"Ye Lin, try the magic of the Holy Land!"

The old man of the Holy Land grinned grimly, and the palm of his hand quickly sealed, trying to copy the mirror image of Ye Lin.

People as like as two peas in the army are anxious. If they are copied, they will think of Ye Tianlong, who is hostile to one another, but that is exactly the same as their own strength.

No matter how powerful you are, the mirror image will be copied.

"Ye Lin, don't let that man use the magic, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Ye Tianlong is resisting his mirror image to divide. The body, at the same time to Ye Lin shout a way.

Because we know that the mirror image is terrible, so we have to stop each other.

However, to the surprise of Ye Tianlong and other people, Ye Lin was not moved and just waited for the other party to show his magic.

Countless stunned eyes focus on Ye Lin, don't he know how difficult the mirror image is?

"Don't make a fool of Ye Lin, stop him quickly!" Ye Tianlong said again.

Mirror image division. Body association and the power of blood burst can be copied.

Ye Lin still shook his head and said to Ye Tianlong, "it's OK, father. I want to see the expression of these arrogant people in the holy land when they see their fairy art broken."

Ye Lin's words stunned countless people, and then there was an earth shaking sneer.

"Does he think he can defeat the magic of my holy land? How ridiculous

"The mirror image of my holy land. There is no one who can match the body magic. Ye Lin is too conceited!"

"My holy land is the number one in the small world. The son of Kirin is just a joke."

The sky mocks Ye Lin's voice, but ye Lin's face does not change.

People on this side of the coalition looked at Ye Lin anxiously, full of worries about the next war.

Poof!

In the mirror out of Ye Lin's mirror. Body, standing in front of Ye Lin, only Ye Lin action when he will act.

"Ye Lin, come on, taste the power of the Holy Land magic!" The old man of Holy Land grinned grimly.

Ye Lin jokingly looks at his mirror image and points out how many cards he has copied in his mind.

Bang!

At the moment of Ye Lin's action, the mirror image points. The body is also in action. They seem to look at each other in a mirror. Their actions are symmetrical and their strength is the same. After dozens of rounds, Ye Lin and the mirror image points. The body is still deadlocked.

See Ye Lin and mirror image. The body is inseparable, the Allied people sigh, or the holy land of the magic is more powerful.

"Ha ha ha, Ye Lin has seen the power of the magic of my holy land!"

The Lord stares at the light curtain, his eyes are full of crazy joy, as if to see Ye Lin's end dragged down by the Holy Land magic.

Ye Lin's body retreats suddenly, and his mirror image is divided. His body also retreats suddenly.

Ye Lin pats the dust on his body and raises his mouth slightly. He fully understands the power of the mirror image. It's really tricky.

"Why don't you move? Give up? " The old man of holy land began to tease.

Ye Lin disdained his sarcasm. His palms were sealed, and his indifferent voice rang out slowly: "since your holy land's magic is so powerful, let's see if you can copy my move!"

"Hum, my Lord's mirror image can be copied. Don't make a fuss about it!"

The old man despised Ye Lin's affectation.

"Is it?"

Ye Lin curled his mouth with a smile, and then drank: "one Qi turns into three clearness!"

Boom!

Ye Lin's whole body energy suddenly moves, and black and white Ye Lin's energy incarnation appears beside him.

"Ha ha ha, are you increasing the number yourself? It's useless. The mirror image is divided. Everything can be copied, you... "But the old man's voice suddenly stopped.

Because he found that the mirror image is still the same. He didn't copy Ye Lin's moves.

"How can it be? Why can't you copy your martial arts?" The old man can't believe it.

Everyone's eyes on the battlefield are surprised to see Ye Lin, mirror points. Body actually lost effect on him.

"Ha ha ha, have you seen the grandsons of the holy land? My son is very powerful. Ha ha ha!"

Ye Tianlong from the previous worry into joy, Ye Lin cracked the Holy Land magic.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The old man doesn't believe it. How can the mirror body fail.

The three Ye Lin stand side by side, and the aura flows slowly from their power. They are three powerful forces, while the opposite mirror is still a person.

"My move is a top-level fairy art, which is the power of the Immortal Emperor. How can the rough Fairy Art of mole ants copy the power of the emperor?"

Ye Lin muttered to himself, no one heard what he was saying, but his tone was full of domineering!

"Take it!"

The light of Kirin's blood shines on the three Ye Lin's bodies at the same time, and then it turns into three golden energy bursts away under countless eyes.

Bang bang!

The three Ye Lin destroyed the mirror image with each blow. A part of his body was broken under the three successive blows.

The magic of the holy land is dissolved by Ye Lin, and the coalition forces burst out with astonishing cheers.

Ye Lin once again let them see the extraordinary power!

"The last shot!"

At the same time, the three Ye Lin pointed their fingers at the mirror image. The body and the old man in the holy land said slowly: "magic? It's the end of the world

Whew!

The three rays that pierce through everything smash the mirror into pieces, and then the light directly penetrates the mirror used for reproduction and the body of the old man in the holy land.

"Poof!"

The old man in holy land vomited blood and was directly pierced by the silence finger. Under the power of the silence finger, even Yuanying was penetrated and dissipated.

Looking at the broken mirror in front of him, the old man of holy land was full of despair.

The magic of the holy land has no effect on Ye Lin. why?

He won't know until he dies. It's because holy land can't copy Xiandi's magic.