When he realized that the Wushuang War Soul was not chasing him, Dorgon realized that he had fallen into a trap.

The inhibitor's vapor mist is a cover, forcing him and Baker Richardson to retreat, and his real goal is Pojun's clone.

In the form of a target, the masters of the Extreme Dao fight at a distance of not far or near. No matter which side wants to attack, the other side can restrain and rescue. There is almost no chance of gathering fire.

The inhibitor's vapor mist created such an opportunity. The masters of the Baoze camp took the opportunity to gather a clone of the Pojun. The clone is a senior, but facing the sword of Qi that specializes in it, facing the unparalleled battle soul and the immortal bird, it is not surprising that it is instantly killed.

He was put on a slight psychological shadow on the vapor mist made by the inhibitor.

He doesn't want to fall into such an environment again. Secondly, Qin Ze's acting skills are simply impeccable, and he vividly interprets the desperate beast.

The despair and ferociousness deceived themselves, Richardson and Pojun, making them think that the boy had already made all his bets.

Dorgon stopped suddenly and his body disappeared from the spot, and rushed to rescue the clone of the Pojun ruler.

Baker Richardson's chest was fluctuating violently, regardless of the inhibitor vapor mist, he sucked in a lot of oxygen. He tried his best to launch the blessing of the God of War, and his speed increased in an instant.

The closest to that clone was Qingshi’s own clone. The two clones shared their senses and were manipulated by the same consciousness, so it was the first to detect the crisis.

Hissing!

Just as Master Qing was about to rescue his clone, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain. The process was only less than a second, and his powerful mental power suppressed the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

A translucent Yin God flew out of its sea of ​​consciousness and fled in the air like a life-long act.

At this time, Master Qing heard the sharp sound of breaking through the air behind him and the scorching wave of air, which was the sword energy of the sword of Qi.

Yin Shen's sneak attack is closely linked to the attack behind it, and does not give it a chance to think and dodge. The other party cooperates tacitly, as if he has practiced many times, but it is not a sudden move, but has made plans.

If it was another attack, the Qing Master would not even look at it. So what if it was a head-on attack? The Immortal Bird could not do anything to it, but the sword of Qi attacked behind it, which is another matter.

It had no choice but to turn around and respond, and its energy gathered its palms. It wanted to use a move to "Live with Heaven and Earth" to scare the other party away.

But when I remembered the encounter that night and the stubborn Li Peiyun, it had to change its way of fighting for life, condensed its energy in its palm, and held it upwards.

The two straight-sting soldiers stabbed upwards at the same time. The huge force made Li Peiyun and Li Xianyu stagger. The distance between the two sides was very close, so close that Qingshi could kick one person to death with one kick.

Fortunately, Dan Chenzi stretched out his palms in time, condensed his energy into the palms, pulled the two people who were staggering forward back, and at the same time ordered Yin Shen to pretend to attack.

"This guy is indeed stronger than Baker Richardson." Li Peiyun breathed out.

I didn't feel this way when I fought last time. The main reason was that the main output and MT were Qin Ze, and the three of them were just supporting him.

Now that one-on-one matches, it feels like you will be destroyed by the clone of the Qing Master within a hundred moves.

"Of course, it's deeper than Richardson." Li Xianyu looked relaxed.

After saying that, the two of them shut up and held their breath.

On the other side, at the feet of the clone that was close to Qin Ze, the earth cracked open, and the dark brown soil condensed into two huge palms in the flying mud foam, grabbing the legs of the clone Po Jun.

In a moment, ice slags that turned into flames followed closely. She circled around the Pojun clone, and the flames burned into a blazing tornado, burning the dark blue humanoid creature into a translucent monster in red.

The blazing sword light lit up, and Qin Ze poured all the Qi machine into the Qi sword, and the Qi soldiers were unprecedentedly bright.

Huhu

His chest was undulating like a full-power blower. Every time he vomited and sucked, it brought out strong wind. The dense fog flowed into his nostrils and was spit out like white smoke.

Bang!

As the sound of the cracking of the brown plains was blowing out, Qin Ze emitted light and the white light closed into a line.

Lightning flash.

The white light penetrated the head of the red and translucent clone, and the white light that was bound into lines rushed out hundreds of meters.

The head exploded into small pieces of meat in response to sound, turning into coke in the combustion of flames and white light, and losing its activity.

Pupu Pupu Qin Ze waved countless crosses in an instant, dismembering Qingshi's clone into pieces, the fragments collapsed and fell, bursting out of Mars, like a pot of dumped charcoal.

The red flames and white sword energy licked the flesh and blood, turning them into the most essential coke, depriving them of activity and strength.

"No!!"

The Qingshi roared shrillly.

The sword of qi in Qin Ze's hand dissipated, and he half-kneeled on the ground, beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down his cheeks, gathering in his jaw, drop by drop.

This sword seemed to have drained his physical strength, making him look like an athlete who had just finished a long-distance running, panting and greedily swallowing and exhaling oxygen.

Everyone present envies him

Bing Zhazi and Grandma Zu stood by him, beware of the incoming rush to jump over the wall, Dorgon and Beck Richardson took the opportunity to attack him.

