This is what cultivating immortals is like

In a golden and red world, nine copper pillars support a nine-story fire tower.

Countless golden fire crows flutter their wings, and the furnace burns the heaven and earth, tormenting all things. Even the copper ribs and iron bones will turn into molten iron after entering this place, and they will not be able to last for a while.

The fire crows collided with each other like giant hammers. Lu Bei's teeth shook, his whole body was numb, and he felt his soul trembling with it.

Qin Fangtian held up the Taoist robe that was neither green nor green. He once said that it was impervious to water and fire and invulnerable to all attacks. However, after only half a cup of tea, it had already turned black and was burnt and pungent. Unbearable.

Bad news, caught in a trap.

Good news, the body of the Immortal Sword was scorched by the heat wave, and its experience soared.

Pain and happiness.

After growing up from being beaten several times in a row, Lu Bei became accustomed to the method of sword cultivation and upgrading. Even if he came here, he was not in a hurry to find an exit. He lay on the ground and polished the sword body.

After a while, I turned over to prevent one side from getting burnt and the other side not yet tasting the food.

Immortal cultivation may not be like this, but sword cultivation is really like this. The Immortal Sword Code comes from the Sutra of Abandonment. How can an invincible being say nonsense? Just practice like this, and there will be nothing wrong.

Another half cup of tea was over. Lu Bei's immortal sword upgraded two levels in a row. The heat of the golden flame reached its upper limit and was unable to continue to forge immortality. The fire crows went on and on, unable to cause any harm to him, let alone deliver experience steadily.

Lu Bei took a deep breath of hot air, exhaled golden flames from his mouth and nose, and looked around intently, the white light surrounding his fist buzzed and trembled.

The sword body was upgraded, and the power of vibration it carried was increased to a higher level. There was no need for him to dig hard. As long as he thought of the word "shock" in his mind, a steady stream of strange power would be generated on its own.

Not as good as supernatural powers, but better than magical powers.

But with the sound of a sword, the violent golden light shattered the nine-story fire tower, and a huge and turbulent wave of air burst out, compressing the nine copper pillars and bending them.

The flame array collapsed, the space trembled endlessly, and there was an overwhelmed wailing sound.

Space cracks spread out along the vertical and horizontal lines of golden light, densely packed, like thunder snakes running all over the sky when lightning strikes.

Lu Bei broke through the formation with one punch, his momentum continued, and he directly bombarded the sky-high bronze mirror in front of him.

The fist touched the mirror and time stopped instantly.

The next second, the boundless vibrating power suddenly spread out like a wave. With the fist as the center, the rippling water distorted the metal bronze mirror. Waves like tsunamis swept in all directions, overwhelming the sky and the earth, surging wildly to cleanse the world.

Under the chain reaction, a tsunami followed the bronze mirrors, and the sea rippled, causing the entire space to become a mess.

Click!

boom----

White light bloomed, the huge bronze mirror as high as the sky shattered, and the world fell apart.

…

In the four directions of the world, bronze mirrors stand tall, refracting the halo of white light, affecting perception and interfering with the soul like an illusion.

More than a dozen figures were scattered around fighting each other. Two people formed a pair, neither more nor less. If you look closely, you will find that the two people fighting in each group are the same from appearance to body shape.

Water Moon Observation Mirror.

Ji Chen's magic weapon for cultivating both life and life, the sky is hidden in the mirror, and it can evolve into an independent space. It can be used in conjunction with the formation method and has endless magical uses.

There are also mirror projections that can refract opponents and create powerful magical powers for one's own use. Regardless of single combat or group battles, Ji Chen has strange and unpredictable power, allowing Ji Chen to occupy a place among many strong people in the tribulation period.

At this moment, the monks on Wu Zhou's side, including Zhu Xiushi, each had a clone, fighting fiercely with their own projection.

However, although the Water and Moon Observation Mirror is powerful, it is not without any limitations. Looking at several battlefields, Zhu Dao stood out the most, pressing his own projection and rubbing it desperately.

With a common and unique method, Zhu Miao can achieve 150% of the success of projection, and based on this theory, the Water Moon Observation Mirror can copy Zhu Miao, but it cannot copy his martial arts talent.

