Qi Miao was startled and looked intently, only to see the real Zhong Wenwu standing in the air, with a white shirt fluttering and a relaxed and calm face. After fighting the counterfeit for so long, there was no trace of fatigue on his face.
How can it be?
Qi Miao's heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but look at Zhong Wen carefully, as if he wanted to see the flowers on this young man in white.
You must know that the life-size mirror in his hand was called "Yingtian Mirror". Once it shines on an enemy, it can create an identical mirror image, possessing almost all of the opponent's cultivation and combat power, even clothes and weapons.
They are all the same and will faithfully carry out all the orders of the mirror owner.
From a certain point of view, the effect of the mirror can be described as abnormal, and Qi Miao, who can make such magical props, can be called a genius among geniuses and a monster among monsters.
But as the inventor of the Sky Mirror, Qi Miao knew clearly that although this mirror seemed magical, it had flaws that were hard to ignore.
First of all, since it is a mirror image, although the strength is not weaker than the other party, it cannot be stronger than the original self.
Secondly, in the final analysis, the mirror image is just a form of energy. Once it leaves the mirror, it will continue to be consumed. It is destined to become weaker and weaker as time goes by. Even if you don't fight with others, sooner or later the energy will be exhausted and exhausted.
, cannot exist in the world forever.
Thirdly, the Yingtian Mirror also has strict conditions for use. The cooling CD is ridiculously long and can only be used once every seven days. In a battle, there is almost no possibility of reuse.
Therefore, objectively speaking, the seemingly magical Mirror of the Sky is, to be honest, just adding a fighting force to one's side, and its effect is far less exaggerated than it seems.
But even so, Qi Miao still didn't expect that Zhong Wen would defeat his own mirror image in such a short period of time, rendering the Mirror of Reflection completely useless.
Seeing that the proud props he invented were being cracked one by one, and even Bu Qingyun's effect of improving his cultivation was weakened for some unknown reason, this "scientific researcher" from Goddess Mountain couldn't help frowning, and his face was very ugly.
My heart was even more agitated, and I no longer had the calmness and calmness I had before.
"Your mirror is quite interesting."
At this time, Zhong Wen's eyes had also fallen on him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an indescribable smile, "I just don't know if it can be reused. Come on, make another copy and let me take a look!"
"how did you do it?"
Although Qi Miao was depressed, he still couldn't restrain his curiosity and said, "Normally, even for a practitioner of the Chaos Realm, if he wants to defeat his own mirror image, it will take at least half a day."
"Isn't this simple? That fake can only represent me a moment ago."
Zhong Wen smiled, showing two rows of neat white teeth, "But now, I am much stronger than that time, so how can he be my opponent?"
"Oh? You mean, you now can easily crush you a moment ago?"
There was a strange light in Qi Miao's eyes, and his reason told him that Zhong Wen was undoubtedly boasting, but for some reason, his intuition came to the completely opposite conclusion.
It is important to know that every intuition in the realm of chaos must have its cause and effect, and there is never any groundless theory.
"People will always make progress."
Zhong Wen tightened the sword in his hand and smiled brighter, "Is it weird?"
"Qi has lived in vain for so many years."
Qi Miao gradually regained consciousness and sneered, "I have never heard of anyone who has made such rapid progress in cultivation."
"That's because you are ignorant."
Zhong Wen smiled faintly, and the dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and appeared in front of Qi Miao with a bang. He thrust his sword straight, and the cold light pierced the air, "Didn't we see it today?"
His words really weren't just bullshit.
Under the double blessing of the Smiling Heart Sutra and the One-Qi Immortality Curse, the soul power in his body is always in a state of rapid growth. The progress is far beyond imagination. It is impossible to describe it as "getting stronger every second".
Too much.
On the other hand, although the counterfeit Zhong Wen is powerful, once he leaves Yingtianjing, his combat power will no longer increase. Instead, it will decrease slightly as time goes by. In this way, the strength of both sides will wax and wane, and they will quickly pull apart.
the gap.
After experiencing the initial temptation, Zhong Wen quickly confirmed that although the counterfeit had his own cultivation and spiritual skills, he could not imitate the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" and the lake of consciousness in his mind, and naturally could not mobilize it.
Super plug-ins such as Chaos Artifacts and Protoss Gems.
After discovering this, he felt relieved. He no longer had any scruples, and immediately turned on all his firepower, using the Six-Yuan Divine Art to its extreme, frantically absorbing the opponent's soul power.
