Chapter 1315 Under the Mask

"Split?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes slightly, but soon realized that this was not a split, because if it were, the two Emperor Spirits that appeared should not be at the peak of the fourth step in terms of breath, just like before.

It's more like... a calling.

Once one dies, two will be summoned. It is conceivable that if these two also perish, then there is a great possibility that four will appear, and the cycle repeats. In this way, the so-called immortality is achieved.

"But it's a bit different from the normal fourth step peak." Wang Baole looked at the two gathered emperor spirits, and was thoughtful amidst the trembling and nervousness of the Xidao youth beside him.

Whether it was in the Immortal Gang Continent or compared to himself, Wang Baole was no stranger to the fourth step, so he quickly noticed the flaws in the Emperor Spirit in front of him.

They seem to be the fourth step, but in fact they seem to be re-engraved, lacking a soul, more like a tool-like puppet, and such a fourth step, even if it has its power, still has a big gap.

Not to mention Wang Baole, even a fourth step from Xiangang Continent can directly crush an Emperor Spirit.

"Besides... such a summoning cannot be endless." Although he had a judgment in his heart, in this strange world of Yuanyu Daokong, Wang Baole was not prepared to expose himself too much before he obtained complete information about this place.

He knew very well that he had entered this universe through the method of dreaming, and to a certain extent, he had sneaked here. The purpose of doing this was to prevent the emperor from being aware of it, so as to achieve his plan to cut off the cause and effect with him.

According to Wang Baole's analysis, the current emperor is most likely in a deep sleep stage, so the possibility of his success is still extremely high.

And the root of this plan is to walk in front of the emperor before he notices it, blend into the black wooden nail, and give the opponent a fatal blow.

It seems simple, but to really do it, you need to adapt to the situation.

But in the final analysis, the necessary concealment still needs to be done, and at the same time, the act of probing is still necessary, so after these thoughts quickly turned in the mind, at the moment when the two emperor spirits raised their heads and rushed towards Wang Baole, Wang Baole suddenly retreated.

The speed was so fast that he escaped from this area directly and crashed into the golden net that emerged from the blood mist behind him.

The moment he came into contact with the golden net, Wang Baole's cultivation was running at full strength, but he didn't explode completely. Instead, he stopped at the touch of the golden net behind him.

With the help of this momentary touch, Wang Baole immediately tried out the limit that the golden net could withstand. He was sure that after concentrating all of his cultivation base on one point, he could break it in an instant by relying on the Baji Dao, thereby escaping. out.

After being tested by him, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, instead of leaving in a hurry, his eyes flashed coldly, and he rushed towards the two emperor spirits who were chasing him.

"You, you, you... why did you rush up, why didn't you leave?" The young man held by Wang Baole's right hand wailed at this moment.

In his cognition, Emperor Spirit is like a god, invincible and inviolable, representing the way of heaven in the whole world, but this fierce man who captured him alive chose to make a move again after making the move.

This made him wail, but at the same time, fear filled his mind.

Perhaps because he thought his wailing was unpleasant, when Wang Baole rushed out, he directly put the young man into his cuffs with supernatural powers, without slowing down, and touched the two emperor spirits in an instant.

In the midst of the roar, the rules of the waterway came down, and in the haze of all directions, the two emperor spirits froze immediately, as if the blood and Taoism in their bodies had reversed, and their bodies stagnated for a short time.

This time, it is death.

As Wang Baole approached, his right index finger turned into an afterimage, and touched the eyebrows of the masks of the two Emperor Spirits. With a bang, the masks and their heads collapsed at the same time.

Wang Baole frowned. He originally planned to break off the mask first to see the other person's appearance, but the mask seemed to be completely integrated with their appearance and could not be separated separately.

"It doesn't matter if you don't look at it." Wang Baole snorted coldly, and when he waved his hands, the pressure from all directions rose again, directly crushing the bodies of the two emperor spirits.

In the next moment, the flesh and blood crushed by Wang Baole were put together again, and four emperor spirits appeared, still wearing masks, still silent, with empty eyes, rushing towards Wang Baole.

Soon four became eight, eight became sixteen, then thirty-two...

Wang Baole was still fighting, his moves were swift and flowing, and he continued to kill, but his brows became more and more frowned, until the number of emperor spirits that appeared reached sixty-four... Wang Baole also became slightly short of breath.

Even if these emperor spirits are far behind the real fourth step, they have no souls, just like magic tools, but this kind of superiority in numbers is already a monstrous horror to the outside world.

Enough to destroy any major force.

It can even be said that looking at the entire universe, including all areas including the Immortal Gang Continent, the number of real fourth steps is probably less than a few dozen.

So even if Wang Baole's cultivation reached the fifth step, he still felt a great sense of crisis at this moment, especially... these emperor spirits seemed to be inexhaustible.

What made Wang Baole feel even more dangerous was that when the number of emperor spirits appeared, when it reached sixty-four, he had a faint perception that there seemed to be a ray of breath in an unknown place far away from here, faintly visible, like a deep sleep The person's eyelids moved slightly, showing signs of awakening.

And this breath gave Wang Baole the feeling that it was... the emperor he was looking for!

"Can't continue!"

The degree of splitting of the emperor's spirit has been tested, and it may not be a problem if it is more than a hundred. At the same time, it has also been tested that too many divisions of the emperor's spirit will cause the emperor to wake up, so Wang Baole decisively chose to retreat.

With a bang, his body collided with the big golden net, causing the big net to collapse instantly. At the same time, dozens of emperor spirits chased after him. To shoot.

Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and his right hand suddenly lifted up. At this moment, a white light appeared on his fingertips, like the reflection of paper, and directly touched the forehead of the coming Di Ling.

Exactly the paper rules.

This is what Wang Baole thought of, the way to take off the mask of Emperor Ling is to turn the mask into paper!

As Wang Baole's fingertips fell, the paper rules suddenly descended. In an instant, the mask on the face of the chasing Emperor Ling became thinner and turned into white paper. It seemed that it could not be worn, and fell from his face, revealing Zhang... After letting Wang Baole see it, the face of a hundred thousand thunders roared in his mind.

That face...although there is no expression, although it is very numb, although it is abnormally pale, but it is similar to Wang Baole's appearance...

exactly the same! !