My nose was so angry that it became crooked.
Abbot Xianzun is like a splitting person, he can easily turn one into two, and two into four.
What's even worse is that every separated body has S-level strength!
You must know that if you want to carry the separated soul, you need an immortal weapon.
How many life-saving magic weapons does this guy have?
Moren and I had a tacit understanding, one on the left and the other on the right, chasing each other separately.
I released the shadow of Pangu Banner to slow down his speed, and Moren took out a pistol from his arms.
In other words, it is a pistol-like weapon.
In the midst of my busy schedule, I glanced over and saw Moren raise his hand and shoot. What was fired was not a bullet, but a turbulent flow of energy.
This is a turbulent flow of energy that can tear apart the soul.
The abbot Xianzun who was separated screamed strangely, and his whole body was riddled with holes, which was extremely illusory.
He hurriedly threw out a disc that exuded a shimmering light. The disc was only as big as a palm when it was released, but it quickly grew in size the moment it left his body.
A closed ball was formed in an instant.
Moren jumped over and shouted: "Watch me tear your turtle shell off!"
I didn't bother to look at Moren, but I already understood it in my heart.
Every clone of Abbot Immortal Lord is real.
Each body carries all his memories, and whoever escapes will become the new Abbot Immortal.
This guy initially bullied me because I was young and wanted to use his soul to crush me, but in the end he was evenly matched with me and it cost a lot of money.
It wasn't until Moren joined in that he finally couldn't resist anymore and escaped again.
Yes, this bastard is so difficult to deal with.
People say that the immortals in the fairyland are most afraid of death, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.
I reached out and made a move, and the rune sword that flew out quickly spun back to my hand under the pull of my soul.
The next second, I chased him with a knife, but saw the light of the knife and the shadows circling. In an instant, the Abbot Immortal was cut into countless pieces.
There was a clang on the ground, and a cut and broken dish fell. The plate was full of rune marks, and because the marks were cut off by me, there was also a subtle flow of energy flashing through it.
This is the immortal weapon that carries the Immortal Abbot. In other words, the Immortal Abbot who was hacked to death by me is still a clone.
I was secretly angry.
Why is this guy so difficult to kill!
Killing here and there, they are all clones carried by the immortal weapon!
Where is his true body!
Yes! Immortals are afraid of death and will never dare to fight us with their true bodies!
Besides, one of his hands was cut off by Zhang Sanfen! That hand is a real immortal body, not a piece of immortal weapon.
The real Abbot Immortal Lord has a broken hand!
I calm down.
I competed with Moren to see who could kill the Abbot Immortal Lord first, which made me a little anxious for a moment, but I was confused by the avatar of the Abbot Immortal Lord.
Now think about it carefully, Abbot Immortal Lord's true form will never dare to come out to fight easily.
But where is he hiding?
I closed my eyes, and three souls and seven souls swept past me again.
There's no point in getting entangled with those immortal weapons. Zhang Baiqiang and the others can tidy up these things.
On the contrary, it is the body of the Abbot Immortal Lord. This is the body that he values the most.
The immortal body he had tempered for eight thousand years could not be replaced by one or two immortal weapons. Even if one of his hands was cut off, he would never abandon it!
Hanshan Temple is not big!
But the chaotic energy created by the battle is everywhere! Instead of focusing on these energy sources, I started searching for some inconspicuous places.
The Abbot Immortal is cunning and cunning, and will do anything to survive.
He must be hiding somewhere, watching his clones continue to fight with us, and then looking for opportunities to escape.
He couldn't bear to part with his immortal body, so once he escaped, it would be his whole body that would leave, not his soul.
Where is he hiding?
Where is he hiding?
I'm getting a little anxious. You said that you, a top expert who is about to reach the ultimate state, are playing hide and seek with us. Do you still want to show your face?
If you really want to hide, who can find you?
The more I searched, the more anxious I became, but at this moment, I saw a red flag waving in front of me, but it was the old consul who was inextricably fighting with the clone of an abbot immortal.
Both of them were in the S-level realm, but they didn't have subtle skills, so when they fought, they were so loud that the building collapsed.
But I sighed secretly.
Although this old consul is powerful, his soul has also risen to a sufficient level.
But his swordsmanship is very poor, almost swung wildly.
What was really powerful was the red battle flag in his other hand.
The flag flew up and down, glowing with wisps of red light.
A red light flashed and shone on the avatar of the Immortal Abbot, and wisps of green smoke actually appeared.
My heart suddenly moved. Is the Abbot Immortal afraid of the luck of the Middle Earth?
You must know that even if my Pangu flag spreads out its shadow, it can only restrain the abbot Immortal Lord and cannot cause harm to his body at all.
But a red war flag that carries the fate of China and Earth can corrode the soul of the Abbot Immortal?
Even if it is a cloned soul!
I suddenly took a step forward, and the rune sword swept past me. The avatar of the Abbot Immortal Master suddenly became alarmed and pulled away to escape.
But the old consul yelled: "Don't run away!"
He jumped up and wanted to chase him, but I grabbed the old consul and said seriously: "A clone cannot make a big splash!"
"Zhang Baiqiang will deal with him. Sure enough
, at the moment when the clone escaped, a powerful soul pressure quietly rolled in, followed by Zhang Baiqiang's big face with a scowl.
The hammer in his hand had been crushed by Moren, but he found a rune sword from somewhere and pounced on it fiercely.
I still trust Zhang Baiqiang's strength.
He has already embarked on the road of asking questions. Although he has not truly passed it, he has his own inner persistence. It is basically only a matter of time before he reaches S level.
It may be a bit difficult to deal with a real S-class, but it is more than enough to deal with the clone that evolved from an immortal weapon.
The old consul was panting and said loudly: "He Yongheng! These are all clones! We can't kill them all!"
"We have to find the real abbot Immortal Lord!"
I replied: "That's right! So I'm going to borrow it from you now. Red battle flag!”
They say they are borrowing the red battle flag, but they are actually borrowing the luck of China.
Only with the help of the luck of the Middle Earth, can I find the hiding place of the Abbot Immortal Lord as quickly as possible!
The old consul said without hesitation: "Here you go!"
"You must kill the abbot Immortal!"
"If you let him go back alive, it will have a great impact on the morale of Middle-earth!"
He tossed it casually, and the red war The flag has turned into a stream of light and fallen into my hands.
I felt the surging power in the flag, and my heart suddenly moved.
This is the first time I have come into contact with something as mysterious and mysterious as luck.
This thing is really amazing. (End of chapter)