Chapter 415: Curse in the Sky Female Cultivator in the Mirror

Above the blue sea, layers of frozen waves are like mirrors, reflecting Zhang Hao's figure.

And then this reflection is not an ordinary refraction, but contains a terrible mirror curse.

It can be reversed between the virtual and the real, turning the monk into a reflection in a mirror, which is an extremely terrifying and weird curse method!

For example, at this moment, Zhang Hao, who was being attacked, only felt as if his body was torn, and the mana in the dantian was eroded by a cold breath, and the consciousness in his soul gradually began to blur.

"No!"

Zhang Hao let out an angry roar and resisted desperately.

But even so, he still felt that his soul and mana were constantly draining into these mirror images.

In this world, the spirit and spirit are the foundation of the monk, and once they are completely plundered or lost, they will become like walking corpses, or even die outright!

And doing it against the spirit spirit has always been the key to the curse method!

At the same time, the reflection on the ice mirror on the sea surface becomes more and more real and smart, lifelike, as if it is about to come to life!

"This Mirror Curse is special."

On the curse altar, Lin Chen did not rush to make a move, but observed and analyzed it with cold eyes.

"The ordinary method of cursing is to start with the aura of a monk and interfere with the [qi] in the three treasures of other people's essence and spirit, so as to achieve various effects such as lower spells and curse killing."

And this mirror curse is not only against qi, but also against God. The power of the monk's soul will be ingested in the mirror, and it will also steal the consciousness and memories of the living! ”

"Zhang Hao's breath has been ingested, and it can be reversed with the same breath spell soul method, and the divine soul can be recalled by the soul dementoring method, but he still has to create a fake body to resist the opponent's key blow and escape the lock......"

In an instant, Lin Chen determined the solution, so he didn't hesitate to do it!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly there was a continuous explosion sound in the field, and the soul fire above the altar suddenly burst and exploded.

Under the glow of the dark green, one pale and illusory ghost after another appeared, densely covering the entire altar.

Then, they looked at Zhang Hao in unison, opened their mouths, and shouted in unison.

"Zhang Hao!"

"Zhang Hao!"

"Zhang Hao!"

At this moment, all the ghosts were shouting, and the voices were intertwined layer by layer, like waves of the sea, echoing in this world.

It's in - the conjuring!

Zhang Hao, whose consciousness was constantly blurring, seemed to have a very kind and familiar figure in front of him at the moment when this voice sounded, and with its continuous clarity, his consciousness began to gradually wake up!

Soon, he realized that it was Lin Chen who made a move.

"Senior Brother......

Zhang Hao reluctantly opened his eyes and said.

In order to resist the curse, he had already done his best, if Lin Chen didn't make a move, he could only try to let Shu Lao control his body again.

But there is a certain price to be paid for letting the alien control the body, not to mention that this is just an extension of time, and it can't really solve the Yuanying curse.

I have to ask Lin Chen to take action in person!

"Calm down, concentrate on yourself, and leave it to me next."

Lin Chen said lightly.

Immediately afterwards, on the altar, flesh and blood, spirit stones, and divine souls flew out one after another, and under the fusion, a soul lamp was finally formed.

The seven lamps were placed in a seven-star position and placed beside Zhang Hao.

Between the staggered lights, in mid-air, a vague image faintly appeared.

And that image began to become clearer and clearer as time passed.

In the image, it is very blurry, but it can be vaguely seen that it presents a room full of bronze mirrors.

This is...... Where is the position of the infant monk!

"The moment Shuoben traces the source and erases the breath, there will inevitably be a counterattack, but that is also the most critical moment to get rid of the lock......"

Lin Chen's eyes moved, and his fingers flicked.

Zhang Hao and him, there were two drops of heart blood on his chest, half of the mana in the dantian, and the divine soul was also divided into a trace, and they fell into the altar one after another.

Then, under the action of a dark force, two blood-colored stand-in dolls were finally formed!

"It's time......"

At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes were sharp, and he made a bold move.

The formula in his hand was pinched, and he chanted in his mouth:

"Seven Stars Chase Life, Breathe the Curse Soul Together, Edict!"

Suddenly, an invisible wave poured out, surging towards the darkness!

……

The other side.

Somewhere in the East China Sea.

On top of a fairy mountain, in a cave.

Vermilion curtains, embroidered beds, eyebrow pencils to use, bronze mirrors that fill the room, and catkins fluttering outside the window...... It's like a woman's boudoir.

However, the unique thing is that the layout of the room is not like ordinary people.

Instead, it is divided by the middle line, and the arrangement on the left and right sides is almost symmetrical, and there are even the same screen windows, as well as the willows flying outside the window.

