Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

As the figure of Rintaro disappeared, the former ghost roared, blood-red flames bloomed all over his body, and he swung the diamond ax in his hand to strike.

Hei Tieshan, whose fur and muscles are like gold and iron, stood up and swayed, turned into a height of three feet, swung his palm the size of a millstone, and slapped the diamond ax aside.

Lightning flashed on Lei Hu's body, and with a crackling sound, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was already behind the former ghost.

Lightning flickered on the sharp claws, and they pulled out the back of the ghost in a flash.

Clang!

The former ghost took advantage of the strength of the vajra axe from the black slap, turned around, and the vajra ax quickly slashed towards Leihu's claws.

The vajra horn of the other hand poked at the other palm that Hei Ju patted.

On one side, Tieshan Heiju and Leihu are fighting the former ghosts, while on the other side, Xuanhe rushes towards He Maoqingdou with a cry of cranes.

The lingering wind turned into a slash between its wings, and it flew out one step ahead.

He Maoqing spent all his time watching the front ghost's battle. The rear ghost behind him tilted the water bottle in his hand, and a stream of water flew out, turning into a shield in midair.

Ling Lie's slash stood on the water wave shield, although it made two cuts, it lost its power and turned into a breeze blowing past.

Xuanhe took the opportunity to transform into a black and white mysterious light, and cut He Maoqingdou straight along the two gaps.

When a pair of sharp claws touched Michimo Haruto, there was no sense of force at all.

Xuan He's figure flashed past him.

Um?

Lingji, who was connected with Xuan He's senses, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, Phantom?

Kamo Haruto smiled and said, Nayuta, the shikigami of the magic mirror.

As soon as his words fell, dozens of He Mao Qingdou's figures suddenly appeared in the venue.

They said in unison: Then, Mr. Lingji, can you guess which one is my real body?

Not only that, but the former ghost who fought Hei Ju and Lei Hu also turned into dozens of figures.

When Hei Ju slapped the air with his palm, and when the old power had exhausted the new power, the former ghost suddenly appeared beside it, and swung the diamond ax to chop at its waist.

There was a loud clang, and if Hei Teng hadn't had strong defensive power, this blow would have cut it in half.

Roar! !

Hei Ru slapped the former ghost with his backhand, but it was just a phantom.

Lei Hu, who was about to pinch at the side, turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared, a flash of cold light flashed by, and the figure of the former ghost appeared, and the corner of the diamond in his hand was empty.

The former ghost not only used the phantom of the magic mirror to make Hei Ju and Lei Hu exhausted, but also set his mind on the spirit machine.

It suddenly appeared behind the spirit body, picked up the ax and slashed at him silently.

There were silver patterns on the body of the white deer under the spirit body, and a moonlight-like brilliance stopped the attack.

It turned into an icy chill again, and spread towards the ghost along the blade of the axe.

The former ghost felt this energy, and a flame gushed out of his body, dissipating the chill, and his body disappeared like green smoke.

There was a flash of light in Lingji's eyes, and everything in front of him turned into vitality and appeared in front of him.

The power of this true Dharma eye is closely related to the truth it has comprehended.

Lingqing participates in the research of Xiantian Yiqi method, Druid method, and Zhoutian Xingdou method, which almost include most of the commonly used methods in the world.

Therefore, his insightful eyes can clearly distinguish the methods used by others, even the changes and twists in them.

But the inspiration is not him after all, without his ability to return to the truth.

In his eyes, dozens of He Mo Qingdou are like a silver mirror, changing at any time.

Seeing that the real He Mao Qingdou could not be found out with the eyes of truth, Ling Qingji patted the white deer under him.

The moonlight reindeer is not only the template for Nie Xiaoqian's meticulous sacrifice, but also the cultivation base of the ingenious white deer repelling talisman.

Wearing a divine talisman, protecting the body of all gods, a little magic talisman, and enslaving the gods to make spirits.

The White Deer Exorcism Talisman, named No. 1 Exorcist.

Everything in the world can be driven by the spirit.

In the competition field, all the rays of light seemed to have a living life, and began to gather spirits everywhere.

Gradually the venue darkened, leaving only the star-like elves of light.

Linglingling... Linglingling...

The silver bell-like voice echoed around like a child's laughter.

When the light disappeared, Kamo Haruto's figure also dissipated like a shadow, leaving only his real body.

And beside him stood a figure wrapped in silver bandages.

Inspired: This is what you said, the shikigami of the magic mirror, Nayuta?

Ka Moo Haruto opened the bat fan, covering his expression, only revealing a pair of calm eyes.

Looking at Lingji and the white deer under him, he said, Very beautiful elf.

But my Nayuta is not just that.

As soon as his words fell, the silver bandage on Nayuta's body flew out, becoming larger and more twisted.

After a while, the entire competition venue was covered.

hum!

With a flash of silver light, these bandages turned into mirrors, and the venue became a maze of mirrors.

The figure of Ka Moo Haruto appeared in a mirror, and then with the refraction of the light, all the mirrors reflected one by one, spreading his figure around the inspiration.

Lingji's figure also suddenly appeared in the mirror in front of him.

He closed the bat fan in his hand and slammed it on Lingji's body.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Lingji himself felt a force, ignoring all defenses, and hit him.

