Chapter 990 Thousand Twenty-Five In the dark, the blade is hidden in his sleeve

When the words came out, they were loud. Although in the eyes of the outside world, Duan Lingye is still in black and white, but his image is extremely bright.

Uncle Pu couldn't tell how many times he had been angry by Duan Lingye, and this time he was not lightly angry, but in comparison, this time was not particularly damning, if it wasn't for the fact that Duan Lingye had accumulated too much anger before, he would have laughed disdainfully. This time, he was only secretly annoyed, and said, "How about over there? I'm still one step away from building a realm, and you can defeat me?"

Duan Lingye suddenly laughed and said, "I found your force field very interesting. ”

Uncle Pu felt that he was about to say something unpleasant again, and suddenly shouted, "Shut up-" As soon as he raised his hand, the surrounding void suddenly collapsed into a large hole, and Duan Lingye was in the hole, swept into it by the gray-white whirlpool.

Darkness is not smashed!

However, around Duan Lingye, a circle of light was not extinguished, and the power of the void that filled the sky around his psychic sword protection swept around him for a moment, tearing apart the space, but it could not tear through his protection.

Duan Lingye smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Ancestor, no matter how much you annoy me, at least you can't interrupt me." I repeated—"

Uncle Pu was furious, and the dark power hit over in waves, hitting around Duan Lingye, as if the waves were crashing on the shore, although it stirred up thousands of piles of snow, it was always unharmed, and only Duan Lingye's voice could be heard cold and clear.

"I have a friend whose force field law is the 'mirror', through the mirror, you can peep, absorb, reflect, all kinds of convenience, let me realize that the mirror is and powerful. I originally thought, as a palace master, you probably have similar attributes to his force field? Even if the attributes are not similar, the content should be the same. How do you know the exact opposite. ”

"Dark, no, that's a good attribute. Duan Lingye said slowly, as if he didn't see the surging power outside, "The destructive power is very great, even enough to annihilate everything fundamentally. However, the first step in this darkness is the bleakness. Since there is no light, what is the matter with the mirror?"

Uncle Pu roared angrily, "Shut up-" Suddenly, the dark power condensed and turned into a spear, the spearhead was dull, but it smelled of death and destruction.

Force Field Vision!

The Dark Void Spear condensed, instantly causing the force field to surge, and in the midst of the surging wind, the spearhead slammed into Duan Lingye.

"Broken!"

The spearhead was inserted into the protective shield at once, and the psychic treasure could not stop it. As soon as Duan Lingye turned around, the doll machine spirit appeared, holding the sword and slashing at the spear!

Click――

There was only a sound of air, and the Dark Spear was cut in two, and the sword was dim, and the doll's figure even shook and almost shattered.

Lose both!

This injury is not just the injury of something outside the body, the faces of Uncle Pu and Duan Lingye changed at the same time, Duan Lingye staggered back a few steps, Uncle Pu stood in place, but his face was white and red, red and white, obviously the blood was churning, and it was very uncomfortable.

Duan Lingye stood up and continued: "As the palace master of the Mirror Palace, isn't it strange that you don't use the advantages of the mirror, but instead refine the force field into the nemesis of the mirror?"

With such a persistent explanation, Uncle Pu was a little out of line, and the anger just now subsided, so he simply didn't say anything more, and squinted at Duan Lingye, looking at him to see if he could say death to death with his three-inch incorruptible tongue.

Of course, it is not without the factor that he has just been injured and cannot organize a sharper attack in a hurry.

No longer disturbed, Duan Lingye's voice stabilized, his breath was also calm, and he said, "To say that you first condensed the force field, and then became the palace master, and you happened to rush, but it's not right." We all know that to be the heir, it is best to be a half-step realm master. Half-step realm master, the position has not been formed, and there are convenient conditions, why not revise it? There is only one answer-"

"The cultivation you are planning to do is powerless, and what you have to deal with is actually the Palace of Mirrors!"

Uncle Pu laughed loudly, and in the laughter, the dark power around him was gathered one by one, and the spears of darkness condensed in the air, and in an instant, the spearheads were lined up, like a rain of guns and swords. Each of these spears is a weapon of death, and so many spears are arrayed, even the mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon, and they must tremble three times.

Behind the array, it was Uncle Pu's surging killing intent.

In his life, Uncle Pu had never wanted to kill someone so much. This is completely different from his playful malice before, now he only has pure killing intent in his heart, and he just wants to eliminate the person in front of him from the world immediately, leaving no trace. At this time, he even forgot to obtain the psychic seal, and just wanted to cut it in two, or a thousand or hundreds of knives.

"What a clever little brute, but you have seen through the mind of this seat. But so what? Don't you just want to be happy for a while? You poke this seat, and this seat is not happy, are you happy? This time, even if you are happy for the last time in your life, now take your little care to die. Give me—"

"Break—"

A cold shout, it was the starting gun of death.