The three stinky brothers quickly slipped to the two women for shelter.

At this time, Dorgon and President Beck had already come to Qingshi. Both of them saw the fallen clone, frowned, and looked very bad.

The limit of the master of Pojun is three senior masters. They contributed one in the hotel that day, and there were two clones left, and now one more dead. That is to say, the last clone present is equivalent to the original body.

This clone died again, and the Lord of Pojun officially fell.

Dorgon and Beck Richardson wished this guy had fallen, but it shouldn't be the present.

They lost a teammate of the Extreme Dao for nothing.

The attack was not good, and he was bombarded by a burst of wild bombing, and then he lost a teammate of the extreme Taoism. Even Baker Richardson's scheming could not help but feel impatient.

He subconsciously glanced at Dorgon and Qingshi. The two old guys looked serious and their eyes were calm, making people unable to see any emotion.

Baker Richardson slowly let out a breath, suppressing his inner impatience and calming his mind.

Master Qing noticed a scorching gaze, which was so hot that it was as eye-catching as a person in his realm.

It’s Li Xianyu!

The boy was staring at it, like a hungry wolf staring at prey, like a man in the abyss.

He finally revealed that unforgettable hatred was finally revealed at this moment without reservation.

"Little boy" Qingshi murmured.

The armed helicopters were still firing inhibitor bombs, and expensive warheads hit the vital masters, spewing out dense vapor mist like smoke bombs.

This is to pour out all the inventory you carry before you can stop.

Li Xianyu changed his tone and said that the ability of money is worthy of being the most powerful superpower in the world. It has a wide range of uses and varied varieties. It is suitable for various places and can meet various needs.

It's much easier to use than the monotonous abilities of the blood descendants.

Strictly speaking, fruit is not the power of this world, so there is no problem with superpower rating NO.1.

In addition, he vaguely knew that the boss was probably not a bloodborne person.

Non-blooded descendants cannot enter the Wanshen Palace, which is equivalent to the access control of Bing Zhazi, which was set up by herself.

After formulating the plan for the Wanshen Palace, Qin Ze privately looked for Bing Zhazi and asked her to cancel the access control and allow non-blooded people to enter. The reason was that the people carrying weapons would be mixed with ordinary people who knew that the existence of blood, but not blood, such as the military.

Bing Zhazi didn't say anything on the surface, and when he was whispering to Li Xianyu, he revealed his speculation that Qin Ze was not a bloodborne. The reason was that in southern Xinjiang, Qin Ze was staring at the inhibitor and Dorgon was indistinguishable from fighting. Dorgon lacked escape, and this forced her and grandma were brought out of the inhibitor range and ambushed Dorgon severely.

Bloodborne cannot do this step. No matter how strong your lung capacity is, such a fierce battle will consume extremely physical strength. If you don’t breathe oxygen, you will not be able to hold on to the endless physical strength.

It’s like a long-distance runner is strong, but if you hold your breath and run for a while, you will be exhausted.

But if you are not a bloodborne, how could you practice to the extreme? Even Bing Zhazi, who is well-informed, cannot understand this reason, let alone Li Xianyu.

There is no doubt that the big boss has a secret, which is certain. A human who has been practicing for five years and is not a bloodborne can actually enter the extreme path. How could there be no secret?

However, Li Xianyu does not intend to explore, at least not yet.

So far, everyone is still standing on the same boat. Since the goals are the same in the short term, there is no need to care about anything else. If you have a big breakup early, it will be a bad thing.

After everyone parted ways, let’s take care of these things.

A dense mist enveloped everyone, and the two sides confronted silently.

Baker Richardson changed his tone, broke the silence, and asked a long-willed question: "How did you know we would enter through this entrance?"

Embarrassingly, no one responded to this Erwuzi.

"Don't look at me like this. I want to avenge your adoptive father. You are too young. You are not even the most powerful." Qingshi sneered and mocked.

Unconcealed malice appeared in his shiny pupils: "It's been so many years, and I haven't been so embarrassed for so many years. Only one clone is left."

"Your clone will die soon. Master Qing, the time is coming to pay blood debts and blood." Li Xianyu said softly.

He thought that one day he would look ferocious and be as imposing as a rainbow when he said this sentence.

In the end, it was so calm.

Master Qing only has one clone left, and his three clones are all the original body. Only one survives, and he will not die. Correspondingly, if the three clones are eliminated, he will die completely. Those flesh and blood that can be parasitic have no self-consciousness, no remains, and do not have the divine nature of self-consciousness.

"Blood debt and blood repayment?" Master Qing yelled, as if he was too lazy to argue, and said leisurely: "I was thinking about it. It seems that it would be better to change a clone to another extreme."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ze, who was extremely tired and weak, suddenly groaned and then screamed.

Li Xianyu and others were surprised, turned their heads to look, and suddenly changed color.

Qin Ze's neck and cheeks were covered with dark blue flesh and blood. At this time, flesh and blood were eroding his body. Human palms quickly dyed dark blue, and his nails turned sharp and dark horny.

The brown pupils turned into bloody red pupils.

In the Dantian, a faint white light rose, and the dark blue flesh and blood material was marching with the white light.
To be continued...