"Overwhelm all directions!"

"Overwhelm all directions!"

Two loud shouts sounded at the same time, a terrifying and tyrannical force suddenly erupted, and the projected body shot out like a cannonball. The person was intercepted by Zhu Miao in mid-air, and tragically torn into two pieces.

After killing his own clone projection, Zhu Dao looked intently into the air. It was easy to kill the fake thing, but there was no fun in winning. He just wanted to learn Ji Chen's clever tricks. Even if he lost, he could broaden his horizons.

Before he could move, a twisted light and shadow stepped out of the mirror, and it was him again.

Zhu Dao secretly thought that it was bad luck, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, clenched his arms into fists, and stepped forward with a dragon and tiger step.

The newly born projection wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, put one arm under his abdomen, and struck with his hands, creating the three seals of the Emperor.

In the battlefield, there were people like Zhu Yao who suppressed their own projections and beat them up, and there were people who were evenly matched with the projections. Naturally, there were also people who were beaten by the projection clones and were in a hurry, and were once at a disadvantage and unable to parry.

Zhao Shiran.

After all, Elder Zhao suffered the loss of inexperience. She guarded the small dark room and practiced dual cultivation like a otaku. Her magic power level had improved, but her vision, consciousness, and thinking were still innate. She couldn't replicate the Taifu's skills. Fu once had a brilliant record.

Unlike She Zhang, who was taken out for a walk by Lu Bei from time to time, and assisted by the golden-scaled snake, he rarely suffered losses when fighting with others.

The strong wind howls and the cold wind rolls across the ground.

Zhao Shiran stood on the ice field with his sword in hand, covering his face with his bare hands and coughing up some bright red ice chips.

Opposite her, a figure identical to hers stood proudly holding a sword, with a cold face, releasing endless cold energy wantonly.

The projection seemed to be unable to speak, and her eyes were rigid and without aura. She stepped forward step by step, forcing Zhao Shiran to retreat continuously. With each step forward, the momentum around her body soared. After ten steps, the cold air froze to the bone, freezing Zhao Shiran and unable to move. .

What the projection can do, Zhao Shiran can naturally do it, and can even use martial arts will to perform it perfectly like Zhu Dao, but she is obviously not able to do it now because she lacks actual combat experience.

In other words, it lacks the beatings of the immortal world.

There was a crisp sound.

Projection lowered his head in astonishment, looked at the fist emerging from his chest, and turned his head stiffly.

At this moment, a big hand clasped her slender neck, and her fingers contracted ruthlessly, snapping into two pieces.

White light bloomed, and the projection disappeared into ashes.

Lu Bei clapped his hands, stepped forward to shatter the ice in front of him, and fished Zhao Shiran out of the ice wall. When he saw her lowering her head and coughing up blood, he couldn't bear it. He raised his hand to calm her chest.

Elder Zhao's face turned green, and his injuries were intact in an instant. Seeing this scene, he jumped out of Lu Bei's arms in fright.

In broad daylight, maybe there are still people watching, how graceful is the skin-to-skin contact between men and women, at least...

At least go back inside and turn off the lights.

"How's it going? Does it still hurt?"

Lu Bei secretly thought that it was outrageous. He didn't know what kind of magic weapon Qi Yan's Ji had used. As soon as he came out, he saw Elder Zhao beating Elder Zhao. It was really hateful. If he had the ability, he would beat the Taifu instead.

My neck hurts, my chest hurts, my whole body hurts.

Zhao Shiran shook his head slightly and felt a chill on the back of his neck. When it was frozen, he could see clearly that Lu Bei punched the projection through the chest, broke the neck, and finally scattered the ashes.

Because the projection was the same as hers, it was as if she saw herself being beaten and killed.

It hurts to look at it.

While the two were talking, two projections came out, a pair of beautiful men and women, which made Zhao Shiran happy to see them.

Lu Bei and Zhao Shiran, projected by the Water Moon Observation Mirror, walk side by side, and they do look a bit like a couple.

boom! ! !

The golden light traveled across the ground, and the golden boy and girl ascended to heaven where they stood.