Feeling the power of this blow, the thoughts in Lingji's mind turned violently, and his figure flew out in the direction of the force, his face flushed for a while, as if he had been severely hit.

He raised his head, looked at himself in the mirrors around him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and asked, What is this?

Maze of Magic Mirror.

Countless He Mao Qingdou explained: People in it will be attacked by the figure in the mirror anytime and anywhere.

And what you see is real and unreal.

After he finished speaking, a figure of inspiration appeared in all the mirrors.

And beside him, either He Maoqingdou, or the former ghost and the later ghost, stared at him covetously.

Admit defeat, you in every mirror will reflect back on you after being attacked.

Maybe you can withstand three or five attacks, but after ten or twenty attacks, you will definitely be seriously injured.

Besides, in the current labyrinth, countless you are imprinted in the mirror.

You stand no chance.

The cleverness quietly transported Miaoxiang's true energy, and kept restraining his own breath.

Then he discovered that the self in the mirror had become a little more illusory, and he immediately understood.

This labyrinth of magic mirror relies on his aura to capture his origin and project his own figure onto the mirror.

When the projection is attacked, it will be directly fed back to him through the connection of the original breath.

He has already cultivated into the real body of the wonderful picture, and his physical body is as strong as a magic weapon.

He Moqingdou's attack just now was just a drizzle to him.

But if it was true as he said, countless people were attacked at the same time, and he really couldn't bear it for a long time.

However, now that the essence of the maze of the magic mirror has been clarified, it will be easy to handle.

He held out a quaint lotus lantern, on which the light as big as a bean suddenly burst into light like the sun.

ah!!!

He Maoqingdou suddenly saw this dazzling light, he might as well, his eyes were completely white under the light.

At the same time, an unreasonable anger rose in his heart.

Based on his memory, he mobilized countless himself, the former ghost, and the latter ghost to attack the inspirations around him.

However, because he could not see but did not return, the moment the light was turned on, all the inspirations in the mirror disappeared.

Not only that, but when the light is refracted by the magic mirror, the power of the candle of anger will be magnified and refracted infinitely.

This power was directly echoed in Nayuta's heart, and a fiercely burning flame rose above its head.

And beside it, a shikigami similar to it appeared, except that the bandage was wrapped in the opposite direction.

Not only that, affected by the anger, the maze of the magic mirror suddenly collapsed.

Haruto Kamo, ghosts in front and ghosts in back, Shikigami Nayuta and Anigi of the magic mirror manifested.

With an inspiration, he raised his hand and threw the Five Sacred Seals to hit the ghost forward, and fanned the fire in his hand, and the flame mixed with fire and thunder burned towards the ghost backward.

The rumbling sound continued, Wuyue Yin flew up and smashed down, flew up and smashed down, smashing the former ghost into a cloud of smoke and flying back into He Maoqing's body.

He still hadn't recovered, he just felt like his mind had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he was taken aback.

He immediately understood that it was the ex-ghost who was beaten to death by inspiration.

He was about to take back the back ghost, but there was another burst of pain, and the back ghost was also blown away by the fire and thunder.

Only Yuanyuan flew back into his body.

This is the inspiration to see that he reminded himself earlier to let himself admit defeat in return.

Looking at Nayuta and Asankhya, who had burning candles of anger on their heads, they thought for a while, but did not act immediately.

Instead, he waited until He Mao Qingdou regained his sight and said: Now the situation is reversed, out of kindness to you just now, you can admit defeat.

He Mao Qingdou looked at Ling Ji's figure, and thought of the former ghost and the later ghost that he spent a lot of effort to cultivate, and he broke up without even showing 10% of his strength.

Countless hard workers turned into running water, and under the influence of the candle of anger, they couldn't help feeling angry.

He still did not forget to slap the bat, and covered his eyes with eyes exposed, suppressing his anger and saying: The winner is not decided!

Suddenly, two pitch-black figures bypassed all defenses and appeared in front of Lingji.

One held a double sickle, the other held two kunai, and went straight to the vital point of the inspiration.

Faced with such an attack, Lingji didn't panic at all, but shook his head and said, Since that's the case...

With one hand, like a butterfly wearing flowers, he flew in front of the double scythes, his fists were clenched, and they exploded violently.

The impact force like a star explosion, and the fiery force blew it apart.

The other hand squeezed into a big seal, and smashed it at the other figure who made Kunai with the force of the sky.

Seeing that his movements were not fast, but there was no time to stop him. The big seal was imprinted on the forehead of the figure, and Ling Xiao changed hands in an instant.

Unparalleled power penetrated straight in, breaking up the figure.

...then...

With a hook with one hand, the inspiration moved the candle of anger on the heads of Nayuta and Asankhya, and the flame exploded, turning into a violently burning candle.

In an instant, the candle wax melted and the wick burned to ashes.

He Mao Qingdou didn't have time to be heartbroken, the figure of Ling Ji flashed in front of him, and punched out.

Tom!

With a muffled sound, He Maoqingdou's back bulged high, a stream of acid gushed out of his mouth and nose, and he completely lost consciousness in his eyes.

Huakaiyuan Rintaro appeared next to the two of them, looked at Lingji who took a step back quietly, and said after a long time: Huaxia, Lingji.

win! !