For a while, I'm afraid that anyone who comes will not be able to tell which side is reality and which side is still a mirror image.

And the strange thing is that there are hundreds of bronze mirrors in the room.

On each mirror, the reflection is not the scene of this room, but the spirit boats that are sailing on the sea.

The bronze mirror in the center is constantly emitting a very faint streamer, shrouding each bronze mirror, as if providing some kind of power support.

At this moment, in the empty room, suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a mirror shattering.

I saw a bronze mirror in the room on the right, and cracks suddenly appeared, quickly spreading all over the body, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

But the next moment, a streamer of light appeared in the bronze mirror in the center, forcibly maintaining it.

Immediately afterwards, a clone of the divine thoughts that had already been left behind came to its side in an instant to trace the source and counterattack.

At the same time, as if alarming a certain being, a soft sigh came from the empty room, out of nowhere:

"It's interesting, someone actually broke my Dao domain projection, and it's not a certain Daoist friend yet......"

Between the words, on the bronze mirror in the center of the room, a slender figure suddenly appeared.

He was wearing a pale blue skirt, his bare feet were as flawless as white jade, and his body was tall and slender, with an indescribable charm.

Of course, the most important thing is her face, with her lips pursed, her willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and her eyes sad, as if she wanted to laugh and return her cheeks, which made people break their bowels.

She seemed to sense something, and sighed faintly.

Then, she seemed to walk up in the mirror, from far and near, and finally occupied the entire mirror.

Immediately after, she actually stretched out a hand, and then, she walked directly out of the mirror!

She stepped on the cold floor, then walked to the shattered bronze mirror, took it down, and stretched out her hand.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao's somewhat blurry face appeared on the mirror full of cracks.

Then, as if under some influence, it continued to blur, as if it were about to dissipate completely.

"Such a handsome man, and with such skills, I don't know whose girl will be harmed in the future?"

But this female cultivator didn't seem to be in a hurry, but looked at this face and sighed lightly.

Then, she gently stroked the broken mirror, as if touching Zhang Hao's face, her eyes drooped slightly, and her voice whispered:

"I don't know if such people can experience the fleeting time?"

Her tone was extremely light and light, without any murderous intent, but mixed with a touch of sorrow.

Then, the nun in the mirror placed the broken bronze mirror on the dresser and whispered to it:

"Reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, not returning, scattered flowers as promised."

She seemed to be complaining, and she seemed to be whispering, and between the words, the willow trees outside the window began to age rapidly, and the room seemed to have experienced decades of time in an instant, becoming dilapidated and vicissitudes.

"There is no word at the bottom of the flowers, and the green window is twilight in spring."

The bright light of the surrounding environment suddenly dimmed at this moment, and between the changes in the light, Zhang Hao in the mirror and the female cultivator outside the mirror became uncertain at this moment, and the shadows overlapped, as if they were slowly blending together in light and shadow.

"Wait to tell the lovesick lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred."

The temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and there was an indescribable coldness in the air, and on the bronze mirror full of cracks, Zhang Hao's face suddenly showed a touch of curvature, and his eyes were sad, as if he had come to life.

No!

To be precise, it's not coming to life, but the mirror reflecting the face of the person in front of you!

I don't know when, the face in the mirror and the face outside the mirror became exactly the same at this moment, all of them were Zhang Hao's appearance!

But her voice is more like a woman full of resentment!

"Zhang Hao" softly sang the last sentence of the incantation, his voice low and ethereal, like the last whisper in his ear before he died.

"The most important thing is that the world can't stay-"

In an instant, the green silk turned white, the jade skin turned rotten, the eyes turned cloudy from smart, and the body exuded a strong rotten atmosphere!

"Zhu, Yan, Ci, Mirror, Flower, Ci, Tree!"

As if he was desperately shouting this sentence before he died, the next moment, the "Zhang Hao" in this room suddenly changed.

Countless wrinkles appeared on the body, the eye sockets were sunken, and the skin of the face was shrunk, like dry bones in a mound, as if hundreds of years had been experienced in an instant!

After a short moment, it turned directly into a dry and rotting corpse, and the last bit of it turned to dust and drifted away with the wind!

This is a terrifying curse, cast by the Yuanying Monk, specifically targeting Shouyuan, and even simulating the legendary power of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man!

And the other side.

On the altar of the curse, a dead and silent aura of decay and decay, with the death of all things dying suddenly appeared in the field!

Any monk below the Golden Pill who comes into contact with this will probably grow old and decay in an instant, and sit down on the spot!

And Lin Chen, who was fighting against the curse, instantly became extremely solemn:

"It's now!"

(End of chapter)