"I said there should be flowers!"

In an instant, flowers bloomed around Lu Yifan, and the spring was filled with spring.

Lu Yifan couldn't help but sigh: "The method of speaking spirit is indeed wonderful. Unfortunately, it takes too much real energy to consume, and I can't use it to the extreme for the time being.

When I overcome the Nine Difficulties and achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul, I will probably be able to use the method of the Spirit of Word to create living creatures.”

From the trial land on the seventh floor, Lu Yifan found that it was indeed as the voice said.

Although it has been a hundred years inside, it is a blink of an eye outside!

After passing the trial on the seventh floor, a small door rippling with water was automatically opened for Lu Yifan on the gate.

After crossing the water curtain, Lu Yifan saw the stairs leading to the eighth floor.

The gate on the eighth floor is an archway, with shiny light inside the door. Standing outside the door, no matter how Lu Yifan uses Wuwang's Dharma Eye, he cannot see clearly what is inside.

Even the spiritual consciousness encountered an invisible layer of resistance in front of the arch, and it was difficult to move forward in an instant.

At this moment, four big words gradually emerged on the arch - surpassing oneself!

He had already reached this level, and Lu Yifan rushed into the arch without thinking too much.

As soon as he entered the arch, Lu Yifan was attracted by the world with psychedelic light shining around him.

Countless rays of bright light penetrate the entire wonderful space, intertwining, reflecting, and constantly changing directions, which are dazzling.

Looking back, the arch has long disappeared.

There is no trialist around.

Lu Yifan guessed that this floor should be the same as the previous floor, and everyone would have a separate space for trial.

At this moment, a wave of light suddenly shot out from the colorful light!

The light waves began to weave like a loom.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Lu Yifan saw an exact "self" and walked towards him.

Lu Yifan was shocked and couldn't help but stop.

And the self, woven from light, also stopped at the same time.

The eyes of both sides met, and the figures of each other lit up in their clear eyes.

Lu Yifan tried to activate his spiritual consciousness and sense the movements around him.

But it was a bang, as if my mind was hit by a huge rock. At first, it was extremely painful, and then, a strong negative emotion enveloped Lu Yifan.

"I'm about to die, my life is coming to an end!"

"A person will die sooner or later. Living will only bring endless troubles and pains. Only death is the path to eternal joy!"

"No matter how hard you try, you cannot exist forever like the gods and Buddhas in the sky!"

"A hundred years later, your family, wife and friends will all turn into dust. Do you want to live alone forever?"

The strong negative emotions made Lu Yifan feel that living in the world was lifeless, and a strong desire to commit suicide filled his mind.

The "Lu Yifan" interwoven by light always stares at him and stands still.

The fake Lu Yifan's eyes flashed with colorful demonic light, as if looking at an ant, with a faint disdain and mockery on his face.

Lu Yifan was immediately furious and bit his tongue, and the pain made him wake up instantly.

"My destiny is up to me, not to God!"

With a loud shout, Lu Yifan used his killing spirit to return to the slap himself with a palm.

However, unexpectedly, the fake Lu Yifan actually used his killing spirit to return to his vitality!

The dark murderous aura was as strong as ink, and Lu Yifan was shocked and shocked!

This killing intention returns to the essence of energy, but was created by Guanyin Bodhisattva in heaven!

Even the strongest person in the three thousand small worlds will definitely not be able to kill the spirit and return to the vitality!

However, the illusion in front of you not only uses this immortal technique, but even the killing heart is even higher than Lu Yifan!

Lu Yifan dissipated his murderous aura, his body shook, and summoned thunder from the void, and the Yin Feng and Hellfire merged together.

This is his own thunder and lightning. No one in the world will do it except him!

However, what's so bad is that the guy's body also shook and summoned a higher level of thunder than Lu Yifan from the void. Yin Feng and Hellfire were merged into a ball of energy.

Next, no matter what skill Lu Yifan uses, the other party can easily imitate it, and it is one level higher than Lu Yifan's skill!

After stopping, Lu Yifan thought in horror: "Isn't it an illusion? Is it the same thing as the one who killed the three corpses?"

"That's right, not right." The fake Lu Yifan suddenly spoke, his voice like a ghost that had been silent for thousands of years, full of fear and darkness.

Lu Yifan was shocked and said, "Can you see through my thoughts?"

"In this space, everything about you is transparent and open to me." He said with contempt in his eyes.

"Oh? Then, then, you are me?" Lu Yifan calmed down and asked.

"That's right, not right." Fake Lu Yifan said again.

"Why is it wrong again?" Lu Yifan said speechlessly.

"I am you, but I am you who surpasses yourself!

Unless you can surpass yourself, you will not be able to kill me!

In this space, I can be reborn and resurrected infinitely, immortal and exhausted.

If you can never surpass yourself, then you will be trapped here forever until the Ming Dynasty kingdom is broken and fall into a different space with it, and you will never be reborn."

As he said that, the fake Lu Yifan giggled and giggled.

"But you are you, how can you surpass it?

Just like a mountain, no matter how much you change, you can't be taller than yourself at that moment!"

Lu Yifan doesn't believe it.

He used all his tricks and kept attacking himself.

After fighting like this for three days and three nights, Lu Yifan stopped.

He had to admit that this guy was right.

Like his own corpse, this guy has all his own abilities, knows all his secrets, and is more powerful than himself!

Unlike his own corpse, he committed suicide this time was useless.

Sitting on the ground, Lu Yifan began to think carefully.

After a long time, Lu Yifan smiled.

Raise your hand and summon the sin of heaven.

The fake Lu Yifan also raised his hand to summon Tianzui.

"It's useless, I have everything you have." The fake Lu Yifan said calmly.

"But why did the joke on your face disappear when I summoned the sin of heaven?"

Playing with the surrender of heaven, Lu Yifan continued: "Because you know, this is a real immortal weapon!

Even the Peacock King Ming Dynasty who had not ascended before he ascended, could not create something out of thin air!

The power of the Heavenly Sin you can summon is at most the same as the magic weapon that can be created in this space.

But I can use this immortal weapon to cut you under the sword!"
Chapter completed!