Chapter 3912: Just Like... Like This!! (3rd Update)

Jibaoxuan has been turned into a ruin, and all the protective restrictions around it have been extinguished and dissipated. When Ye Wuque and Mu Daoqi walked out of it, the surroundings were already covered with a powerful and brave figure wearing a black military robe. It looks like the kind of escort team that licks blood from its knife edge is doing its best to clean up the ruins of Jibaoxuan.

When they saw Ye Wuque, the members of the escort team immediately stood up straight and saluted Ye Wuque, respectfully and neatly, but none of them opened their mouths, as if they were mute.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's heart is no longer here, and naturally he will not stay for a long time. Obviously, the Lord of Darkness Palace has done a very comprehensive job. It is expected that Jibaoxuan will completely disappear from Chengtian Territory soon, and even after a period of time, what happened here today Things will disappear completely.

"My dear friend, something is very wrong!"

Mu Daoqi, who was following Ye Wuque, suddenly spoke with a low tone and a hint of solemnity!

Ye Wuque stopped, looked at Mu Daoqi, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "You want to say why that fake Wang Ling led his team to kill us, and even killed us, but you started from the beginning You don’t have any feelings for the citizens, right?”

Of course Ye Wuque had noticed this a long time ago!

Mu Daoqi expressed unbelievable doubts and disbelief at that time.

"My dear friend, have you noticed?"

Mu Daoqi suddenly marveled at his benefactor's eyesight and concentration. In such a severe environment just now, his benefactor could still notice such a detail.

But immediately Mu Daoqi became a little confused and said: "That's what's wrong! Why is this happening? Pseudo-king spirits will definitely react to each other. This is an eternal law, but..."

"It's very simple, because the pseudo-king spirit is not...the real body."

The unpredictability on Ye Wuque's face slowly turned into a smile that was not a smile, and he spoke like this.

"What? Not the real body? Could it be that he is just a soul clone like the Lord of Darkness?"

Mu Daoqi was suddenly shocked!

"No! No, it's not a spiritual clone. His physical body is a real existence. I won't be wrong about this."

Mu Daoqi denied this again.

"What he came here is not a clone of the soul. To be precise, it should be a method similar to seizing the body. He condenses a trace of his soul power into some kind of seed in advance, and uses special magical techniques to steal it without anyone noticing. Entering the power of another person's body, and then using magical power to activate the seeds thousands of miles away, it turns into one's own soul. Then the bird takes over the dove's nest and occupies the other person's body, making it a flesh-and-blood clone of one's own, just like... …”

"so!"

Having said this, Ye Wuque suddenly raised the back of his right hand and raised it to Mu Daoqi's eyes!

"Ah? What do you mean, benefactor?"

Mu Daoqi was a little confused.

I saw a purple-gold light flashing in Ye Wuque's eyes, and an indescribable majestic power of the soul swept across the back of his raised hand like sand in the wind!

The next moment!

Mu Daoqi's eyes suddenly widened! !

On the back of Yu Ye Wuque's raised right hand, a strange spark suddenly lit up!

The sparks were igniting red at first, but soon turned dark and strange, and even turned into a spider web to entangle on the back of Ye Wuque's hand, and kept filling his eyes!

Mu Daoqi understood in an instant, and his eyes filled with infinite murderous intent! !

"That damn guy actually wants to take over your benefactor's body??"

Mu Daoqi has understood everything.

No wonder that after the ghost of the false king was wiped out, there would be a few sparks left on the ground. I originally thought it was just a bit of debris that would soon be wiped out, but now it seems that this is clearly the other party's weird magical power, and its fundamental purpose is to deal with the benefactor!

"I have to say that this kind of magical power is indeed weird and unpredictable. It is silent and no accident. It should be his innate magical power. Unfortunately, it seems that he has not mastered it yet..."

Ye Wuque looked at the back of his hand, smiled softly and spoke, but his bright eyes became deeper and deeper.

The sparks left behind by the false Wang Ling before his death seemed ordinary, but actually contained something strange. How could he hide it from such a great soul saint like Ye Wuque at such a close distance?

The reason why he remained calm was mainly because he wanted to know what this pseudo-king spirit was going to do, and at the same time confirm his guess. As he thought, this pseudo-king spirit was just a flesh and blood clone, and this spark should be his magical power. initiating medium.

"Damn it! This guy is really cunning and sinister. He is lucky this time. It is just a flesh and blood clone. Otherwise, under the suppression of the Dark Palace Master, he will definitely die! It would be a pity to let him escape!"

"And this time it's clear that he has been alerted, and it will not be easy to find him out again."

Mu Daoqi felt extremely regretful.

"Escape? It's not that easy..."

Ye Wuque suddenly smiled faintly, showing off his sharp edge!

The power of the Great Soul Saint of Annihilation is not just about perception!

Immediately, Mu Daoqi saw his benefactor suddenly closing his eyes, a golden vertical pupil looming in his forehead, and at the same time he felt an indescribable vast power spreading out in a mysterious and mysterious way!

The sparks on the back of Ye Wuque's right hand were immediately completely wrapped, imprisoned, swallowed, and occupied by this majestic power of the soul...

That cave in the remote area of ​​Chengtian Territory.

Ling Yuekong, who was sitting cross-legged inside and motionless, suddenly trembled all over, his eyes suddenly opened, bloodshot, and he began to pant violently. He was sweating all over his body, and his face turned pale. He could no longer maintain the original cross-legged posture, and leaned against the wall, as if he was exhausted.

While panting, his bloodshot eyes were filled with shock, anger, fear, viciousness, cruelty, and mockery. After more than ten breaths, he sat up again.

"Miscalculated! Really miscalculated! I didn't expect that the bastard would set up such a killing game and lure me into the trap! If I hadn't happened to have a breakthrough in the Tianhuo Duzhao magic, I would have made a Tianhuo clone on a whim, but I went there myself, then now..."

When he thought of the feeling of turning into ashes, Ling Yuekong's heart still surged with a strong fear and fear!

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