Mirror Image Zhong Wen followed the same method and also activated his magic power to fight against him, trying to fight against his true self.
However, the attraction of the Six-Yuan Divine Art is the most subtle. Once a mutual attraction is formed, the stronger party will often completely suppress the weaker party, which can be said to be one step behind and one step behind.
The slight gap formed by the superposition of the bits of soul power that Zhong Wen had strengthened over time and the energy consumed by the counterfeit accumulated like a snowball and was quickly amplified. It actually disappeared from the sky in just a moment.
Quantitative changes turned into qualitative changes, turning into an insurmountable gap in strength.
As a result, he easily won the battle. He easily knocked the freak who looked exactly like him to the ground and crushed him hard. After a while, the energy finally ran out and turned into a little aura.
Dissipated between heaven and earth.
Facing the oncoming terrifying force, Qi Miao's eyes narrowed, and his whole body turned into a ball of green smoke with a "bang", floating dexterously into the distance, and narrowly dodged Zhong Wen's shocking sword energy.
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"Young man, what is your name?"
Qi Miao, who had gathered together again, stared at Zhong Wen's delicate face and asked word by word, "Which force does it come from?"
As a scientific researcher, Qi Miao is rarely interested in things other than the research object. The last time he took the initiative to ask a stranger for their name was ten thousand years ago.
In other words, Zhong Wen was the first person to arouse his interest in these ten thousand years, and he didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.
"My surname is Zu, and my name is the same clan name."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said casually, "I don't know what you call me."
"Ancestor? My surname is Qi, and my last name is Miao, which means...fuck!"
Qi Miao blurted out immediately, but in the middle of the words, he suddenly woke up and said, "Good boy, you are just entertaining me!"
Before he finished speaking, a five-foot-long dark weapon suddenly appeared in his hand.
It's actually a whip!
"Anyway, you will die soon under my 'soul whip'."
Qi Miao's spirit perked up, his eyes flashed fiercely, he jumped into the air, raised his soul-beating whip high, and hit Zhong Wen head and face, "What difference does it make if you know his name or not?"
"when!"
The soul-beating whip and the sword collided head-on, and a loud sound erupted. Both of them were unsteady and took a few steps back.
"Huh?"
When he was fighting hard, Zhong Wen's expression suddenly changed, and he felt something bad.
He clearly felt that the moment the soul whip hit the sword, the soul power in his body had inexplicably dropped, as if someone had cut out a piece of it with a spoon.
This weird whip seems to be able to directly cause harm to the soul of a cultivator. It can be described as extremely vicious.
Beat the soul, beat the soul, it’s well-deserved!
This person has many props and weird methods, and he also possesses the strength of the Chaos realm. It is really difficult to deal with him. He is the only powerful enemy he has ever seen in his life!
Zhong Wen stared at Qi Miao in surprise and uncertainty, feeling deeply wary and wary of the various weird props on him that looked like Tinker Bells.
etc!
Qi Miao...Qi Miao...fuck!
Isn’t the elder of the Goddess Mountain who created the Faceless Man called Qi Miao?
After a while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and finally recalled Bai Xing's description of the Presbyterian Church of Goddess Mountain. After comparing it with the man in green who liked to do research, he immediately made up his mind and no longer had any doubts about his identity. .
Qi Miao!
The father of all faceless men!
The first inventor of Goddess Mountain, a scientific research genius whose intelligence is astounding and makes ghosts and gods weep!
Just as he was deep in thought, Qi Miao had already waved the soul-beating whip again and rushed over fiercely, changing his previous style of hiding behind and making sneak attacks with props.
"when!"
The sword and the whip intersected again, and the sound was louder and more melodious than before. Zhong Wen's soul power was suddenly weakened by a large amount, as if someone had cut off a piece with a knife, and his head was very dizzy. It's uncomfortable.
"understand?"
Seeing that his face turned pale, Qi Miao raised the long whip in his hand, with a look of pride on his face, "This soul-beating whip can directly attack the soul. It won't take long before your soul will completely collapse and you will lose consciousness completely and become a human being." A walking corpse."
"Oh? So powerful?"
As Zhong Wen answered, he reached into his arms and took out a crystal white round bead. He put it into his mouth with an "Ah woo" and looked at Qi Miao with eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Then, under Qi Miao's astonished eyes, the soul power in his body suddenly increased sharply. In just ten breaths, not only did it return to its original state, but it even improved.
Looking at his piercing eyes, Qi Miao's heart skipped a beat, and her face was full of disbelief.
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