My practice narration is weird

The knife flashed past, chopping off the head.

The young soldier looked at the 'father' who was turned into powder in front of him, and then looked at the knife light that had gone away.

A feeling of surviving a disaster emerged from his heart, he swallowed his saliva and clenched the knife.

Ye Wuyou stood at the corner of the street, and he stopped.

It was meaningless.

The crushed body turned into powder, but at this moment, the 'powder' in front of him was floating bit by bit, and then slowly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition, there was a very subtle strange breath on the bodies of these figures.

This scene made Ye Wuyou's eyes slightly condensed.

Very familiar.

"Just like the man in the mirror."

[Man in the Mirror], a person leaves a reflection in front of a strange mirror, and then copies another self.

No blood, no Dharma, no soul, no human flesh and blood.

Even if the person in the mirror is crushed and defeated, as long as there is time, even if it is reduced to dust, it can gradually recover.

Immortal and indestructible.

But this person in the mirror is the weirdness of Lianchi.

Speaking of which, when the underground palace collapsed, everyone in his group came out, and the demon was also dissipated by [True or False Judgment].

Only Lianchi was missing after the search.

Ye Wuyou still felt regretful afterwards.

After all, Lianchi is a person who has lived for a thousand years. Although it is not known whether it is a human or a weirdness at the moment, there is no doubt that he knows more about weirdness than imagined.

At that time, Ye Wuyou judged that the mirror representing the weirdness was crushed and the weirdness dissipated.

The road has no distance, and the weirdness may reappear somewhere else in the future.

But no matter where it appears, [The person in the mirror] is just a person in the mirror, and Lianchi has been tied to the weirdness.

But now it seems that something is wrong.

Are these people controlled by Lianchi?

Ye Wuyou just had this thought in his mind, but then he denied it.

Because Lianchi's [Mirror Man] never copied so many objects.

Lianchi, the bald donkey, didn't have this ability at all.

In addition, these people emerged from the ground.

Just after the earthquake!

Ye Wuyou took a step forward and crushed a body that was slowly emerging.

At the same time, another figure emerged.

It was the existence that was previously reduced to dust, and at this moment it slowly condensed into a human form.

Immortal and indestructible.

But there are still subtle differences.

The condensed human figures seemed to be missing a part of the body, some lost their hands, some lost their legs, and some even had no head.

As a result, those people could only fall to the ground as soon as they emerged, unable to stand steadily, and could not pose a threat.

"It seems that the ability of [Mirror Man] is not fully exerted. After all, the ability to condense the body relies on that strange power, but this scene now..."

There are countless, even tens of thousands of "dead" figures in Yangguan.

And this is just Yangguan.

[People in the Mirror] The human figure cannot condense, but the premise is such a huge number.

What does it mean.

"Does it mean that weirdness actually has a limit?"

Just as Ye Wuyou was thinking this, the human figures that were constantly condensing in front of him suddenly paused, and then slowly dissipated like sand.

But things are not over yet. Instead, dozens of human figures with strong auras appeared.

Their faces are strangely dead and pale, but they have human demeanor, their appearance is even clearer, and the weird aura is a bit stronger.

Very different from the previous human figures.

If the human figures that suddenly appeared in Yangguan City before only looked a little like before, and their auras were not strong, like a very rough "modeling".

Then the dozens of human figures now are extremely detailed models. Throwing away the dead and pale faces, they are almost the same as real people.

The auras of those human figures are all in the middle three realms, which is above the fourth realm.

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, with a conclusion in his mind.

"Did he notice the strange limit of the [Man in the Mirror], so he stopped dispersing his strength and concentrated it on the higher realm?"

"Although he is in the middle third realm, the [Man in the Mirror] cannot use the Dharma image, which is far inferior to the real middle third realm."

But the next moment.

More than ten Dharma images of various shapes appeared behind the figure.

This scene made Ye Wuyou stunned.

Because it broke his cognition of the strange [Man in the Mirror].

The characteristics of the man in the mirror are immortality and infinite aura, but he has no soul and has lost the Dharma image.

As soon as the dozens of figures showed their Dharma images in the air, they launched an almost indiscriminate attack on the Yangguan below.

There was no hesitation at all.

But a strong and domineering sword light shattered everything, crushed the Dharma image, and crushed those bodies.

In front of the peak of the sixth realm, this group of people had no spare energy to resist.

Ye Wuyou, who was about to attack, paused, but then he immediately reminded.

"This group of people cannot be killed, they must be sealed."

A shard of ice swept through the air, sealing those broken bodies in ice crystals.

Luo Qinghan's figure stepped on the ripples and appeared beside Ye Wuyou, accompanied by words.

"Ye Wuyou, you seem to know these things very well. You have seen them before. What is this weirdness?"

