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When Zhang Running heard this, his expression changed again. Zuo Feiying then smiled confidently and said, "Looks like I'm right! As I said, if I were to set up this prison, I would also place the prison ghosts in the mirror. Not only would it increase the Evil Qi, it would also be hard to detect! "
"Miss You, you are indeed knowledgeable, and you guessed correctly! Little ghost, who do you think you can fool? "Ying Feiyang praised.
"Miss You?" Zuo Feiying frowned.
"Right and left are reversed. Now that we're in the mirror, shouldn't you be called You Feiying? "
"Ha." Zuo Feiying gave a perfunctory laugh, but there was no smile on her face at all. "Your joke is not funny at all."
Just as Zuo Feiying had said, a mirror was an ordinary household item that every family would have. However, the location of its placement was very particular. If it was placed in an appropriate location, it could gather wealth and fortune, and drive away evil spirits. If it was placed in an inappropriate location, then the mirror would attract evil spirits and even become the residence of ghosts. Almost every place had stories of ghost mirrors. The stories were more or less the same. Sometimes, people were drawn into the mirror and imprisoned, or sometimes, the mirror ghost came out of the mirror and attached itself to a person, killing them.
Right now, Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying were in the first situation. The torture chamber was the place that was filled with baleful and resentful qi, and if a mirror was hung inside the torture chamber, it would become a pattern of baleful qi hidden within baleful qi. This extremely sinister and sinister place was the most suitable place for the prison ghosts to stay. Not only could it attract baleful qi from the surroundings, it could also serve as the best location for the torture chamber. Guards.
The scene of Zhang Running's torture that they saw outside the prison was actually a reflection of the mirror's light, but when they broke into the prison, they were attracted by the hanging mirror.
"Hahahahahahahaha!" Hearing Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying chatting and laughing as if there was no one else around, Hell Ghost threw his head back and laughed crazily and miserably, as if he was amused by Ying Feiyang's cold jokes. At first, it was still Zhang Running's rough male voice, but as he laughed, it changed to a shrill female voice. Along with the ear-piercing laughter, the surrounding prison disappeared, and a boundless gloomy darkness spread out.
In the darkness, Zhang Running's appearance also changed at the same time. His tall and sturdy body slowly shrank, turning into a beautiful woman with snow-white skin, red lips, and bare feet. The woman was laughing crazily at this moment, but her eyes were still as cold as ice that would never melt. "Should I say that you are smart, or should I say that you are stupid? Since you know that this is a mirror, why did you walk right into the trap? You cultivators, today, I will make sure that you can come in, but you can't go out! "
After saying that, the woman's black hair danced, and countless eyes opened in the darkness. Some were bloodthirsty, some were crazy, some were gloomy, and some were cold. They stared at Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying. With the sound of wriggling, ghosts crawled out, and countless Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying were surrounded by the army of ghosts.
When the evil ghosts saw the two of them, they roared vaguely, like flies that had seen blood. In an instant, the whole army of ghosts turned into an 'ocean', and the ghost tide surged toward the two of them from all directions. The evil ghosts that were slightly slower were even stepped on by the ghosts behind them, and became the stepping stones for other evil ghosts, allowing them to pounce on them!
The front row of evil spirits leaped up like a wave and fell like rain. They were so densely packed that they covered the dark sky. Even the remaining gap in the sky was filled. The two of them were about to be swallowed by the tide of evil spirits.
"Alas, why bother?" Ying Feiyang closed his eyes and shook his head. A swirl of Sword Qi spread out from his body. Wherever the hurricane of Sword Qi passed, the howling of ghosts stopped abruptly, and all the evil ghosts disappeared without a sound, as if they had never appeared. "Since I already know that I'm in the mirror, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are all illusions, how can a mere illusion scare me?"
"You …" The woman's pale face became even colder, and she said, "So what if you saw through the illusion? The Ghost Mirror and I are one. Without my permission, I'd like to see how you can walk out of this mirror in this darkness! "
Zuo Feiying also sighed. She shook the handle of the umbrella and said, "Since we know your intention, we won't be fooled. What's the point of being tricked by you to replace us as Hell Ghosts?"
The woman smiled and said quietly, "Is there a need for a point? Then I'll give you a point. This place is too dark, too quiet, so it's good that you two stay with me! At least, I won't be alone here. "
Although the woman's tone was soft, it hid the most repressed madness, which made people's hearts turn cold. Ying Feiyang's heart also sank. In this endless darkness, he didn't know how long he would have to stay here alone. If he had been tricked into becoming a Hell Ghost, how lonely and desperate would he have to endure?
