After passing through the main hall, there is the side hall.

In most sects, the side hall is an annex to the main hall.

For example, when the immortals gathered in the main hall, the disciples would wait in the side hall for the immortals to summon them.

Everyone left the main hall and walked along the corridor into the side hall, where they saw that there was nothing but a huge mirror embedded in the opposite wall.

Everyone showed a miserable expression at the same time.

It was natural for the Mirror Lake Temple to have mirror-related restrictions, and everyone had expected this.

However, thinking about what will happen next still gives everyone a headache.

The moment I entered the side hall, a figure appeared in the mirror.

The two-faced ghost was wearing a Taoist robe, with a charming and curvaceous figure. The left side of his face was as dry as a male corpse, and the right side was as ghostly as a female ghost. He stepped out of the mirror with a full gaze and asked in a soft female voice:

"Brother, is my body still okay..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yang immediately jumped up and chanted a spell:

"The Black Emperor Demon, Taixuan Shuisheng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a child ghost appeared at his feet. It was five inches tall, wearing a black feather robe and holding a black banner.

The child giggled and shook the black flag in his hand, and a large amount of ink-black water came out and attacked the two-faced ghost.

The two-faced ghost said resentfully:

"Brother, why did you ruin my voice? It's so hoarse and so unpleasant..."

It pointed its right arm at the black water and uttered a few unknown spells. The black water immediately split into two sides and rushed past its side without even touching it.

"The Yin Ghost Magic, the summoning is as easy as the heart! It is indeed already in the Golden Core Realm!" Wen Yang's face sternly saw this, and he was frightened in his heart. He knew that it was impossible to defeat the opponent in a short time, so he turned around and shouted:

"Friend Wei! I beg you to help me. I will owe you a favor from now on, and I will follow your lead!"

"Wait a moment, hold it back." Wei Dongliu said calmly with his hands behind his back, "It will take me about ten breaths to summon my Dharma body."

Wen Yang almost vomited blood when he heard this: Why didn’t you say it earlier!

However, thinking back to what happened in the main hall earlier, where everyone was beaten to a pulp by the Demon Buddha, Wei Dongliu transformed into the Dharmakaya of the Avici Demon Lord and took action, he could not utter a single word of blame.

He could only silently recite "Grudge Curse, Bind and Kill" and pull out countless gray ghosts to violently attack the two-faced ghost opposite, not seeking to kill or injure, but only to contain it. At the same time, he turned around and shouted:

"Three Taoist friends, help me kill him! Otherwise, we will all be in endless trouble!"

Jiang Li'an and the others were all experienced magic practitioners, the kind who could figure out the meaning of three sentences after hearing one sentence. Of course, they understood Wen Yang's subtext instantly:

The monster mimicked in the mirror knows the biggest weakness deep in our hearts. You help me cover up and kill it, and when your monsters come out later, I will naturally help you cover up and kill them.

Therefore, everyone took action together. Gu Lie pulled out the blood-colored flying sword with his right hand, and with extraordinary body skills, he instantly rushed to the side of the two-faced ghost and stabbed the sword towards its chest.

At the same time, his left arm condensed into an iron-blue black light and smashed it towards the two-faced ghost's chest. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder when he swung his fist, just like the "Blood-Drinking Angry Lord" that the Demon Buddha had used before.

The "Blood-Drinking Wrathful Lord" of the Shura Dao is a Dharma body that has immense power in every move.

Today, Gu Lao Mo has not yet reached the realm of the Demon Buddha, where he can send and receive thunder as he pleases and without hindrance. The sound of thunder is deep but not sharp, and the speed is also slower.

The two-faced ghost seemed to be weightless and suddenly floated backwards, avoiding the sword and fist attacks of Gu Lao Mo. At the same time, he stretched out his slender jade hand, placed it on his lips, and blew a breath at him lightly.

Phew~

As soon as the white gas came out, it instantly turned into a large amount of frost and snow, and hit Gu Lie, who had no time to dodge. He swayed a few times and then fell to the side, his whole body frozen into purple.

"Duohe Cold Technique!" Wen Yang immediately warned, "Don't get close to it!"

"How can we fight if we don't get close?" Long Xiaoqi said coldly. He stood five steps away from the two-faced ghost and shot the flying sword in his hand towards the opposite side.

Her sword-wielding skills were not very advanced, but this time she caught the sword with her hand and threw it with great force, and the force was actually greater than her sword-wielding skills. With lightning speed, she nailed the two-faced ghost directly to the wall next to her.

However, the two-faced ghost seemed to be fine even though his chest was pierced. He just chuckled, and his body suddenly split open, spitting out the flying sword in his body, and then closed up again, with no trace of the wound left.

"Joint Splitting Technique!" Wen Yang shouted in panic again, "Pure swordplay is useless against it!"

"What kind of weird technique are you practicing?" Jiang Li'an complained, "You can't get close, and you can't control the sword, how can you fight?"

She controlled the gods and demons with forms to surround the two-faced ghost, but two of them were frozen to death soon after, which made her feel very sad.

"Hold on!" Wen Yang was also very depressed.

The Duohe Cold Technique and the Bone Joint Splitting Technique were both secret techniques that he had practiced for many years but still could not master. Now, this monster was using them skillfully, which made him extremely jealous.

"Drag your ass!" An arrogant voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone looked back in surprise, only to see that Wei Dongliu had finally converted all his true energy into demonic energy again. His hair and beard turned red, and double pupils appeared in his eyes. He waved his arm lightly, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Sword shot out and pierced through the two-faced ghost's chest again.

The two-faced ghost tried to use the same trick again, using the joint-splitting technique to escape, but he suddenly felt a strange and powerful suction coming from the sword.

After barely fighting it for a moment, it suddenly let out a wail, its soul was sucked into the sword, and its body lost its life.

"Wow!" Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Witch Jiang rushed to Wei Dongliu, hugged his arm and said with a smile, "As expected of Fellow Daoist Wei!"

"Get lost!"

"How did you do it? Didn't you say that sword stabbing is ineffective?" Jiang Li'an was driven away by him, but she didn't feel ashamed at all. She came closer from the side, her eyes flashing with curiosity and curiosity, just like Miss Shi when she first met Qiu Changtian. "Could it be the magic of the Avici Demon Lord? Oh, you don't have to answer, I'm not trying to pry into your privacy... I'm just asking casually."

Wei Dongliu glared coldly and was about to withdraw the magic power again, but Wen Yang gave a look, and Long Xiaoqi immediately hugged Witch Jiang from behind and dragged her away by force.

What a joke! If Wei Dongliu couldn't bear it anymore and removed the Dharma body of Avici Demon Lord again, and waited for the next level to condense it again... wouldn't everyone have to desperately drag it out for another ten breaths?

As Duohe's cold technique faded away, Gu Lie's frozen body slowly recovered.

He took out the pill from his arms tremblingly, swallowed one, and his face immediately turned visibly red.

Looking at Wen Yang and Wei Dongliu again, Wen Yang was sincerely thanking Wei Dongliu at this time, while the latter folded his arms and did not answer, obviously too lazy to respond.

Witch Jiang was making a threatening move, trying to break free from Long Xiaoqi's restraints and communicate with Demon Lord Wei.