Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Chapter 1732

This extreme silence is even more frightening than the deafening shouts and cries of killing.

"Be careful, it's the 'Mirror of Illusion'!"

The leader's voice was more solemn than ever before.

His civilization scroll seemed to be greatly suppressed here, and the light was dim. "The laws here are strange. They can reflect inner demons, distort perception, and even reflect all energy attacks, and even rebound!"

As if to confirm his words, a warrior subconsciously urged a tentative divine light to shoot into the distance.

However, as soon as the divine light left the body, it was strangely deflected on a seemingly empty mirror in front of it.

Then, with even faster and more violent energy, it suddenly reflected towards a member of the Yi family on the other side.

"Be careful!" Ning Feng reacted extremely quickly. He moved his body and arrived first. He punched out and blasted the reflected divine light into pieces in mid-air.

Energy fragments splashed onto the mirror, creating ripples that then disappeared without a trace.

The warrior who took action and the tribesmen who were affected were all frightened and broke out in cold sweats.

"Don't use energy attacks lightly here, otherwise it will harm others and yourself!" Yi Zhan shouted in a deep voice, tightly gripping the giant thunder axe in his hand, and observing his surroundings vigilantly.

The Lord shouted coldly, "Endless years have passed, and the way of heaven has evolved new methods. It's interesting."

The Great Demon God glanced at him with his devilish eyes and growled, "You're playing tricks, but if you have the guts, come out and fight me with real weapons."

His roar echoed in the mirror domain, becoming distorted and weird, as if countless voices were roaring at the same time.

Suddenly, mirrors on all sides lit up at the same time.

Each mirror reflected the figure of every person present.

But those "reflections" in the mirror are not themselves.

Ning Feng saw himself in the mirror, with black chains wrapped around his body, bloodshot eyes, a cruel and cold smile on his face, and an endless sea of ​​corpses and blood under his feet.

Among them were even the corpses of the Great Demon God, the Lord, his father Ning Zhan, and his grandfather Yi Zhan...

"Feng'er...why..." Ning Zhan in the mirror covered his chest and looked at him in disbelief.

"Evil creature!" Yi Zhan in the mirror was furious, but he was seriously injured and dying.

At the same time, other warriors also saw the illusions of their own inner demons.

Some people saw the sect being destroyed and their relatives wailing.

Some people saw that they had gone astray in their practice and became emaciated.

Some people see nothingness at the end of the road they pursue so hard...

The shrill screams, angry roars, and desperate cries seemed to be transmitted directly from the mirror into the depths of the soul.

"Guard your mind, everything is an illusion."

The leader shouted loudly, and the scroll of civilization above his head shook violently, shedding clear light, helping everyone calm their minds.

But the power of the Mirror Realm is pervasive, constantly magnifying everyone's deepest fears, regrets, and obsessions.

The two warriors with weaker mental abilities screamed in pain.

His eyes instantly became distracted, and he raised the weapon in his hand and attacked his companions frantically.

"wake up!"

Ning Feng frowned and activated the "Twenty-Four Filial Spirits" again.

A warm golden air flow spread out, neutralizing the evil illusion that struck the soul directly.

The two out-of-control warriors froze in their movements, a trace of clarity returned to their eyes, and they were quickly restrained by the people beside them.

However, the attacks did not stop.

Those "reflections" in the mirror actually began to slowly emerge from the mirror.

They maintained the appearance of their respective targets, but were more twisted and hideous, emitting cold murderous intent and pure evil thoughts, and pounced silently.

"kill!"

The Great Demon roared, and his magic fist shattered the void, directly smashing the several "demon shadows" that pounced on him into pieces.

But when those fragments fell into the mirror, new demonic shadows soon formed.

Yizhan swept his giant axe, thunder exploded, and large amounts of demonic shadows evaporated.

Ning Zhan's spear shot out like a dragon, killing with precision.

Ning Feng was even more direct, his Chaos Primordial Holy Body was invulnerable to all attacks.

The attacks of those demonic shadows could only cause ripples when they landed on him.

His fists fell like two ancient sacred mountains, and with every blow, large swathes of demonic shadows collapsed.