Ying Feiyang suppressed this thought and said, "I'm afraid I can't let you do as you wish. Hmm, earlier I said that the thickness of Zhang Running's left and right hands was different from reality, so I guessed that what you saw was an illusion in the mirror. Actually, I was just talking nonsense."
Ying Feiyang said with a shy expression, "Actually, I can't really tell left from right. I even hesitated for a while to distinguish my own left and right hands, and I'm not familiar with Zhang Running either. I really don't care which arm is thicker and which is thinner. To be honest, any normal person wouldn't notice these things, right?"
A trace of blood flashed in the woman's eyes, and she asked, "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, I actually used some method to determine that you were in the mirror, and then I deduced the cause and effect, and then I noticed that the left and right were reversed. However, I still pretended that I was the one who deduced it. The reason is that I recently dealt with a few extraordinarily intelligent humans and demons, so I also wanted to pretend that I had sharp eyes, and experience the wisdom of seeing a part of a leopard and seeing the whole leopard, and that everything was under control. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net w]
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Ying Feiyang scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I really saw the flaw because the remaining power of the Celestial Master Seal in my body didn't respond to you. Although it led me to this cell, the direction was not towards you, but …" Ying Feiyang closed his eyes and held the sword horizontally. He stood still like a compass, and the tip of the sword slowly made a half circle. "… Here!"
Ying Feiyang's eyes suddenly opened, and like a flash of lightning, it lit up the night sky. At the same time, a bright sword light burst out from the sword, and split the darkness in half.
Then, a crisp sound was heard, and at the end of the sword light, a mirror appeared. The mirror was shattered by the sword light, and cracked inch by inch, revealing a path. As the mirror was broken, the calmness on the female ghost's face was also shattered, and the hidden madness completely burst out.
"Miss Zuo, let's go!" Ying Feiyang said.
"No, don't go! Don't leave me alone! " The woman's face showed pain and fear, and she shouted hoarsely, "At least, if you want to go, let my soul scatter first. I can't stand this anymore, I can't stand this loneliness anymore, I don't want to be alone anymore, please! Please destroy my soul! "
The woman screamed as if she was about to collapse. The despair was not fake, and it was heartbreaking. Ying Feiyang's heart softened, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I don't trust you. I don't know if destroying your soul is equivalent to taking over your position, I can't afford to gamble …" As he said this, he turned around and left with Zuo Feiying.
"Come back! Don't go, I'm going to kill you! Destroy me, quickly come back and destroy me! Don't leave me alone! " The woman's beautiful face was twisted, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, struggling to move forward. Her hands reached forward in vain, but they were bound by invisible chains, and it was difficult for her to take a step forward. Countless phantom ghost hands reached out from her body, trying to stop them, but before they could get close, they were turned into ashes, and not even the corners of their clothes were left …
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"Swish — —" A crack appeared on the mirror, and the figures of Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying escaped from the crack and fell directly into the cell. As soon as they landed, they heard heart-wrenching screams, which were rough and almost changed in pitch due to the pain, but still sounded somewhat familiar.
After that, Ying Feiyang, who had landed on the ground, happened to look at an ugly old man in black.
The old man was playing a flute, but his movements froze at this moment, and his ten fingers stiffened, not knowing what to do.
"Soul Refiner?" Ying Feiyang was shocked. He looked around and found Zhang Running, who was covered in wounds and on the verge of death. His expression changed, and he muttered to himself, "Oh no, the scene outside the prison is real, but it's just reflected by the mirror. The scene reflected in the mirror is an illusion, which means that Young Celestial Master Zhang is really being punished!"
The old man in front of him was a Soul Refiner, who had been using the flute to drive the Ghost Venomous Insects to gnaw on Zhang Running's soul, and was enjoying it. Just then, Ying Feiyang and Zuo Feiying appeared out of nowhere and interrupted his fun. Now that he heard Ying Feiyang call out his name, his ugly face froze, and he asked, "You? You know me? "
Ying Feiyang smiled and said, "Not only do I know you, I even killed you just now!" After saying that, he shook his wooden sword and stabbed out without warning!
The Soul Refiner's expression changed, and he turned around and thrust out the bamboo flute in his hand. The bamboo flute blocked the tip of the wooden sword, but in an instant, the bamboo flute was smashed into tiny sawdust by Ying Feiyang's sharp sword qi, and shot back at the Soul Refiner.
