Even with his eyes closed, Luo Zheng could feel the aura emitted by the four swords.
They were the Four God-Slaying Swords!
The Buddha Emperor's Sword, which was in the lead, slashed toward Luo Zheng.
The other three swords circled around from the side, trying to trap Luo Zheng.
However, Luo Zheng was very familiar with the God-Slaying Sword Formation. How could he let himself be trapped?
Facing the attack of the Buddha Emperor's Sword, Luo Zheng advanced instead of retreating.
When he was only a foot away from the Buddha Emperor's Sword, he twisted his body like a fish and brushed past the invisible Buddha Emperor's Sword!
Just like that, the four swords were left behind by Luo Zheng!
"Whoosh!"
Luo Zheng tapped the ground lightly and rushed toward the "illusion" under the door.
Ordinary illusions could only congeal the same appearance, which was not surprising.
However, the illusion in front of him could use the God-Slaying Sword Formation. Naturally, Luo Zheng was very surprised. He wanted to figure out what this thing was.
Unexpectedly, the illusion standing in front of the door just smiled at him and then retreated behind the door.
At the same time, he heard his own voice again …
"Follow it. You have no way out …"
Hearing this voice, Luo Zheng's face darkened slightly.
Although Luo Zheng knew it was a trap, he had to follow it.
The cave behind him was connected to the black water. Not to mention whether he could deal with those "evildoers," Luo Zheng had no way to deal with those unknown things.
After pushing open the door, a gust of cold air rushed toward him.
What appeared in front of Luo Zheng was a huge ice palace!
The entire palace was built with huge blocks of ice. The dense cold air formed a milky white fog, which rushed toward Luo Zheng outside the bronze door.
In less than a breath, Luo Zheng's face was covered with frost.
The cold air spread from the outside to the inside, making him feel as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.
"What a strong cold air!"
Luo Zheng stamped his foot lightly. A surge of Taoist Connotation spread out from the soles of his feet and turned into strong flames.
"Hua!"
As the flames surged in all directions, they immediately forced away all of the glacial Qi within his body and even in the surrounding area.
At the same time, Luo Zheng once again saw the illusion of "himself" in the rolling cold air.
The phantom stood not far away and crooked its finger at Luo Zheng with a provocative look on its face. Then, it drifted into the thick cold air.
Just as the illusion moved, the lightning wings on Luo Zheng's back suddenly flapped!
"Pipa!"
Although he had no other way out, he still wanted to take down this illusion.
As the lightning wings spread out, the distance of several hundred feet was covered in an instant!
He had already locked onto this illusion. The moment he entered the milky white cold air, he grabbed at the illusion from behind.
"You still think I'm an illusion?"
When this voice was heard, the illusion Luo Zheng suddenly turned around and punched Luo Zheng's palm!
"Pu!"
As the fist and palm collided, Luo Zheng immediately sensed a huge force coming at him!
"This force …"
Luo Zheng's eyes widened slightly.
This force was actually on par with his …
Because he didn't adjust his body well and Luo Zheng wasn't prepared, he was sent flying by this punch!
After retreating several hundred feet in the air, Luo Zheng suddenly exerted his strength and pressed himself down.
"Sizzle —"
His feet left two slender scratches on the sparkling and translucent ice.
As for the "illusion Luo Zheng", it still smiled faintly at him and walked forward unhurriedly.
After this exchange, Luo Zheng's expression became even more cautious.
Among the Consummate True Gods, there were very few who could match him in strength. After incorporating the power of the Rage God, even a Quasi-sage was far inferior.
Generally speaking, the illusions he created were far inferior to the real body!
Even the illusions created by the "Soft Water Incarnation" only had forty to fifty percent of the real body's strength. As for the illusions created by the Great Purple Qi Art, although there were many of them, they usually didn't even have one-thousandth of the real body's strength.
"I'm not in an illusion now, right?" Luo Zheng asked 9527.
"No," 9527 replied.
Ever since he accidentally fell into an illusion in the Land of Reincarnation, Luo Zheng had become very vigilant.
For example, this illogical "illusion" not far away could only be born in an illusion.
But if this was an illusion, it shouldn't be able to confuse 9527.
"But that illusion gave me a very strange feeling," 9527 said again.
"How strange?" Luo Zheng asked.
"It didn't seem to be an illusion. It was you." 9527's voice had a trace of obvious confusion.
Hearing this, Luo Zheng's doubts were like a rolling fog in his heart.
After hesitating for a few steps, Luo Zheng could only bite the bullet and follow …
This huge ice palace was unknown how many miles deep it was.
After passing through layers of cold air and doors, about half an hour later, the illusionary Luo Zheng leading the way in front finally stopped.
The illusionary Luo Zheng turned his head and said to Luo Zheng lightly, "You can wait here for a while."
"Why should I listen to you!" Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows.
The illusionary Luo Zheng smiled slightly and reached out his hand. The Sumeru Ring at the tip of his finger flashed, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
"Chengying Sword?"
Luo Zheng's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
The illusionary Luo Zheng held the Chengying Sword horizontally. Whether it was habits, expressions, or actions, they were all exactly the same as Luo Zheng!
"Because I am you. You can't go wrong if you listen to yourself," the illusionary Luo Zheng said softly.
"Demon tricks!"
Anyone facing an exact replica of themselves would probably have some extreme emotions.
Now Luo Zheng somewhat agreed with 9527's words. This guy was probably really himself!
But why would there be an exact replica of himself in the Realm of the Gods?
If this person's martial arts, cultivation system, and everything else were exactly the same as his … then what was the deal with the Chengying Sword?
This sword was given to him by Old Yuan. How could there be a second one?
"Shua!"
Luo Zheng turned his hand and the Chengying Sword appeared in his hand. With a flash of light, a sword ray whizzed out!
"Heh …"
The illusionary Luo Zheng smiled slightly and also slashed out with his sword.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The two sharp sword rays collided with each other, and the part where they met mutually annihilated each other, producing a crisp sound.
"Even … the Taoist Connotation is the same." Luo Zheng's eyebrows suddenly rose.
He cultivated a lot of Shinto in his body, and the Yi Shen Sword contained a lot of Taoist energy. But this guy's sword was exactly the same.
It was enough to show that this illusionary figure had the same Godhead as Luo Zheng.
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