"The people in the mirror, but it is not the same as what I know. They should not be able to use the Dharma image."

Yangguan is a strong pass that has experienced the test of iron and blood. The situation in the city has stabilized. Because it was discovered in time and there are several high-level practitioners to back it up, there is not much damage.

But what about other places?

Such changes seem to occur not only in Yangguan.

The voice of the Sword Sect leader is echoing in the air at this moment.

"Anyone who is in the middle three realms, come to the north tower as soon as possible."

The voice is heavy.

Dozens of figures rushed out from all directions inside Yangguan and headed towards the north tower of the city wall.

Lu Caiwei's figure was also among them.

What happened?

No one asked this question.

Because they felt everything the moment they stepped into the air.

The eyes of the middle three realms can see very far.

Outside Yangguan is Beiyuan, and above the distant Beiyuan, there are bursts of "smoke and clouds".

That is not clouds floating in the air, but dust flying all over the sky after being trampled.

Monsters.

Countless monsters.

The number of monsters that exceeded Yangguan's previous sight.

Several times, even dozens of times.

The figures of those monsters, like the "dead" that appeared in Yangguan before, were lifeless, like unconscious walking corpses, emitting a faint aura of death.

There were even several figures among them, with extremely powerful auras.

The figure of Qingmu Jiao was also among them.

The demon king of the sixth realm, and at the peak.

But now, they are just unconscious shells one after another.

Everyone was silent.

For more than a month, the "relaxed feeling" of having three six-realm masters sitting in Yangguan disappeared in an instant.

Because there were too many, so many that there was no end in sight.

Ants can still devour elephants.

The six realms are not really invincible in the world.

Figures came one after another. The people present were all the middle three realms in Yangguan, not a few, more than twenty.

But compared to the smoke and clouds like waves in the distance, it was really... pitifully few.

The old voice of the master of the Sword Sect also sounded at this moment.

"You all have seen that these beasts have actually died a long time ago, but for some reason, they appeared in this world."

"And these dead beasts are controlled by people, and they want to destroy us."

His voice was very calm. The old man was still analyzing everything calmly until now.

"There are also abnormalities in Yangguan, but we can still suppress them, but what about the rear? What about it? Is it the same as the abnormality in Yangguan?"

"The contact with the rear has been cut off, and there is no news at the moment."

"I don't know what Dayan is like now, but I think it won't be very good."

Many people's faces changed slightly.

Yangguan is the strongest and most solid barrier of Dayan. Everyone has experienced life and death and has their own combat power.

Facing the abnormalities in the city, they were in turmoil for a while.

What about the rear, the city behind...

Not to mention, they just experienced another earthquake.

No one dared to imagine what the rear would be like.

But Ye Wuyou knew that he saw all the blood through Tianyan.

These words that were so discouraging that even made people's hearts waver should not have been said, let alone by the leader of the coalition forces, the leader of the Sword Sect.

But...

This is already a desperate situation, what can't be said?

The old leader chuckled at this moment and said calmly.

"I estimated that if we really fight with these dead beasts like this, we will be the only ones who lose in the end."

"But if we retreat and let these beasts enter, then there will be nothing left of the Great Yan after Yangguan."

"If we hold on and don't retreat, according to reason, we will die here, all of us."

"And the reason is very simple. In the past countless years, there have been more dead people in the world than living people..."

Some people's faces changed.

The people here are all elites, all practitioners of great supernatural powers.

What does great supernatural power mean?

It means that even in troubled times, they can rely on their personal strength and have a high probability of survival.

The old man paused for a moment, then spoke again, his tone rising little by little, and his voice became more and more excited.

"But I don't want to reason with you now!"

"You don't need to think about what's happening in the rear, and you don't need to care. I don't know how much it will cost, and I don't know what the situation will be, but I know that no matter how much blood is shed, Da Yan will not lose."

But why?

Why won't it lose?

The old man of the Sword Sect with white eyebrows and beard suddenly laughed at this moment, but his face was ferocious and a little stubborn.

The huge pressure of the peak of the Six Realms of Heavenly Power enveloped the top of the city.

Sword cultivators are stubborn, and sword cultivators at a high level are the most stubborn guys in the world.

The leader of the Sword Sect is also like this.

He is just old, not dead, and the older he is, the more stubborn he is.

But all this stubbornness is not a bad thing here.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Will a living person lose to a dead person? There is no such reason in the world! I don't believe in such a reason either!"

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The figures dispersed, silently preparing for battle, welcoming the wave of monsters that kept rushing in.

The old sect master stood on the top of the city at this moment, talking to himself.

"I will stay here. As long as I am still here, I will not let a monster pass through."

"I said those words just now to them, as a warning. After all, it is just a coalition of various sects. I don't have the ability or the skill to capture all their hearts. Everyone has their own ambitions. There are always people who want to run away just to survive."

