Jibaoxuan has become a ruin, and all the surrounding guardian restrictions have been extinguished and dissipated. When Ye Wuque and Mu Daoqi walked out of it, they were already covered with a brave figure wearing a black martial arts robe. Looks like the kind of guards who lick blood with a knife's edge, are doing their best to clean the ruins of Jibaoxuan.

When they saw Ye Wuque, the members of these guards immediately stood up straight and saluted Ye Wuque, respectfully and neatly, but none of them spoke, as if they were dumb.

At this moment, Ye Wuque’s heart is no longer here, and naturally it will not stay for long. Obviously, the Lord of Darkness has done it well. If you want to come soon, Jibaoxuan will completely disappear from Chengtianyu. Even after a while, it happened here today. The matter will completely disappear.

"Gongong, one thing is wrong!"

Mu Daoqi, who was following Ye Wuque, suddenly spoke, with a low tone and a trace of solemnity!

Ye Wuque stopped and looked at Mu Daoqi with an unpredictable look in his eyes, and smiled lightly: "You want to say why the pseudo-king spirit led the team to kill, and even killed us, but you did it all from the beginning. There is no sense or citizenship in the tail, right?"

Of course Ye Wuque had noticed this incident long ago!

Mu Daoqi issued unbelievable doubts and incredible at that time.

"Gongong, have you noticed?"

Mu Daoqi suddenly marveled in his heart, marveling at the eyesight and attention of his benefactor. In such a severe environment, his benefactor could still observe such a detail.

But immediately Mu Daoqi was a little confused and said, "That's what's wrong! Why is it like this? The pseudo-king spirits will definitely have a reaction with each other. This is an eternal law, but..."

"It's very simple, because the pseudo-king spirit did not come from... the real body."

The unpredictable meaning on Ye Wuque's face slowly turned into a smile that was not a smile, and said like this.

"What? Not the real body? Is it that he, like the Lord of Darkness, is only a ghost clone?"

Mu Daoqi's heart was shocked!

"No! No, it's not a ghost clone, his physical body is a real existence, I can't feel wrong about this."

Mu Daoqi denied this again.

"He didn't come here either. To be precise, it should be a method similar to seizing the house. He condensed a trace of his own soul power into a certain seed beforehand, and used special magical powers to beat him unconsciously. Into the power of other people’s flesh, and then the main body exerts magical powers to activate seeds thousands of miles away, turning into its own soul, and then the birds occupy the nest and occupy the flesh of others, making it a flesh and blood clone of itself, just like... .."

"such!"

Having said this, Ye Wuque suddenly raised the back of his right hand and raised him to Mu Daoqi's eyes!

"Huh? What do you mean by Eun Gong?"

Mu Daoqi was at a loss.

I saw the purple-gold brilliance in Ye Wuque's eyes flashing away, and an indescribable power of the soul swept through the back of his raised hand like sand in the wind!

Next moment!

Mu Daoqi's eyes suddenly widened! !

On the back of the right hand raised by Ye Wuque, a strange spark suddenly lit up!

The spark was initially ignited red, but it quickly became pitch black, weird, and entrenched on the back of Ye Wuque's hand as if it had turned into a spider web, and it was constantly full of eyes!

In an instant, Mu Daoqi understood it, and the infinite murderous intent came out of his eyes! !

"That **** guy still wants to occupy the body of your benefactor?"

Mu Daoqi already understood everything.

It's no wonder that after the ghost of the previous pseudo-king is gone, there will be a little spark on the ground. I thought it was just a little debris, and it will soon be wiped out. But now it seems that this is the other party's strange supernatural powers, and its fundamental purpose is to deal with Grace!

"I have to say that such supernatural powers are indeed weird and unpredictable, quietly, and not surprisingly, it should be his innate supernatural powers, but unfortunately, it seems that he has not yet practiced home..."

Ye Wuque looked at the back of his hand, smiled lightly, and opened his mouth, but his bright eyes became deeper and deeper.

The sparks that the pseudo-king spirit left after his death seemed ordinary, but actually contained weirdness. How could it be possible to hide Ye Wuque from such a great soul sage like Ye Wuque?

The reason why he stays quiet is mainly because he wants to know what the pseudo-king spirit is going to do, and at the same time confirming his own guess, but as he thought, this pseudo-king spirit is only a flesh and blood clone, this Mars should be his magical power. The medium of launch.

"Damn! This guy is really cunning and vicious. This time he is lucky. He is just a clone of flesh and blood. Otherwise, under the suppression of the Dark Lord, he will undoubtedly die! It would be a shame to let him escape to life!"

"And this time, it's obvious that I was stunned, and it won't be easy to get him out again."

Mu Daoqi felt it was a pity.

"Escape? It's not that easy..."

Ye Wuque suddenly smiled faintly, showing his sharp edge!

The power of the Great Soul Sage of Nirvana is more than just perception!

Immediately, Mu Daoqi saw her benefactor suddenly closed his eyes, and a golden vertical pupil on his forehead was looming. At the same time, he felt an indescribable vast power that seemed mysterious and mysterious to spread out!

The Mars on the back of Ye Wuque's right hand was immediately enveloped, imprisoned, swallowed, and occupied by this majestic spirit power...

That is a cave in a remote area of ??Chengtianyu.

Sitting crosswise, Ling Yuekong, who was motionless, trembled suddenly, and his eyes suddenly opened. The blood inside was already congested, and the whole person began to pant violently, sweating all over his body, and his face turned pale. He couldn't maintain his posture anymore, leaning against the wall, as if collapsed.

As he panted, his bloodshot eyes were filled with fright, fear, insidiousness, cruelty, and mockery. After a dozen breaths, he sat up again.

"It's a miscalculation! It's a miscalculation! I didn't expect the dog to set up such a killing game and lead me into the urn! If it weren't for me to make a breakthrough by Tianhuo's divine art alone, I made a Tianhuo clone on a whim, and It’s my own ontology, so now..."

Thinking of how he felt when he turned into flying ash, Ling Yuekong still felt a strong fear and fear in his heart!

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