Entering the mirror, Ling Zhen realized that he was in an unbelievable fantasy realm at the moment

There were many scenes beyond common sense, and even he, who had been in the secret realm of the Red Refining Ruins for four years, was really shocked by the strange scenery of the cluster.

Get one’s dander up!

Just because I am in this special place, what I am stepping on under my feet is not flat land at all, but glass!

It's not flat, but it's a fantastic glass-like land.

And above the head, it is not a misty sky at all, but a mirror.

A mirror that is smooth to the extreme!

Ling Zhen stepped on the glazed earth with no end in sight in the distance, and when he raised his head, he could see the self on the mirror above, which was extremely clear.

It seems that if you just jump and stretch out your hand, you can easily touch the curtain.

Ling Zhen drew his sword out of its sheath, holding the Red Mo Sword in his hand, and his luck jumped up, and swept towards the top as quickly as he could.

But as his figure continued to improve, the height of the "mirror" was also rising rapidly, up and up.

Ling Zhen's rising speed is almost the same as the speed of the mirror lifting.

That is, no matter how Ling Zhen went up, he would never be able to touch the mirror.

The young man in the green robe tried to hand out his sword qi in the process of taking off into the air to cut the curtain, but because of the distance between them, every slash he made with Hongmo was in vain.

I didn't have the glass mirror that was extremely transparent and smooth!

Finally, he chose to give up the ascent and descend again, returning to Linmian.

After falling back to the ground, Ling Zhen began to shoot his sword towards the hated earth.

He made a thud as he delivered his sword moves to the uneven pieces of glass.

While exclaiming hoarsely, "Where is this?!" Is there anyone there?! Let Lao Tzu out! ”

After shouting as hard as he could, there were more and more fragments of glass on the ground, all of which were cut out on the spot by Ling Zhen with his strong sword qi, and they were scattered.

He still kept drawing out his sword and returning his sword, as if he wanted to cut the earth apart and open up the land in one breath.

Since the top can't be reached, then Lao Tzu will try to split the ground!

At this moment, Ling Zhen's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, thumping like a sledgehammer beating a drum.

And in the lake of his heart, a special voice sounded out of thin air, a strange voice that he had never heard before, and said: "The bitter sea is endless, and the shore is the shore, so why bother to waste your state of mind?" ”

When Ling Zhen heard this voice, he immediately stopped drawing his sword.

Buddhist?

I don't know who this voice is, at least that person is right.

Ling Zhenshi blindly handed out his sword qi ruthlessly, destroying a large amount of glazed ground, and at the same time, he also realized that his heart lake was surging, and his mental realm was shaken like never before, and the earth was spinning.

This most likely means that the "glass" under his feet at this time is very likely to be where his Dao heart is!

In this way, Ling Zhen is equivalent to self-destructive state of mind and self-destruction.

Once the glass on the ground is shattered, then there is no doubt that his fate will be a sad ending of the collapse of the Dao heart.

"Who are you? Sneaking and hiding, is it a heroic act, you have the ability to show up, and eat a few swords in this world! ”

Ling Zhen shouted at the air.

At this moment, in the heart lake, there was a completely different unfamiliar voice from just now, which sounded, and the humane said: "Don't judge heroes by success or failure, the enemy is not as good as the enemy yin, you are in the yang, the enemy is in the yin, so you will be defeated!" ”

Is this a soldier?

Ling Zhen's heart was terrified, and he didn't know who the person who made such remarks was or where he was.

Just as that person said, he is in the "yang" and the enemy is in the "yin" side, one yang and one yin, how can he have half a chance of winning?

Ling Zhen gritted his back molars fiercely, and continued to ask in a real voice, "Who are you?" What is the purpose?! If you have a kind, come out and come in front of me! See if I don't kill you all with a sword! ”

Ling Zhen was already fully prepared, as long as the moment the enemy really appeared, he would immediately sacrifice the last wisp of Yu Youcong's supreme sword qi and kill them with no lives.

At this moment, a new, completely different voice sounded in the heart lake, and the man said: "Immeasurable, unfathomable. How can the Dharma be killed? ”

Heh, this time it's a legalist?

