Chapter 093: Infinite Mirrors

The cliffs and streams, the blockade and siege of the flaming eagle.

This is the third level of the Sin Buddha Land, the monks of all forces have already passed, and Lin Tian's figure is slowly walking towards this side.

Although the Flame Eagle is not a high-level demon beast, it also has the strength equivalent to that of a True Self Realm cultivator, and with his cultivation of the Seven Heavens, it is indeed a little difficult to forcibly fly over.

However, Lin Tian didn't care much, he had the Blood Lotus Platform Defense Treasure in his hand, and he also had the power that had recovered to fuse.

Seeing Lin Tian who appeared near the cliff, the flaming fierce eagles hovering in the air resounded one after another, and many fierce eagles died in the hands of those monks, making these demon beasts have a strong hatred and killing intent for humans.

"Hope, we're going to merge again. ”

Stepping out of the air, Lin Tian muttered in his heart, the battle dragon qi and the Great Demon Purple Thunder True Qi fused, turning into pitch-black dragon qi enveloping the whole body, the dragon transformation was completed in an instant, and the wide dragon wings suddenly opened behind him.

The ferocity of the demon beast is terrifying, and Lin Tian's battle dragon aura is even more terrifying!

The vast aura spread from his body, the dragon wings trembled behind him, Lin Tian rose into the sky, and the several flaming eagles that rushed over were stunned and flew out by his powerful aura.

However, the mission of these fierce eagles is to protect the airspace of this cliff and heavenly stream, and more fierce eagles rush to kill, all of them are not afraid of death, and the rising flames are like a sea of fire, covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky.

For these demon beasts, Lin Tian didn't want to waste time fighting with them, his hands were sealed, the blood lotus platform appeared above his head, and the bloody light curtain blocked all the flames two or three meters away, and the whole person was wrapped in blood, like a towering mountain, all the way to knock away the fierce eagle that was blocking the front, and forcibly rushed to the opposite bank of the cliff.

The blood lotus platform was put away, the dragon state was lifted, Lin Tian regained his original appearance, and he didn't pay any attention to the angry and roaring fierce eagles in the sky behind him, he strode forward.

The land of the sinful Buddha is full of crises, the ninth mountain has crossed the past, and the monks of all forces have ushered in a new crisis.

At the end of this wasteland, a large hall of Jinluan sits in the distance, with the light of the Buddha shining brightly, ringing the bells of the Buddha's bells, and the Buddha's Sanskrit sound echoing in the ears and in the void.

"Such a magnificent Buddha hall, could it be that this is the end of the Buddha land?" The monks of all forces were all happy, and after a lot of hardships, they finally came to the end of their sufferings.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the eight monks of the Dou Sect suddenly sat cross-legged, all of them closed their eyes, folded their hands and chanted Buddhist scriptures, and tears fell from the corners of their eyes.

"What's wrong?" many people frowned, after all, this is the land of Buddha, and it has an inseparable relationship with Buddhism, and the abnormal actions of the eight monks are curious.

"Legend has it that the land of the Buddha of Sin is the place where the incarnation of the evil thoughts of the Ancestral Buddha fell, and they must have mourned for the fall of the ancient Ancestral Buddha. A monk from the Shendan Sect sighed and said.

Hearing this, everyone agreed, only to see the eight monks chanting for a while and then standing up, but they didn't explain anything to the others, and walked straight towards the shining Buddha hall.

Seeing this, everyone followed, and when they stepped on this barren wasteland, everyone suddenly found that the people around them had disappeared, and only the Buddha hall in the distance could be faintly visible.

At this time, Lin Tian also came to this wasteland, he had just seen those people walk in, but he found that all of them had disappeared, it seemed that there must be another mystery in this barren wasteland.

After hesitating for a moment, thinking that the eight monks of the Buddha Gate had also walked in, Lin Tian stepped out, and his figure disappeared into the dusty wind in the sky.

The dust was flying, blocking the view, and before Lin Tian could react, a figure appeared in front of him silently, blasting towards him with an iron fist.

The sword eyebrows were cold, Lin Tian also raised his hand and punched, and there was a loud bang, and the huge energy wave swept out, and in the blink of an eye, it was drowned in the whistling wind.

The opponent's strength seemed to be very strong, and with Lin Tian's strong martial body, he couldn't help but take two steps back, staring at it, and when he saw the face of the figure who attacked him, his face changed slightly, revealing a trace of incredulity.

This person is exactly the same as his appearance, and even his breath is exactly the same.

"Who are you?" frowning, Lin Tian asked coldly, if everything else could be faked, but the Great Demon Purple Thunder True Qi on the other party's body was unique to him Lin Tian.

"Who are you?" The other party's words and voice were exactly the same as Lin Tian's, as if they were a copy of him, or a shadow.

His eyes flickered, Lin Tian seemed to understand that the self in front of him was very likely to be the mirror image of the power in this Buddha land, and for a person, the most difficult thing was to challenge oneself and defeat oneself.

"Let's fight!"

The Great Demon Purple Thunder True Qi was surging all around, Lin Tian strode out, and the Great Demon Knife condensed out in his hand, swinging out the incomparable sword light that flashed with thunder.