Seeing this, the Soul Refiner flicked his sleeve, and the dense Ghost Qi wrapped around the sawdust, but there were still many small holes on his sleeve, and he looked a little embarrassed. This move could be considered to be at a slight disadvantage.
"It's really the real thing, and it's obvious who's better!" Ying Feiyang praised, and the second strike followed. Just now in the Ghost Mirror, in order to prevent Ying Feiyang from noticing, Hell Ghost suppressed the strength of the Soul Refiner she created, and it was less than thirty percent of the original strength. She wanted Ying Feiyang to finish the battle and release her as soon as possible.
Now, facing the real Soul Refiner, the same strike was even more unexpected. The fake Soul Refiner's shoulder was injured by this strike, but the real Soul Refiner still had the strength to withstand the strike. Naturally, Ying Feiyang sighed in admiration.
Although the Soul Refiner didn't know what was going on, he had always been a vicious and merciless person, and there was no reason for him to not fight back after being hit. Ghost Qi spread out behind him like a fog, and countless torture tools suddenly appeared, and arrows shot out.
The Soul Refiner dealt with torture tools all year round, and he had a twisted love for each of them, like he loved his children. Therefore, by visualizing day and night, he could condense his True Qi into various torture tools. Although these torture tools were condensed from Ghost Qi, they retained their original strange effects, and their power didn't decrease in the slightest. Instead, they gave rise to many changes, and this was his unique skill — Hundred Punishments, a Thousand Punishments.
"But their fighting habits are exactly the same!" Ying Feiyang spat out a second sentence. Although the real Soul Refiner's cultivation wasn't low, he spent most of his time torturing people in the torture room. After all, he didn't have much combat experience, so when he was attacked, he would instinctively retreat, and then use his unique skill to force his opponent to retreat. This was completely the same as the fake.
As he spoke, Ying Feiyang didn't stop moving. He didn't dodge, nor did he use his sword to block the torture tools. Instead, the sword light condensed into a single beam, and he charged forward fearlessly.
"Is this strange kid from some family? Has his master been killed by me? Does he want to die together with me? " The Soul Refiner didn't know what kind of deep hatred this strange-looking young man had for him to ignore his Hundred Punishments, and he panicked a little. At this time, a red umbrella opened up first, blocking between the two of them. The thin red umbrella was like an air shield, reflecting all the torture tools.
"This is — the Beautiful Silk Umbrella of the Myriad Heavenly Palace?" The Soul Refiner saw some clues, but before he could think carefully, he saw the red umbrella close, and the murderous intent behind it suddenly appeared. There was a flash of cold light, and a sword light shot out from behind the umbrella like a viper's tongue. The sword pierced through the Soul Refiner's throat cleanly.
"Who the hell are you?" The Soul Refiner's eyes were wide open, but his pierced vocal cords could only let out some unclear sounds. The Soul Refiner, who could always force the answers he needed out of the mouths of others, couldn't answer the last question he had before his death. Then, Ying Feiyang pulled out his sword. Blood gushed out from his throat like a fountain, and then dissipated.
Ying Feiyang, on the other hand, turned around, sheathed his sword, and opened his umbrella. Then, he retreated gracefully and stood beside Zuo Feiying. The red umbrella he opened happened to block the blood rain for her. The blood rain, the red umbrella, and the beautiful woman. The terrifying torture chamber formed a poignant but beautiful picture.
"Miss Zuo, thank you for your umbrella." When the blood rain had dissipated, Ying Feiyang handed the umbrella back. Although there was a difference between the real and the fake, this was the second time the two of them had worked together against a Soul Refiner Envoy. After the first time, the two astonishingly talented youths were able to cooperate seamlessly. Although the real Soul Refiner Envoy was several times stronger, it only lasted two moves against the two of them before it died in a daze.
"You're welcome. Speaking of which, don't be careless again!" Zuo Feiying warned as she put away the umbrella.
"Of course." Ying Feiyang handed over the umbrella, and suddenly turned around. Ling Xiao Sword School's Zhenwu Devil-Rinsing Sword whistled out, and with a majestic aura of slaying demons and ghosts, it slashed at the Soul Refiner's soul, who was trying to escape from his body.
When a cultivator of the Path of Hell left his body, he wasn't dead as long as his soul wasn't destroyed. Ying Feiyang had made the first mistake, so how could he not check this time? With one slash, he would end the Soul Refiner's sinful life!
But at this moment, there was a sound of a mirror breaking. A cold wind swirled in the torture chamber, and the Soul Refiner's soul was involuntarily swept up!
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