Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Su Jie looked at the suddenly changing scenery. The dark and damp alley disappeared, replaced by strange mirrors as tall as a person. This space was only a few hundred square meters, but it was densely packed with mirrors.

Su Jie's figure emerged in each mirror. Behind each Su Jie in the mirror stood a woman in the painting, who was now strangling Su Jie's neck, thighs, arms, and even directly piercing Su Jie's internal organs.

Su Jie's body aura burst out, and instantly blew this space of hundreds of square meters into pieces.

But a strange scene happened. Su Jie's eyes blurred, and another identical space appeared in front of him.

And in front of him was a broken mirror.

It seemed that his behavior just now broke only the space in a mirror.

Evil ghosts are a rather idealistic existence. For example, in the mirror world of the ghost in the painting, no matter if you break the mirror, you will find that the mirrors here are layered, with small mirrors in the big mirror, and the small mirrors reflect you into smaller mirrors, just like Russian nesting dolls. It is difficult to escape by brute force.

"The world in the mirror!"

Su Jie looked at his gradually distorted figure in the mirror, stood still, and wiped his hands in front of his eyes.

"Divine eyes!"

Su Jie's indifferent voice came out, and his eyes were full of divine light. Wherever his eyes passed, the mirrors seemed to be affected by an unknown force and gradually collapsed.

This is the power that Su Jie has after his soul eyes were enlightened, which can see through the illusion.

The mirror in front of him is actually just a false existence, and the purpose is to trap Su Jie.

Raising his head, Su Jie took a light step, and with every step he took, the cracks in this space became more and more.

In Su Jie's sea of ​​consciousness, the small Q version of the Yuanshen bloomed with golden light, which fundamentally shook the world in the mirror.

In terms of the power level, the Yuanshen is much higher than the Shenhun.

This is the existence that touches the Dao. Even if the Yuanshen is just a floating microorganism to the Dao, it is crushing against such a fierce ghost.

In terms of idealism, is there any more idealistic existence than the Dao, which is illusory and runs through the long history of the Tianyuan world?

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Eye, Heavenly Power!"

Su Jie clasped his hands together, and a blood mark slowly cracked between his eyebrows. With the help of the connection with the Dao, he temporarily borrowed the power of the Dao.

The Dao and the real world are like two parallel rivers that never intersect. Su Jie's body is a product of reality, but his soul can touch the Dao.

In this way, he can artificially become a channel between the two, so that the power of the boundless river of the Dao leaks into the river of the real world.

Su Jie used his soul as a guide and his body as a foundation, and his body successfully received a trace of the power of the Dao.

Just a wisp of the breath of the Dao drifted away, and in an instant, the entire mirror world was directly blown up. Even the soul could not touch the majesty of the Dao. If you look at it a few more times, it will explode. The woman in the painting is even more irresistible. Her idealistic existence is difficult for the Dao to resist that kind of destruction.

The mirror world collapsed directly, and Su Jie appeared in the real world again.

Zhong Shiguan looked at Su Jie who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes full of confusion, puzzlement and astonishment.

He never thought that he had only put Su Jie into the mirror world, and it had only been a few seconds before he came out.

Looking at the brass mirror in his hand, it was covered with cracks, and it shattered with a slight touch.

"You want to trap me, this thing is not qualified."

Su Jie waved his sleeves, and the ferocious figure of the Thousand-Handed Centipede emerged, crushing a large part of the house and attacking Zhong Shiguan.

"Heavenly Ghost Picture!"

Zhong Shiguan looked ugly. He knew how powerful Su Jie's soul was, so he didn't dare to get close to him easily, and could only throw a scroll from a distance.

On the scroll, graves were turned over and evil spirits crawled out.

But compared with the past, the number of evil spirits in this scroll was much less, and the ones killed by Su Jie last time had not been replenished in time.

"Five Elements Demon Suppression Handprint!"

Su Jie's face was calm, and he pressed his palm down, and the spiritual energy turned into a five-element handprint, which was directly covered on the scroll.

This time, Su Jie also added the power of the Yuanshen.

To use the words in the game, Su Jie's attack has additional damage.

The five-element handprint fell on the scroll, and the evil ghosts froze on the spot. Those who originally planned to crawl out of the scroll were all shocked and retreated.

"Heavenly thunder, seal!"

Su Jie snapped his fingers, and purple sky thunders spread all over the scroll. Thunder itself is a power that many ghosts fear, not to mention the heavenly thunder released by Su Jie, which is also blessed by the power of the Yuanshen, which is more restrained for ghosts.

The ghosts in the scroll will not be able to escape in a short time.

Su Jie then looked at Zhong Shiguan, and a purple light ray flashed in his eyes.

Zhong Shiguan wanted to dodge, but the Thousand-Handed Centipede had blocked his way, and the purple light ray accurately hit his body.

Suddenly, Zhong Shiguan howled in pain, his body squeaked as it melted, and the soul hidden in the woman's body in the painting seemed to be splashed with hot oil, emitting puffs of green smoke, and the soul's brilliance dimmed and shrunk a lot.

Why do we always say that the elders of the Secret Hidden Realm of the Yuanshen are the best among them, because their attacks can cause double damage, not only to the body, but also to the soul at the same time.

"You actually broke through."

Zhong Shiguan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, his eyes showed fear, and he saw the problem. Su Jie's soul condensed into a Yuanshen, no wonder he could easily walk out of the mirror world.

A disciple in the Yunling Realm condensed his soul. This was an ability that even many elders in the Secret Treasure Realm had never mastered. Zhong Shiguan was simply dumbfounded.

"It's very strange. It's normal for us demon cultivators to make rapid progress in our cultivation!"

Su Jie said as he approached Zhong Shiguan.

Zhong Shiguan's eyes became more and more terrified. Even from his life experience, Su Jie was an absolute top genius. He had only heard that there were such disciples in the long-standing sects in the capital who achieved the soul in the Yunling Realm.

This kind of disciple is generally called a fairy seedling!

Unexpectedly, he ran into one today. Before Su Jie condensed his soul, he was able to defeat him. What's more, now that he has achieved the soul, he is even less of an opponent.

After thinking about it, Zhong Shiguan turned around and ran.

"You escaped last time. Do you think you can escape from me every time?"

Su Jie's mouth curled up in a cold arc. The Thousand-Handed Centipede roared and spewed out the death curse cloud. The terrifying curse black cloud covered the past, making Zhong Shiguan look extremely ugly.

He wanted to escape, but Su Jie had already come behind him and said coldly: "Heavenly power help me."

Boom!

A muffled sound came from the void, as if a passage to a vast and boundless world was opened.