"Let's fight!" The other party still responded in the same way, and even the movements were the same as Lin Tian's, and they were also slashed.

Rumble!

The two sword lights collided together, and a loud sound broke out that shook the sky, the earth shook, Lin Tian jumped up expressionlessly, and the magic knife slashed again.

The mirror image and Lin Tian's movements are exactly the same, and the methods he has, the mirror images also have, whether it is the thunderous nine heavens, or the two major Buddha seals.

Rushing in front of the mirror image, Lin Tian slashed with his right hand, and his left hand slapped out a great Zen seal, and a loud explosion like thunder rang out, he took half a step back, and the mirror image on the opposite side also took half a step back.

Everything was completely similar to him Lin Tian, and after some tentative confrontation, Lin Tian also saw some clues.

This mirror, everything can be imitated, but only the Ninety-Nine to One Method cannot be imitated, that is the supreme method created by the strongest together, no matter how mysterious the power of the Buddha Land is, how can it be imitated so real?

In other words, the mirror image has Lin Tian's power, but it doesn't have a mind as powerful as him!

Killing the mirror image again, Lin Tian slashed at the opponent's head with his palm knife, and at the same time, the mirror image also swung his palm knife and slashed at his head.

The corners of his mouth sneered, Lin Tian did not dodge or dodge, the moment the mirror palm knife slashed at his head, he closed his eyes slightly, but at this moment, he gave up resistance and controlled his body with a powerful spiritual intent.

"Poof!"

The mirrored skull was shattered, the body was shattered and dissipated like a mirror, Lin Tian stood up in the howling wind, his purple hair dancing wildly in the wind, and at the center of his eyebrows, a clearly visible knife mark overflowed with traces of blood.

The moment of Fang Cai was a choice, and the mirror image was able to exert all the magic powers he knew, and he was completely determined by cultivation, and he was almost completely unable to distinguish any victory or defeat.

However, at the moment when the two sides were fighting for life and death, the gap in spiritual power allowed Lin Tian to occupy absolute dominance, the head of the mirror image was shattered, and he himself was only a trace away from dying under the opponent's palm knife, and the time difference in the middle was almost imperceptible.

But after all, there is still a negligible time difference, so Lin Tian is alive, and the mirror image is broken.

The brave and fearless, this kind of opponent similar to a mirror image, will use the same method as the deity to fight, but after all, there is still a sequence, as long as you dare to fight for your life, life and death, in fact, in an instant.

Moving on, the main hall shrouded in the light of the Buddha is the end, and after walking a distance, the enemy reappears in front of him, the same mirror, but there are two.

The scar at the center of the eyebrows that was cut by the first mirror palm knife has been scarred, but it has left a hideous scar, and now facing the two mirror images again, Lin Tian is fearless, and his steps are not hesitant to step forward.

"Poof! poof......"

The two-handed palm knife slashed at the same time, and the two mirror images were shattered behind him, Lin Tiantou did not return, and continued to move forward with a cold face, showing knife marks on his left shoulder and left shoulder, respectively, gurgling outward with blood.

The two knives of the mirror image were themselves slashed at his head, but they were pinched for a brief moment of mental reaction, avoiding the vital point.

The first time he faced the Mirror Image, he almost had his head shattered by the Mirror Image, and the second time, he made significant progress, only to be slashed in both shoulders.

The Buddha Hall of the Golden Luan seems to have a long and distant road, one mirror image, two mirror images, and then continue to move forward, Lin Tian feels that the number of mirror images will inevitably continue to increase.

The martial body has been injured, and it will inevitably have an impact on his own combat strength, Lin Tian stopped, sat cross-legged on this wasteland, closed his eyes in the howling and rushing wind, and used the method to recover from his injuries.

I don't know how long it took, the injuries on the eyebrows and shoulders gradually healed, adjusting his state to the strongest peak, Lin Tian continued to move forward until three mirror images appeared in front of him blocking the way.

The only way to defeat the mirror image is to seize the brief moment of the mind's instinctive reaction.

Striding forward, Lin Tian waved the palm knife again, the two mirror images were smashed, he avoided the two attacks, but it was too late to avoid the third mirror image of the palm knife, there was a sharp pain in his chest, the sternum was shattered, Lin Tian's figure flew out upside down, and he took a few steps back.

Two of the three mirror images were cut into pieces, and this last mirror image came indifferently and ruthlessly again, but Lin Tian had already been hit hard, waved his hand to block, his body retreated again and again, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

Under the crisis of life and death, Lin Tian had no choice but to sacrifice the Blood Lotus Platform, and under the wrapping of the Blood Evil Power, he retreated at an extremely fast speed, until he seemed to withdraw from a certain range, and the chasing mirror image paused and suddenly dissipated behind him.

The figure sat cross-legged, and the blood lotus platform above his head surged out of surging bloody power, and Lin Tian used the method to refine it and repair the injuries of the martial body.

Facing the mirror image, it is equivalent to a challenge to himself, whether it is the Blood Lotus Terrace or the power of watching, Lin Tian does not want to borrow external strength, he wants to rely on his real strength to break through, this is a kind of tempering and training for himself, as long as he successfully breaks through, his grasp of the battle will be countless times stronger than in the past!