However, this voice was not from Uncle Pu, but Duan Lingye.

At the moment before Uncle Pu was about to attack, he suddenly felt chills all over his body, and a sense of crisis arose, and the dark spear that was about to shoot was about to shoot, and it was almost blocked in front of him in the form of a pile.

Several rays of light flew from the sky, piercing through the dark world at once!

Knives, swords, throwing knives, steel forks, jade bottles...... All kinds of weapons and sundries came with a chilling potential energy. And above each treasure, there is a small person who is driving.

Psychic Treasure!

These weapons are all psychic treasures!

A psychic treasure can fight to the death with the force field vision, not to mention more than a dozen pieces?

This shot really caught Uncle Pu off guard, although he had a vision around him, but the Spear of Darkness was originally used to attack, and the defense was overstretched, and most of the more than ten psychic treasures passed through the formation in an instant, hitting Uncle Pu himself!

With a miserable scream, the dark qi rolled upside down, and quickly retracted, surrounding Uncle Pu. Except for the three zhang around him, the rest of the space instantly returned to its original state.

Duan Lingye also withdrew from the darkness, although his face was still spontaneously pale, he was radiant and arrogant.

"I said, Ancestor Pu, do you remember my name?"

"Lao Tzu's name is Duan Lingye, above all the night, darkness, and nothingness, like the sun in the sky! Your dark power field hit my hand, just like a mirror hitting your force field, it is the nemesis you have met!"

"It's just that you relied on the force field to conquer the Palace of Mirrors, which only existed in your imagination, but I really did it. You'll never have a chance. ”

Duan Lingye's voice echoed above the Mirror Palace, like a God's declaration of judgment.

After a long time, there was a loud bang in the dark field, shattered into pieces, and before it could hit the ground, it turned into green smoke and dissipated. At the same time, more than a dozen spirit treasures were also exposed, a small half suspended in the air, the light was somewhat dim, obviously competing with the dark powerless field, and also consumed a lot of energy.

The remaining half, a few fell to the ground, with no light, apparently useless.

There are a few more, on Uncle Pu.

Uncle Pu was still standing, like a scarecrow on a shooting range, and like a hedgehog, several blades stuck in him, some through the sides of his body, and some vertically down to the end of the handle. Blood was spilled all over the ground.

It may be because of the relationship between the dark and the weak field, his blood is dimmer and blacker than others.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Pu didn't die, just stared at Duan Lingye with his eyes open. The hatred in it goes without saying, and even Duan Ling looked at it all night, and he was furious.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" Duan Lingye was surprised for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "By the way, this hall has the effect of restraining souls, so even if you should have died hundreds of times, you are still alive, but you are a living dead." ”

Uncle Pu's body didn't move, and his lips didn't move slightly, like an upright corpse, but the voice came from deep in his throat: "Damn the despicable little thief...... You're just opportunistic. Give you another hundred chances, and you won't get it again. ”

Duan Lingye smiled: "I don't need a hundred times, one time is enough." This is the time. ”

Uncle Pu said hatefully: "That treasure ......"

He now knew that Duan Lingye was certainly a sharp-tongued person, but he had been talking endlessly before, just to cover up the thunderous means laid down. When he was enraged and attacked with all his strength and his defense was missing, more than a dozen treasure weapons attacked at the same time, breaking through the force field and hitting him.

In this regard, although Uncle Pu hated it, he had nothing to say, because the strength was far away, Duan Lingye might only have one chance, but he seized the opportunity, and Uncle Pu didn't see through it, so he died in his life, as it should be.

But what Uncle Pu didn't understand the most was that the treasures that attacked him were all taken out of the mirror by himself. That is, to his belonging. Even if the phantom revoked his authority later, at most he wouldn't be able to command those treasures, why would they fight back?

Moreover, the treasures he released, although they were of the highest quality, were not psychic. Treasures below the thirty-six levels cannot be naturally channeled, and the psychic seal has just appeared, and if you search all over the five worlds, you may not be able to find a real psychic treasure. The Palace of Mirrors has a rich collection, but it doesn't. Even if there is, it is hidden in the depths, and it is not something that he, the titular palace master, can use.

If it was just more than ten ordinary treasures, even if he was not prepared to attack him, it would never let him fall to such a point. But after the treasure was channeled, how much did the power double?

I don't understand why, he doesn't blink an eye.

Duan Lingye said: "Except for my name, don't you even know my force field?" As the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing your opponent is invincible, you don't know anything, so you deserve to die." Let me tell you, my position is ......"

"Psychic Force Field!"

"All the treasures in the force field will be psychic. According to the iron law of the sealer, whoever can make the treasure psychic is the owner of the treasure. So these more than ten treasures are all in my hands!"

"If you really release evil ghosts, you and evil ghosts will attack, and victory or defeat may be reversed, but what you released is a treasure weapon, but it falls into my hands, you are digging your own grave!"