Mirror World

"Sorry Huanhuan, due to the long distance, my control over you is a little slow." Yinchuan Fuci's voice came into Tang Huan's mind.

"No, I don't care, teacher. Now you are the only one who can defeat him. I can only entrust my life to you." Tang Huan said.

Yinchuan Fuci controlled Tang Huan's body to stand up, patted the dust off himself, and said, "As expected of you, you are the strongest man in the world. Then, I should also use the true power of Hua Yuntong, "Qinghuan". "

Tang Huan's other eye began to switch to a bluish-white one. Both eyes emitted a bluish-white light as he stared straight at Qi Heng who was flying in the air with his sword.

Qi Heng said disdainfully: "Hmph...an illusion? It has no effect on me." Then Qi Heng summoned a white sword, which was a tool specifically used to resist illusions.

Qi Heng pointed his sword at Tang Huan and was about to kill him. But at the moment when Qi Heng flew out, he suddenly felt a force whispering in his ear: "Are you sure you are not under the illusion? Hehe..."

After hearing this voice, Qi Heng immediately stopped, with a look of surprise and vigilance in his eyes. He thought to himself, "What's going on? Am I really under an illusion? But my mental strength has always been strong, how could I be easily affected by an illusion?"

However, at this moment, Qi Heng found himself in a completely familiar environment. This is a beautiful paradise with green trees, blooming flowers and gurgling streams.

Qi Heng frowned slightly, looked at the sword in his hand, and murmured to himself in confusion: "Is there something wrong with the sword?"

Then, he threw the sword into the void without hesitation, and quickly summoned a magic sword specially used to resist illusions from the void. The sword was pitch black and engraved with dense runes.

Qi Heng tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, feeling the cold touch of the sword, and his heart calmed down a little. He opened his eyes again, and in front of him was still a familiar and beautiful world.

"The illusion is still there, what went wrong?" Qi Heng frowned and looked around, trying to find the flaw in the illusion. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not find anything unusual.

"Stop looking." Tang Huan's voice came from an unknown direction, making Qi Heng a little lost. Then the next second, Qi Heng's chest was instantly pierced by a golden spear.

Qi Heng frowned and looked back: "What a brilliant illusion. This kind of confusing illusion, I think it can only be done by a woman who was born with a pair of six-star pupils a thousand years ago. And until now, no one has been able to crack the secret of this kind of illusion." As Qi Heng was severely injured, his illusion was also solved.

"After a thousand years, no one has been able to crack it. I've seen so far that no one else has been able to crack it." Tang Huan looked at the javelin in his hand, his eyes flashing with confidence. He gathered all his strength into the javelin, and the golden light of the javelin gradually became dazzling.

Tang Huan whispered: "Hui - Slaughter"

Qi Heng remained calm, quickly forming seals with his hands, and chanted to himself: "Sword body transformed into spirit - Empty Shield Sword Body" As the spell was chanted, Qi Heng's body instantly turned into spirit energy and transformed into a huge sword, flashing with sharp sword energy.

The moment Qi Heng turned into a giant sword, the javelin in Tang Huan's hand exploded instantly. The huge residual power shocked the giant dragon on the ground that had been severely injured by Tang Huan. The broken swords piled up on the ground, scattered on the ground for a length of ten thousand meters.