Ling Zhen's expression was very trance-like, because of his dizziness, his body was a little difficult to completely straighten, and he was slightly crooked, but his right hand holding the sword was still very strong.

No matter how strong and mysterious the enemy is, the long sword in my hand will not be slackened.

The sword heart is stable!

For the fourth time, another completely unheard voice resounded in the heart lake, and this time the tone of the voice had a more severe tendency: "Therefore, if you love each other, you will be cured, and if you are evil, you will be chaotic, and the benefits of prosperity will be eliminated, and the harm of the next will be removed." If you die today, you will be in peace! ”

Ling Zhen was shocked by this voice, and his eyes widened.

Non-offensive and love, under the peace.

This kind of ideology...... It's the Mo family!

Buddha, soldiers, law, ink.

After these four schools, are there still Confucianism and Taoism left?!

Sure enough, inside Ling Zhenxin Lake, a fifth brand-new voice suddenly sounded.

The man's tone was extremely fast, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted angrily: "The initiator, there is no aftermath? You are already a lost dog, you can't die, and you can beat the drum to attack! ”

Confucianist!

What a damn one!

The young man in the green robe, who was dizzy, shook his arm desperately, the long sword danced unscrupulously, and scolded in his mouth: "A mouth full of benevolence and morality, a belly of male thieves and prostitutes, evil obstacles!" Scolding me for being a lost dog, what are you? Turtles with shrunken heads, rats crossing the streets! Hide in the dark and don't dare to show up, turtles and mice are a hundred times stronger than you! ”

After the fifth person was Confucian, the unique divine voice of the sixth person sounded leisurely from Ling Zhen's true heart lake: "The way of cultivating the truth is all about stealing the qi of the earth and nothingness, and stealing the power of yin and yang creation. The earth does nothing and does nothing, so that all my generations are thieves! ”

Ling Zhen only sneered when he heard this.

In an instant, a massive amount of xenomorph true qi poured into Ling Zhen's body, and there was no way to resist it at all, so he could only let the qi machine pour in, and he was unable to expel it.

The breath enters the body, and when there is a strong sense of dizziness, it makes people more and more dazzling and dizzy.

The sixth person who represented the door continued: "The first Qi, then the Qi, the one who gets it, often seems to be drunk. How does it feel when you're drunk? ”

His body shook like a drunk Ling Zhen, trying his best to stabilize his body, although he couldn't stand up straight, he no longer swayed, and responded loudly: "Drunk? Joke! No matter how much my son drinks, he has never been drunk! ”

"If a mortal breathes, he will live and die; Without breathing, there is no life or death. ”

After the sixth Rao's words sounded, Ling Zhen only felt that his heartbeat speed increased significantly, and then he could no longer breathe.

At the time of the catastrophe, the young man tried to use the "Turtle Breath Gong" that Xu Baiya taught him to resist the pain of intense suffocation.

However, just now, he somehow inhaled those true qi in his body, and at this moment he began to run wildly in the acupoints and veins in his body, and Ling Zhen had no way to use any more exercises to save himself.

His mind became more and more dizzy, and his body gradually collapsed.

The hand holding the sword was about to loosen.

Just when Ling Zhen fell into the ruins of the glazed glass, feeling that he was about to be suffocated to death like this, a young man's voice sounded from the deepest part of his heart, and the "young man" shouted hoarsely: "Don't look at the bad guys who are crazy for a while, you see who the cangs have spared, stand up!" ”

Stand up!

Stand! Rise! Come!

The three words resounded in Ling Zhen's mind like a thunderous empowerment, and their weight was extremely heavy and fierce.

As soon as these three-character mantra came out, Ling Zhen found that he had gradually regained his ability to breathe, his mind had gradually returned to clarity, and the scene in his eyes was no longer blurry, of course, he still didn't see anything else except the glazed earth.

The young man's body, which had been paralyzed and weak, regained strength and strength, and began to stand up from the ground little by little!

The good man has a straight waist.

Top, stand.