Dark destroyer

Chen Feng's eyes swept, and he suddenly found that there was something wrong with him in the mirror, and he was busy looking carefully, but found that although his appearance in the mirror was correct, he was calm and serene in the mirror, and his hands were empty.

Chen Feng hurriedly looked at the broken peachwood sword in his hand, but saw that the sword was still in his hand and had not been lost.

Chen Feng felt a little strange and looked up at himself in the mirror again. I couldn't help but be stunned as far as I could see.

In the mirror, Chen Feng actually had an extra cyan sword in his hand at this moment. The entire body of the sword exuded a dark blue color, and although it looked like a physical entity, its shape was blurred.

Chen Feng lowered his head to look at the broken peachwood sword in his hand, and then looked at the dark blue sword in his hand in the mirror, and the whole person seemed to be even more confused.

Chen Feng secretly pondered, "What's the matter?" or is this mirror dazzling or is this mirror weird?'

Just when Chen Feng was suspicious, Chen Feng in the mirror had a different move from Chen Feng outside the mirror.

In the mirror, Chen Feng is holding a sword in his right hand, holding a sword trick in his left hand, and under the guidance of the sword trick, Chen Feng's figure in the mirror spreads the sword and waves it lightly, and he begins to dance the sword there.

At the beginning, Chen Feng's body moved slowly in the mirror, and his moves were extremely clear. The cyan sword moved up and down, swept left and right, and the sword moves were complicated and the posture was chic.

Outside the mirror, Chen Feng watched in the mirror in a daze, Chen Feng slowly dancing the Xuanyan sword, practicing one move at a time. As the moves change, the dance moves become quicker.

A moment later, Chen Feng flew vertically and horizontally in the mirror, the cyan sword in his hand flew around his body, and the move was so fast that only a piece of cyan sword light was left in the mirror, and in the mirror, Chen Feng was already blocked by the cyan sword and could not see his posture moves.

Outside the mirror, Chen Feng looked at it blankly, and the dark blue sword dancing in the mirror seemed to come out of the mirror to this space at this time, and more than a dozen Chen Feng danced the dark blue sword in all directions, either high or low, or wandering or splitting.

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moves are different, and they are practiced around each other. The changing moves, the flying Xuanqing sword, as if there were spiritual beings, were reflected in Chen Feng's mind, flying up and down in Chen Feng's mind, left and right.

Chen Feng's eyes seemed to have two clouds of Xuanqing sword light flashing in their pupils.

Maybe for a moment or a long time, Chen Feng suddenly put away his sword and stood in the mirror, quietly looking at Chen Feng outside the mirror.

Suddenly, Chen Feng smiled faintly in the mirror, and the cyan sword in his hand quickly slashed three times from top to bottom in the mirror, and then held the sword high and slashed vertically from the mirror.

In the mirror, after Chen Feng had done all this, the Xuanqing Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, as if the sword had dissolved into his arm.

In the mirror, Chen Feng looked out of the mirror with a smile, and Chen Feng gradually disappeared. A thin red line of flowing fire flashed out, and the red line of flowing fire quickly flowed according to the traces of Chen Feng's last swing of the sword in the mirror, and a flowing fire character appeared in the mirror.

There was a loud bang, and the mirror was divided into six pieces by the flowing fire, which instantly collapsed and scattered on the ground.

Chen Feng, who was unprepared, was shocked by the sudden shattering of the mirror, and exclaimed, "Ah!".

"This, what the hell is going on?" Chen Feng looked at the shattered into six mirrors, feeling confused and confused.

The six mirrors reflected six Chen Feng looking at him there, seemingly with joy and pleasure, making Chen Feng suspect that the six in the mirror were all living people.

At this time, Chen Feng's mind was still shining with a dark blue sword, and the dancing sword momentum was still leaping and flying in Chen Feng's mind.

Chen Feng unconsciously moved his arm, and according to the dancing sword move in his mind, the broken mahogany sword in his hand also danced.

Chen Feng's moves were slow at the beginning, and each move was almost the same as the one he practiced in the mirror.

As the sword moves danced, Chen Feng's movements became faster and faster, and the broken mahogany sword in his hand gradually blurred, forming a sword curtain under Chen Feng's dance.

Chen Feng's eyes were blank, and the moves in his hand completely followed the feeling in his mind.

Suddenly, Chen Feng let out a loud shout, and the broken peachwood sword in his hand emitted a dark blue color, and a dark blue sword light came out of Chen Feng's hand, swaying in all directions in this space.

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Zhao Hongchen put the jade pendant into the 'Heaven and Earth Xuanmen', and the milky white light filled the 'Heaven and Earth Xuanmen', and immediately wrapped Zhao Hongchen in it.

Zhao Hongchen felt that it was thick, as if an indissoluble white light was submerging him. The whole world, including the voice, disappeared in this milky light.

Zhao Hongchen felt that he had suddenly become very light, so light that it seemed as if he had flown above the nine heavens, flying quietly in the light of the sea of clouds.

'What's wrong with me?' Am I dead?' The thick white light made Zhao Hongchen unable to see everything, only feeling meditation in his mind.

Liu Wenyuan, Xiao Yi, Chen Feng, Liu Suxue, Zheng Panpan, Tanino Mucun, and Sancai Shoufu seem to have left him, and the Divine Tomb and the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen seem to have never existed, the world has turned into nothingness, and even the physical body feels dissipated, and only his own mind remains.

Zhao Hongchen felt that he was floating in the white light, with a kind of lightness, a kind of intoxication, and a kind of satisfaction that he had never felt before.

At this moment, it will become forever, Zhao Hongchen thought in his heart: "If this is the case forever, I will also be satisfied." I hope that this beauty will last for a long time.

Zhao Hongchen's soul floated in the sky, but the milky white light began to gradually dissipate. A brilliant color flashed in front of Zhao Hongchen's eyes.

As if falling from the sky, Zhao Hongchen woke up from his intoxication. An unimaginable magical world appeared in Zhao Hongchen's eyes.

It was a space of almost fifty or sixty square meters. The flowing lines of fire on the surrounding walls form countless graphic texts, wandering through the space with a red glow;

The golden walls shimmer with golden brilliance, filling the space with the solemnity peculiar to gold;

A massive, almost five adults-sized, something like a crystal floated silently in mid-air.

The red brilliance, the golden brilliance and the milky white brilliance from behind him are reflected in the crystal to refract the colorful light and shadow, which is so gorgeous and dazzling.

It is as if the colorful glass is flowing in all directions, paving this space into a mythical dream kingdom.

Zhao Hongchen stared blankly at everything that seemed to be dreamlike here, at the colors that seemed to be able to be touched, at the huge crystals that should not exist in the world. I can't tell if this is earthly or heavenly.

Just when Zhao Hongchen was dizzy and fascinated, a thin palm quietly stretched out on Zhao Hongchen's shoulder in the milky white light behind him.

Zhao Hongchen looked back in horror, and the cyan and stiff face of Gu Ye Mucun like a dead man immediately met Zhao Hongchen's eyes.

Zhao Hongchen jumped in horror, trying to break free from Gu Yemucun's palm and widen the distance between the two.