Chapter 2188: Mirror palace shadow

The bright crystal seems to be boundless, but it is not without end.
As Tang Zhen continued to move forward, there was not a long time, and there was a huge space in front of him.
Crystal clear, like a crystal palace, there is no variegation.
It seems that any filth will not appear here.
It is hard to believe that there will be such a magical place in the ocean of the gods under 10,000 meters.
Although the space is large, it is not empty.
Like a mirror-like hexagonal crystal, a cluster is set in this space, and the light inside makes it clear.
A fierce look is like entering a mirror house in an amusement park, where you are everywhere.
Vaguely, it gives a very uncomfortable feeling.
The ground is also smooth, like walking on the water, it seems to fall at any time, falling into the deep pool without bottom.
"Under the deep sea, there is such a place to exist, which is totally wrong."
Just a little observation, Tang Zhen found that these crystal columns seem to be scattered, but actually imply a certain law, confusing the entrant's perception.
If it is formed naturally, it can only be said that it is a skillful work, and there is no such miracle in nature.
However, here is the kingdom of God, whether it is an indigenous or some unknown and powerful monk, you can do it.
Tang Zhen is more willing to imagine that this is a special space built by man, with special effects.
The performance of the red feather bird and the war demon also proves this, this place is not simple.
Tang Zhen stared at himself in the mirror, looked up and down a few times, then turned and walked forward.
He found the anomaly, only himself in the mirror, but no red feathers.
However, Tang Zhen did not move, but if he did not feel it.
Among the mirrors around, the Tang Zhen sound of the illumination also turned at the same time, but Tang Zhen in one of the mirrors did not have any movement.
He just stared coldly at Tang Zhen's back. After counting the numbers, his mouth provoked a strange smile.
Just as Tang Zhen passed a cluster of crystal columns, he suddenly turned around in the mirror and slashed his knife.
The sword is silent, like a viper, and it goes straight to the deadly.
"boom!"
Tang Zhen seems to have been prepared for a long time. At the same time as the sword came, he reached out and gently, and the sneak attack was instantly resolved.
Just listening to the "squeaky" sound, the sword was smashed by Tang Zhen, and then punched toward the mirror.
A scream came, and the Tang Zhen in the mirror became a meat sauce, which turned into a black smoke and disappeared.
"What is this?"
After watching the monster disappear, quickly restore the original crystal column, Tang Zhen flashed a trace of doubt.
When he bowed his head, the shadows in the nearby mirrors suddenly looked up at the same time, his eyes were scarlet like blood.
With a weird smile, they reached out to Tang Zhen at the same time, and then revealed the mirror, like a rubber, and extended to Tang Zhen.
Dozens of arms form an airtight net, which will seal Tang Zhen’s activity space.
Before Tang Zhen’s counterattack, the little bird on his shoulder suddenly screamed and a flame broke out.
Then the flame burst open and became many birds exactly like him, falling on those skinny arms.
As the oil caught the fire, the arms burned immediately and then quickly spread into the mirror.
Tang Zhen in those mirrors, at the same time, became a burning fireball, making a scream of screams, and in a blink of an eye it became a group of black smoke.
"You little thing, it's a bit useful."
Tang Zhen reached out and touched the red feather bird, laughing and laughing.
"Slag residue!"
The red feather bird called a few times and seemed to have a bit of resentment.
"You feel very angry, because the mirror can shine on me, but it doesn't shine you, so you don't feel respected?"
Tang Zhen was dumbfounded, and the red feather bird suddenly shot, but it was for this reason.
However, after thinking about it, Tang Zhen felt that something was wrong. Why did the mirror shine out of himself, but couldn’t show the red feather bird?
"Don't it because this little thing is not human?"
It is not possible to have this, but it cannot withstand scrutiny. After all, the red feather bird is not a spirit.
And those scattered black smoke, faintly gave Tang Zhen a sense of familiarity, as if he had known each other.
"what is the problem?"
Tang Zhen thought of this, slowly walked to the front of a crystal column, and looked at it again.
This time in the mirror, there is no figure of Tang Zhen, but a gray one.
Soon, in this gray background, the outline of a person slowly emerged and gradually became clear.
The same is Tang Zhen, but he is full of blood, the armor is broken, and there are deadly wounds.
The sword and the arrow are inserted on him, and many of them have been broken, and the scene is very miserable.
Blood continually flows out of his wounds, immersing the ground in blood red and expanding toward the surrounding area.
His face was also covered with blood, and one eye had disappeared, leaving only a hole in the black hole.
The low-hanging head slowly lifted up, and behind the fallen hair, the blood-red one-eyed eyes passed through the mirror and stared at Tang Zhen.
There was an indescribable resentment in the eyes, like a volcano that was about to erupt, enough to swallow everything and burn it completely into ashes.
"Tang Zhen, I want you to die!"
In the mouth of the slightness of the mouth, a word is squeezed out of a sentence, containing endless hatred.
Tang Zhen looked at the miserable self and couldn’t help but ask: "Is there such a deep hatred between you and me?"
The people in the mirror sneer.
"Hate? Yes, it’s like a sea, and you can’t wait to cramp your bones!

When Tang Zhen spoke in the mirror, the wounds in his body burst into black air and looked terrible.
"Okay, I will give you a chance to avenge me, come kill me!"
Tang Zhen sneered aloud, slowly stepping back two steps, hooking the hook in the mirror.
"what!"
In the mirror, the man raised his hands and shouted in the sky, and then saw the gray space behind him, and numerous twisted figures rushed out.
Not only this mirror, but also among the other crystal columns, there are countless and full-faced Tang Zhen.
They rushed out of the mirror, like a raging wave, and rushed toward Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen stood in the same place, never moved, but looked coldly at the ghost-like figures around him.
The seven-foot distance centered on Tang Zhen is a barrier that cannot be crossed. When those figures are close, they immediately vanish like bubbles.
Whenever these figures dissipate, there will be black smoke rising and condensing over the top of Tang Zhen’s head.
The black smoke continued to rush, and a twisted face appeared, facing Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen looked up slightly and looked at the faces in the black smoke. His eyes flashed a layer of thought.
After watching it for a while, Tang Zhen slowly lowered his head and sighed softly.
"Hate hatred is the most persistent, dead and not scattered, condensed into a demon in the secret peep, and now finally find a chance to start.
Yeah, I will give you a chance to completely end all the grievances of the past!

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Zhen snorted and rolled into flames.
However, in an instant, the entire space was shrouded in flames and turned into an inexhaustible sea of ​​fire that would never be extinguished.
In the sea of ​​fire, countless Taoist figures twisted and beat, and in the process of coming to Tang Zhenyong, they completely turned into nothingness.