Chapter 1837 It's Hard to Tell the Truth From the Fake, the Endless Battle

Yang Qingxuan was horrified, just by looking at those eyes, it was as if his mind had been taken into them.

Yingzheng suddenly shouted: "Not good!"

Everyone was stunned and lost consciousness for a short time.

The next moment, the moment consciousness regained consciousness, they found that the world had changed, and they were all in a snowy field.

"Illusion?!"

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly cast his sharp eyes and looked around.

Only to find that it was really a piece of white snow, not an illusion.

In other words, his golden eyes couldn't see through the illusion in front of him.

how is this possible?

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, he knew exactly how strong the fiery eyes are, not to mention that he is the king of the four-star realm at the moment, and he is so innocent in using the fiery eyes. His illusion is almost non-existent.

Suddenly, the piercing eyes flashed. Although they couldn't see through the illusion, they keenly caught the change in space. Right in front of everyone, there was a strange wave of power.

It seemed to be born out of thin air, and then landed like a ray of light, transforming into several figures all at once.

"what?!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Those few figures, in the haze, slowly revealed their true faces, and walked towards them with grinning smiles. They were Yang Qingxuan, Ziye, Wu Qiyue, Wu Lin, Su Lishang and Yingzheng.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly turned his sharp eyes, bean big cold sweat dripped from his temples, he felt a burst of thirst in his throat, and swallowed with difficulty.

The six illusioned people in front of him, including himself, could not see any flaws under the piercing eyes.

What kind of ghostly eye is this? How terrible!

The five people on the opposite side suddenly disappeared in place.

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Not good! Qiyue be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden radiance pierced from the void, slashing straight at Yang Qingxuan, and a large space continued to shatter.

It is actually one of the seven styles of Zhanji Tianxu and Tianzhan, the cracking sky!

Yang Qingxuan was terrified, and with a slash of his halberd, he greeted him with the same move.

"Boom!"

The two moves collided, exploding a large piece of golden glow, shooting in all directions.

Another Yang Qingxuan came out of the void holding a halberd, with murderous intent and a sneer on his face.

Similarly, Zi Ye, Wu Qiyue, Wu Lin, Su Lishang, and Ying Zheng were all fighting against him.

And Yingzheng's opponent, that Yingzheng was also injured.

Explain that the illusioned self is exactly the same self.

Yang Qingxuan's face was ugly, and he looked at the other party again with his golden eyes. This is obviously an illusion, so the illusion should be decipherable after all.

There is nothing in this world that can break the illusion more than piercing eyes.

But to Yang Qingxuan's despair, "Yang Qingxuan" on the opposite side also blinked his eyes and looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Look at your sister!"

Yang Qingxuan was furious, and as soon as he raised his halberd, he rushed forward.

The other party also held a halberd with both hands, and used the magic wand technique to fight with the real Yang Qingxuan.

Two Tianxu, two identical people.

Hundreds of rounds were fought in the snowy field, the halberds were shining everywhere, and it was impossible to tell the winner.

Yang Qingxuan felt anxious, raised his hand to make a tactic, the light of day immediately dimmed, countless sword souls emerged from all directions, turned into a huge world of swords, strangled towards "Yang Qingxuan".

"Yang Qingxuan" also let out a soft shout, and made a tactic with one hand, and the same Taixuan sword mound came out in an instant, and the two sword worlds frantically strangled together, and countless sword qi burst out with "bang bang bang bang".

"How do you fight this?"

Yang Qingxuan felt a chill in his heart, looking at Wu Lin, Ziye, and Wu Qiyue who were fighting with him in the distance, he couldn't tell which one was real.

Even Su Lishang, a fighter in the distance, summoned countless corpses, and the opponent also summoned countless corpses, and a large number of identical corpses were mixed together to fight.

Yang Qingxuan's heart suddenly moved, and he shouted: "Su Lishang, you kill my opponent, and I will kill your opponent!"

Immediately, with a flash of his figure, he put away the sword mound and ran towards Su Lishang.

Su Lishang was in a rage, and immediately understood when he heard the words, and shouted: "Okay! But, which one is you, the real you, and which one is the fake?"

With a flash of his halberd, Yang Qingxuan went to kill one of them, Su Lishang, and said, "Whatever! Anyway, whether it's true or not, I'm going to kill it!"

The other Su Lishang laughed wildly: "Haha. That's right. Anyway, both of you will die in my hands." Immediately with a wave of his sleeves, a large body of corpses rose into the sky and killed "Yang Qingxuan".

But in the next moment, the two of them fell into an ice cave.

Su Lishang in front of Yang Qingxuan suddenly turned into "Yang Qingxuan."

Yang Qingxuan, who was in front of Su Lishang, also turned into "Su Lishang."

The faces of the two of them changed drastically, and they immediately understood that in this illusion space, they could only fight with themselves forever, and they couldn't stagger the fight at all.

But how can I beat myself?

It's just an endless battle.

"Yang Qingxuan" grinned grimly, and quickly made a tactic with both hands, a large amount of flames spewed out from his body, condensed into a bone image of fire, and patted him after he pinched out the Emperor Flame tactic.

"Oh shit!"

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help swearing. The Bone Elephant of Fire and the Emperor Flame Art are almost one of his strongest magical powers. Even he didn't dare to resist, so he turned around and fled away.

But the flames all over the sky condensed into a huge fire dragon in an instant, clawing at him with claws and teeth.

"Oh shit!"

Yang Qingxuan cursed again, patted his hand casually, and shouted: "Er Gouzi, come out!"

Flames flashed between the eyebrows, and there was a loud "bang", the entire snowfield collapsed directly, and in an instant, the space of thousands of miles turned into a void of purple flames.

The giant purple flame roared out, and slapped the fire dragon with a palm.

"boom!"

The two forces mixed together and turned into two distinct flames.

Above the sea of ​​flames, "Yang Qingxuan" all melted out, and also called out "Two Gouzi". In the void of Ziyan, an identical giant Ziyan beast immediately appeared.

Yang Qingxuan was completely dumbfounded.

When the giant Ziyan beast saw him, it became even more furious, and rushed over with a loud roar.

The "Ziyan Giant Beast" on the opposite side was also going crazy.

The two identical beasts fought together, constantly changing their shapes, and within a few strokes, Yang Qingxuan couldn't tell the real from the fake.

"As expected of the terrifying beast that created the Blue-Eyed Witch family."

Yang Qingxuan looked at the sea of ​​flames in the sky, and the identical self on the opposite side, and suddenly became calm, as if talking to the other party, and as if talking to himself: "This fight will never end until I die. You can illusion everything, Even the power to imitate everything. But this thing, can you still imitate it?"

Yang Qingxuan's pupils became extremely bright at once, and countless golden glows were formed in the pupils, turning into golden eyes. At the same time, he raised his hand, a piece of warm light bloomed like flowers, and the four characters of bitterness, collection, extinction, and Tao slowly rose one after another. Together, they are arranged in a certain order in the air to form a strange pattern.