and countless demonic qi were stirring the wind and clouds, forming a huge black vortex.

He didn't blindly go over and investigate.

This sudden appearance of the mirror was strange and made him feel a sense of jealousy.

It is impossible to walk around.

The mirror blocked the passage entirely, and not only that, but the road behind it also disappeared.

Behind him is a solid stone wall.

It was like building a huge cage and locking Zhuo Fan and this mirror inside, all of this was done in an instant, and Zhuo Fan couldn't resist at all.

Zhuo Fan stared at the ancient mirror tightly.

His figure was reflected in the mirror, and his face was full of broken black cracks, and in his eyes, there were no pupils, and it was pitch black, and the expression on his face was full of cruel smiles.

"It's... What's going on? ”

Zhuo Fan looked at it with the magic power of "knowing the other".

The other party's message is displayed immediately.

Zhuo Fan

Profession: Immortal Cultivator, Spirit Warrior

Level: Tier 1 of Foundation Building, Tier 4 of Lingwu

Spirit: 0/100, 0/40

Advanced Success Rate: 50%, 70%

Magical powers: know the other, sword step

Talent: Sword and Thunder

Cultivation exercises: 0/50 in the middle of the Lingwu chapter of "Arrogant Jingwu".

Magical Exercises: "Seven Xuan Maha Sword" Intermediate Chapter 0/200

"What?"

Zhuo Fan was shocked, isn't this his own character information?

No, it's not exactly the same, two items are missing.

Special Talents: Luck, all chances plus 31% (negative effects are offended)

Available Spiritual Power: 691

"Could it be?"

Just when Zhuo Fan was in doubt, a leg suddenly stepped out of the mirror, followed by a hand, and then the entire body.

That's right!

Another Zhuo Fan walked out of the mirror, except for his facial expressions, the rest were exactly the same as himself.

"What the hell is this game of replicants?"

Zhuo Fan knew something bad.

This guy who came out of the mirror is exactly the same as his own character attributes.

Fortunately, I didn't add this available spiritual power in the previous level, otherwise there would be no room at all.

Now, with 691 spiritual power in his hand, he can still deal with a replicant.

If it doesn't work, add points, the other party is a copy, something that has been finalized.

Just as he pondered.

The other party's face was full of hideousness, and he killed himself with a blood-eyed knife.

The blood-red arc of the knife slashed down when the head was chopped.

Zhuo Fan took a sword step and disappeared in place, but in the next second, the Xianxia sword was sandwiched with the "roar" of thunder and lightning, and it roared and killed.

When he dodged again, the flying sword grazed his cheek.

Jian Gang slashed through his face, bringing out blood that flowed down his face.

Come up and kill the killer, no mercy!

And the moves used are exactly the same as Zhuo Fan's cultivation, and even in the connection of killing moves, they are even better, which makes Zhuo Fan tired.

One ring after another.

After the flying sword spun in the air for a circle, it flew back again, stabbing towards the back of Zhuo Fan's head.

And the opponent picked up the bloody eye knife again and killed it.

A face full of hideous killing intent!

"Is this really a test?"

The previous level was a bit of a bottom-line increase, and this level directly picks up the big blades to serve.

With a sword and a sword, striking back and forth, Zhuo Fan had no choice but to use the Seven Xuan Sword to escape again, turning into an afterimage and disappearing.

But the other side will obviously too.

At the same time as Zhuo Fan disappeared, a green dragon soul appeared behind him, and he slashed out the strongest sword towards a certain place in the void.

"Dragon Qi Slash!"

A green dragon void soul possessed the knife, domineering slashed out.

Zhuo Fan appeared from the void and collided head-on with the dragon qi slash.

The huge dragon shadow giant knife continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed, and he immediately added 50 points to the mid-0/50 of the Lingwu chapter of "Arrogant Jingwu".

The data changed in an instant.

"Arrogant Jingwu" Lingwu Chapter late 0/100

Available Spiritual Power: 641

"Arrogant soul, Xuanwu!"

A huge bell-shaped turtle shell appeared on Zhuo Fan's body.

Xuanhuang's light flashed, and it directly met the dragon qi slash.

"Boom!"

The dragon qi slash and the bell-shaped turtle shell were annihilated at the same time, the aura was shocking, and the gang qi was overflowing, Zhuo Fan used the powerful impact qi wave as a cover, not advancing but retreating, and instantly launched three thousand thunderbolts.

Head on!

I've been beaten passively just now, it's time for him to fight back!

Holding the Xianxia Sword horizontally in front of him, Zhuo Fan turned into a thunderbolt and disappeared.

A thunderous sound came from the air, and the replica version of Zhuo Fan had not yet stood firm in the power of the shock, and was just about to control the flying sword to resist, but he saw a mysterious blood pupil in front of him.

The expression was suffocated, the thunder flashed, and a great head flew into the sky...