Lu Bei blew his fist, and next to him was Zhao Shiran, whose eyelids were twitching. It was so miserable. It felt like it was not just the projection that was killed, but her destiny.

"Elder Zhao, Qi Yan's tribulation stage has appeared, and there will be more in the future. This place is no longer safe. Why don't you come in and sit for a while." Lu Bei stretched out his hand and asked Zhao Shiran to go into the small dark room for safety.

Zhao Shiran hesitated for a moment and saw two more projections forming on the side, and tightened the Wenyuan Sword in his hand.

She also wanted to struggle.

It is a good thing to be motivated and worthy of encouragement, but it is not a reasonable time now. Lu Bei thought for a while, slapped a golden bell on his chest, and integrated it directly into his body.

Leaving an escape route, Lu Bei transformed into golden light and disappeared on the spot. He paused briefly in front of his own projection, clasped the pretty face with his five fingers and led him away.

On the spot, Zhao Shiran attacked the projection with his sword. The latter raised his hand and slapped his chest, and the golden bell-shaped light shield blurred, blocking the cold light.

…

In a mirror world, two figures are fighting each other. Thousands of threads in the dust are like mist, stirring up the five elements of Taoism. Suddenly, yin and yang become blades, cutting off the light and shadow of swords.

The two figures are Zhu Xiushi and her projection clone. Their methods are average and their abilities are the same. It is impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

"Bastard servant, you and I are old acquaintances. I know exactly what methods you have and how powerful you are."

Ji Chen's figure is hazy, like the moon in the water or the flowers in the mirror. It doesn't seem real: "It's not good to be secretive. Are you waiting for the person behind you to show up, or are you waiting for the person behind me, sister, to show up?"

After saying this, Ji Chen's eyes flashed.

The projection clone is controlled by her, and the whisk raises thousands of strands, interspersing the space to freeze the world. Zhu Xiushi recognized this method, and calmly took out a Bagua mirror and used the thunder escape method to scatter thousands of threads.

Suddenly, the projected figure twisted, and its plumpness turned into thin slices. The blade of Yin and Yang suddenly charged and locked onto Zhu Xiushi's soul, leaving him unable to escape.

The figures intertwined, the projection shattered and disappeared, Zhu Xiushi's eyebrows were stained with blood, several red lines were cut across his limbs, and his clothes were torn, as if his whole person had been cut into several sections.

Injured by his own moves, Zhu Xiushi felt angry and looked at Ji Chen with a sneer: "You used my magical power to deal with me. Do you really think it was like last time and I was not prepared at all?"

Before the words could be spoken, the red blood flowed back into the body, and the scars were instantly repaired, leaving no scar on the white and greasy skin.

It's a pity that the Taoist robe has not been repaired. At this moment, spring appears, and a large piece of white jade is revealed at every move, adding a touch of temptation, making her temperament more seductive.

"It doesn't hurt to be prepared, but it's just a projection, as much as you need."

Ji Chen smiled faintly, waved his hand, and another projection came out, perfectly replicating Zhu Xiushi at this moment, even the cut marks on the Taoist robe were exactly the same.

"After all, it is a virtual image. Holding the moon in the water cannot become real."

"That's enough for you."

The two women looked at each other with disapproval in their eyes. Ji Chen said bluntly: "Wu Zhou won't be the only one here. Let the others come out during the tribulation period. They are all important people with status. If you hide them, you will become like a rat." "

"What about the rat behind you? A nasty guest comes uninvited and complains about the host's lack of hospitality. What's the point of this?"

"Haha, with Junior Sister's methods, if you see those people, you will die on the spot. Sister, I pity you that it is not easy to practice. Don't be ignorant."

Ji Chen sneered again and again: "Junior sister is still so naive. With two merging stage pawns, she just wants to conquer the city first."

"Why not?"

"Who can?"

Ji Chen sneered even more: "Is it the reckless man from the Emperor's Sect, or the Tianjian Sect who takes evil swordsmanship..."

Halfway through the words, Ji Chen's face changed suddenly, he lowered his head and coughed out a mouthful of hot blood, his eyes were horrified: "How is it possible? He is clearly in the combined stage, how...how can he do it?"