Chapter 3455 The Power of Clone

The high level of the Hall of Eternal Life.

The highest level of the dark world.

The difference in plane level is also the difference in strength.

The little Taoist is strong, the mad king is crazy, but...their strength is still unable to fight against the strong from the dark world. This is why the master of the palace of eternal life wants Long Fei to complete the experience of the master of eternal life quickly, so that the palace of eternal life can return to the realm of eternal life s reason.

The little Taoist priest and the mad king suffered a lot of injuries, but it is impossible for just a phantom to kill them.

They want to do it again.

but.

At this moment, Long Fei's avatar who had been watching silently stood in front of the little Taoist priest and the mad king, and said with a heavy voice, "I'm coming!"

The word "I'm coming" was like a thunderbolt, and it shook instantly.

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

The mad king said: "You are just a warrior in the primordial world, you are not his opponent."

The little Taoist said: "Mad King, who is he? Why do I feel that he is kind of kind?"

The mad king said: "I don't know either. When I saw him for the first time, I was the same as you. It seemed very familiar. Now is not the time to talk about these things. You get out of the way and let me go."

Long Fei's avatar has never left the Hongmeng Realm.

Even the Mad King is not an opponent, so how can a warrior from the Primordial Realm be an opponent of White Hair Phantom?

The little Taoist also said: "Although we are not opponents, it is not so simple for him to kill us both."

"You'd better get out of here quickly."

The avatar didn't leave, he looked at the white-haired phantom, and said slightly: "He has already started to kill, if you go up this time, you will die!"

The Mad King was startled, "Will you die?"

The little Taoist was also taken aback.

Neither of them believed it.

But the avatar's expression was extremely serious, and his pupils turned purple.

The white-haired phantom looked at the purple pupils of the avatar and also shuddered secretly, "There are people born with purple pupils in this world? It's strange!"

The clone took a step forward, looked at the white-haired phantom, and said, "I don't care who you kill, no matter how many people die in the Primordial Realm, it doesn't matter to me, but... this is the Primordial Realm, a plane. There are trillions of living beings, if you say you want to destroy them, then destroy them?"

While talking, while walking.

Every time he took a step, Ziyan burst out.

The avatar seemed to be walking on purple powder, the feet fell, the purple mist rose, and the aura on his body was also slowly changing drastically.

The Mad King was stunned, "What, what kind of power is this?"

"Little Taoist, have you seen it?"

The little Taoist shook his head and said: "I have studied the cultivation methods and powers of the Primordial Realm, and there is no such purple power at all."

"Isn't he also an Outlander?"

The mad king said: "It doesn't look like it. If it is a strong man from the outer domain, then he should know what kind of existence the Dark World is, and he will definitely not step into this muddy water."

The dark world, the rogue plane in the highest plane.

Domineering and unparalleled.

Anyone who offends the dark world will have no good end.

The little Taoist said: "That's strange."

The Mad King said: "Let's take a look first, this guy is not simple."

The shock in Baifa Xuying's heart became stronger and stronger, not only the Mad King and the little Taoist priest had never seen this kind of power, but even they had never seen this kind of power.

"Purple Flame?"

The white-haired phantom made a slight sound, stared at the clone and said, "Of course I said that this low-level plane will be destroyed, so it will be destroyed."

"Can you stop me?"

"snort!"

"Overreach!"

for a moment.

The power on his body burst out even more fiercely, and this time the Primordial Realm trembled even more violently.

The mountains collapsed, the rivers stopped flowing, and the sea water poured back.

Landslides, ground cracks, and the sky are trembling.

All of this is like a harbinger of the destruction of the world, and the power of the law is chaotic and completely uncontrollable.

There was a howl in the Hongmeng Realm.

Pain, screams, and kneeling to worship the sky, at this moment they realize how small and weak they are. Under the crushing power of the strong, they are not even ants.

"Crack!"

Suddenly.

White light lightning fell and the sky cracked.

Jian Lao felt cold in his heart, "It's over!"

Mie Lao said: "The power to destroy the world?"

Murong Xiong looked at the sky, and then smiled wryly, "I didn't expect that I would die here. It's okay, I can't protect Long Fei, so I just happened to be buried with him."

All of them accepted their fate.

So what if you don't accept your fate?

Can't do anything!

...

The sky cracked, and the Jingu land sank.

The white-haired phantom hooked his mouth, and said with a sneer: "There is no need for this kind of garbage plane to exist, garbage plane, garbage people, all die to me..."

The word "death" has not yet fallen.

suddenly.

The doppelgänger disappears.

The white-haired phantom frowned, and said contemptuously: "It's useless, no one can stop it..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a palm was suddenly pressed against the chest of the white phantom.

No pain.

but!

At this moment, above the five fingers, a series of purple sealing runes suddenly burst out, covering the phantom of the white hair in such an instant.

The white-haired phantom's pupils shrank suddenly, "Purple Flame Seal?"

"The Purple Sun God Emperor?"

"You,,, you,,, who are you?"

"Who are you?"

With horror in his eyes, he couldn't believe everything in front of him. He didn't believe that the purple flame rune on his body was the power of that god emperor.

at this time.

The Mad King was slightly taken aback, and said, "Who is the Emperor Ziyang? I haven't heard of it."

The little Taoist also frowned like the white-haired phantom, and said: "A super strong man in the Great Yang Realm, but...but...impossible."

The mad king was shocked and said: "Dayang Realm? Isn't that the highest plane? How could it appear here? This fierce man is also from the Great Yang Realm?"

"The Purple Sun God Emperor?"

The subconscious mind trembled secretly, "So the master is the Ziyang God Emperor? He is from the Sun Realm?"

"No wonder!"

"No wonder it's so strong, but...why did he choose me?"

"For what reason?"

Doppelgänger does not understand.

After he left Long Fei, his cultivation had been guided by some kind of force, as if someone was pointing him invisible.

After entering the Hongmeng Realm, he knew a person.

That is his master.

Dressed in black, he couldn't see his appearance, just like a black shadow, but he was always taking good care of a lamp in his hand.

Very strange lamp.

He saw the master staring at the lamp in a daze several times, and even talked to the lamp.

He asked, but the master never answered, only let him practice hard.

As for what that lamp is?

He didn't know it before, but later he discovered that the flame inside the lamp was not the flame, but the soul!

A person's soul!

It was impossible to know what kind of person he was, and he didn't take it to heart.

Now that the white-haired phantom was talking about it, it was only in the avatar's heart that he knew that the master originally came from the Great Yang Realm.

The little Taoist said: "No wonder we have never seen the power in him, so it comes from the Great Yang Realm."

"It's fierce now!"