It was late at night, and Li was still busy at his desk. The threat from hell was ringing the alarm bell in his mind all the time, making him dare not relax at all.

Wu Zhiqi Lao Yao sat on the sofa beside him and looked at Li, feeling a little sad. This child pretended to be cunning, black-bellied, greedy and other qualities. After contacting him for a long time, he found that he was a serious and responsible person deep down. He even passed a little. I don’t know when he got used to carrying everything with his not-so-solid shoulders, the development of the Brotherhood, the Central Plains Taoist Sect, and even the ordinary American people who depended on him.

The old demon shook his head and said, "How long has it been since you practiced well? How many of the Taoist techniques are left?"

Li put down his pen and stretched, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't seem to have practiced well for the past six months. I really don't have time. At most, I just take the time to do morning classes and evening classes."

"Come on, go with me to the map of the country to do things, otherwise you should be ruined. Can you defeat them with your pen when the devil comes?"

"Okay." Li thought for a while and stood up, "You are right. If you don't fight for too long, your skills will deteriorate."

The two of them came to the map of the country, and the ghost mother and others who had been practicing here greeted Li cordially. Seeing that the ghost mother had no trace of ghost energy at all but a little holy, they knew that her skills had improved greatly.

With a loud bang, a huge black shadow rushed out of the lake, and the water splashed across half of the lake. If you want to say that Li Lai’s most happy picture of the map of the country, Xiao Hei must be. His huge head surrounded Li and rubbed him constantly.

Li counted and was surprised to find that Xiao Hei had seven heads now. "Xiao Hei, you have made progress, haha, it seems that it is not far from restoring Xiang Liu's true body."

Xiao Hei's big head kept lit, as happy as if the child was praised. Wu Zhiqi flew over and touched its head, and sighed: "Absolute food and the pure power of the moon every night, this is simply a paradise for monsters."

"Yes, but unfortunately, only the power of Taiyin is the purest here. There are no sects in the Taoist sect that practice pure Taiyin skills. After a long time, I realized that this place is not suitable for humans to practice for a long time. Otherwise, I would really want to invite fellow practitioners to come here to practice."

"Oh? Are you not worried that they covet your baby?"

"Where will you attach if your skin is not covered? Under the threat of hell, these are trivial matters. Besides, this is not my baby, this is your baby. As for their covetous desire, let me ask you if you agree first."

The old demon Wu Zhiqi raised his eyebrows, "You are still so skillful in passing the blame, but you have not regressed at all."

"Haha, you always love."

Wu Zhiqi shook his head and shouted loudly, "Clear the scene, I want to have a discussion with Li Xiaozi."

Everyone came to the best viewing platform of the temple to watch the competition, and Xiao Hei also swam to the temple with tactfulness.

Seeing the scene cleared, Wu Zhiqi raised his hand and was about to make an ice platform on the lake. Li stopped him, "Senior, just fight like this. Although his skills have not improved during this period, Daoxin has not been let go, so he has figured out some tips in the air, and I hope he can give me some advice."

"Oh, so confident, it's good to let me see." After that, the old monster hung in the air with his hands behind his back, waiting for Li Xian to take action.

Li closed his eyes, quietly thought about his newly realized art of flowing light and shadow painting, and then smiled and said to Wu Zhiqi, "Then I'm here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li's figure suddenly appeared behind Wu Zhiqi, and he slapped his back with a palm. Wu Zhiqi's body turned into a pool of clear water and fell down. His figure appeared ten meters away. Before he could speak, another palm came from behind.

This time Wu Zhiqi was a little surprised because in front of him, Li Zheng, who had just stepped out of his palm behind him, rushed towards him, so who was behind him?

As he moved his body as he moved, Wu Zhiqi continued to dodge his old tricks. This time he moved a distance sideways and saw clearly the situation on the field. Two exactly the same Li, one left and one right, flew towards him, "Is the clone technique? It's interesting, I'll try which one is the real you."

Two ice cones condensed in his hands. Just as they were about to be launched, he keenly found that the corners of both Li's mouths were slightly raised and showed a bad smile.

A gust of palm wind sounded behind Wu Zhiqi again, and the old demon was shocked. Those two were fake? But why were they still flying in the air? Logically speaking, any phantom clone would dissipate after the body made other actions. Why was Li's phantom still doing such complicated actions?

Unfortunately, reality didn't give him much time to think carefully. As a senior, he could basically declare himself losing as long as he was touched. Wu Zhiqi, who has always been very competitive, does not intend to give in so early.

After the water escape, the old demon finally became a little serious after seeing the third Li. No matter how he was beaten, it was not his style. Besides, if he didn't fight back, it seemed that he could not find out what Li's move was.

The old monster who became a little serious was indeed extraordinary, and he didn't see how he moved. A water curtain splashed in the sky spread out from all directions with him as the center. He was confident that those illusory figures would definitely be prototyped in this move.

Sure enough, Wu Zhiqi sensed the real ** from this tentative trick. Humph, when you run away this time, the old monster was secretly happy, but immediately he realized something was wrong. How could there be 4 ** in this perception?

Wu Zhiqi looked at him carefully. Yes, it was four Lis, and they were all still there. He said in unison at him with a smile: "Senior, how about it, it's unexpected."

That's right, there are four voices. Although they make sounds at the same time, all four Lis actually make sounds. This time, even the people in the temple were surprised. Most of the various magic systems actually have the skills to create phantoms. This is due to creating illusions for the enemy. Whether it is sneak attack or confusion, it is useful, but it cannot withstand the temptation of range attacks. However, it is a bit incredible to truly create 4 real bodies like Li's move and still be able to speak.

"Is this the external incarnation of your Taoism?" the old monster asked in a deep voice. If this kind of magical power is really amazing. No matter how weak the clone is, it is still a combat power. The second and second can make the enemy unable to tell where the original body is.

"I thought of this myself. I don't know whether the external incarnation is the principle. Senior, please test the power of this move." The four Li said in unison again. Moreover, the four of them had occupied Wu Zhiqi's four directions, and it seemed that they were planning to attack together.
Chapter completed!