"It's unrealistic to expect everyone to be united and sacrifice their lives for it. I'm just a little stubborn, not a fool."

"But at least for now, they won't run away. The time may be long or short. If the situation has not changed and there has always been such a monster tide, maybe they can only support it for more than a month."

As he said, the old sect master exclaimed.

"It was not until this time that I suddenly realized that your master's approach might be right."

"Although the major sects are united, they are actually scattered from each other. After all, they come from different forces. After all, it is not as satisfying as a country with one mind."

He paused and turned around to ask.

"What do you think?"

Ye Wuyou stood behind the old man, covering his forehead and frowning.

What does he think?

He didn't have time to think.

The voice of the narrator kept making noises in my mind, with a crazy smile.

It was really crazy.

[Hehehe, you look at all this coldly. People will die when they are killed, and death will be given new meaning. The flowers watered by blood will bloom with the brightest colors]

[This group of ugly ants have done everything diligently, everything you should have done, thinking that everything is perfect, but in fact everything is under your control. Now it's your turn to pick peaches. It's really hard to accept]

[It's not enough, far from enough, a little more, when the blood seeps into the ground, the paradise will reappear in this world and be controlled by you]

[Foolish people in the world, welcome your real king]

[Ahhh]

Look, the dog thing has been going crazy.

[There is a female monster in the distance on the left front, the jade feet are beautiful, and you can't help but whet your appetite]

Hmm?

Ye Wuyou looked at it curiously and found that it was a huge millipede.

The thousand feet are human feet, and they are all women's feet.

It looks like a half-transformed monster.

Ye Wuyou's face suddenly fell.

He gathered his mind and responded to the old man.

"The monster race is actually not that powerful. We have killed ten monster kings... All the abnormalities at the moment have their roots in the end."

"I have seen this trick of resurrecting the 'dead' once. Although it is a little different, it is definitely related to the weirdness."

"But this is definitely not the work of the weird power... or it is not the weirdness alone."

How could it be possible to activate the [People in the Mirror] to this point? It is not something that humans can do at all.

What's more, those [People in the Mirror] have Dharma images.

But they have no souls.

It's really strange.

The old leader of the Sword Sect nodded. He also guessed in this direction. The weird aura on those figures did not hide from his eyes.

So he kept Ye Wuyou.

Not only because Ye Wuyou has a strange body, but more... it is also a kind of expectation.

He sighed slightly in his heart.

The master of this person in front of him always had a way at any time.

"Do you have any ideas?" The old sect master spoke slowly.

Ye Wuyou nodded. He had a rough guess in his mind, but he was not sure about the source at the moment.

He was about to speak, but the jade token trembled slightly.

Ye Wuyou took out the token, glanced at it, and then frowned.

It was a message from Li Su.

It was very simple, only two words.

[Luohe]

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Dayan Imperial City.

Just like before, the bloody scene was staged again.

The whole city was covered with golden armor, the dead and the living were mixed together, one side was flowing with blood, and the other side seemed like a killing machine that would not stop.

Some of those 'dead' were even familiar to Li Su. They were people from the imperial city before, and they were soldiers around the 'prince'.

But now they are like crazy, only caring about killing, killing without any reason.

It's like being controlled by someone.

There are really no masters in the imperial city now.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, Li Su ran away in panic with a look of astonishment, but the guards around her were getting fewer and fewer.

She didn't have much talent for cultivation, and now she was only in the second realm, and she was on drugs, so her combat power was almost zero.

Luohe, Luohe...

Her fingertips trembled, and she typed these two short words countless times before she passed them out.

She also wanted to say more things she investigated, such as the time when Luohe was opened earlier than the last time.

For example, Luohe connects to the earth veins.

For example, if you want to trace the root, you should not limit it to the present, but start investigating from a year ago.

But she didn't have this opportunity.

As the last follower fell, a blood-stained spear came towards her.

Li Su's pupils suddenly contracted, and her brain told her to move her body.

Don't panic, don't panic, after all, I am in the second realm, and the only magical power I have practiced is also the top magical power of running away in the palace.

Look at me, Lan Die, and I will move like a cloud!

With a faint aura blooming, she suddenly jumped.

But she stumbled, her left foot tripped over her right foot, and she suddenly fell to the ground on the flat ground.

Between life and death, Li Su felt that she was going to cry because of her stupidity.

She knew that she was going to be stabbed to death, like a badger stealing melons in the field.

She held her head with both hands, closed her eyes tightly, and buried her pretty face in the soil.

The expected pain did not come.

She was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes and looked forward cautiously.

Lying on the ground, she could only see a corner in front of her.

The corner of the clothes in front of her fluttered gently.

She then raised her head and looked slowly.

It was a long green gown.