However, as the patriarch of the virtual ghost, even if it is only a clone, it is different from the ordinary ghost. With a roar, a black energy erupted from the body, and barely blocked the golden light for a moment. Xingfei fled out, free of the golden light.
puff!
The virtual spirit clone appeared more than ten feet away, his face pale as paper, but when he looked closely, he found that the golden beam of light was missing.
"not good!"
Before he could react, several golden electric lights shot quickly from all directions, and in a flash, they penetrated the chest and lower abdomen of the virtual spirit clone.
The virtual spirit clone's body twisted for a while, and the mana that had just barely gathered in the body was once again dissipated by the golden electric glow.
The figure blossomed, Liu Ming appeared in front of the virtual spirit clone, with five fingers, several golden electric lights emitted from his hand, forming a thunder and lightning cage that enveloped the virtual spirit clone in it.
"This... what kind of lightning magical power is this! Who are you?" The ghost clone was terrified, and its body rushed from left to right in the thunder and lightning cage, and was bombarded by golden arcs.
Liu Ming's face was silent, ignoring Xu Ling's question, and pinching the tactics with one hand, an ancient golden talisman appeared on his chest, which was the talisman of Heavenly Thunder that he had sealed for a long time.
After experiencing the Nine Heavens God Thunder reshaping the flesh, the power of thunder and lightning inspired by the Sky Thunder Technique has completely turned into a dazzling golden color, its power has greatly increased, and it contains a bit of the power of the Nine Heaven God Thunder.
Immediately afterwards, a golden electric light with the thickness of an arm shot out from the palm of his palm and bombarded the Void Spirit Clone.
There was a screaming scream from the thunder and lightning cage, and in the golden electric light, the virtual spirit clone suddenly turned into a burst of blue smoke and completely disappeared.
In the secret room deep underground in the center of the Mo Jinglin, Xu Ling was sitting cross-legged on the ground, muttering words, one after another, the magic tricks ejected from his hand, submerged in the gray-white humanoid puppet not far in front of him.
The gray-white puppet's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and earthworm-like runes gradually appeared on his body, and he could faintly feel that a huge breath was about to awaken.
At this moment, Xu Ling's body shook and suddenly raised his head.
"Even so soon I was killed by a clone, or was killed by the weakest True Pill Early You Clan, wait, golden thunder and lightning? The spells of this child are a bit weird... Humph, I will ask you to settle the account at that time!"
Xu Ling snorted coldly, and was immersed in the sacrifice puppet again.
…
Somewhere in Mo Jinglin, after Liu Ming killed the Void Spirit Clone, he put away the Hell and the Bone Scorpion, after a moment of hesitation, his figure flew towards the sky.
This Mo Jinglin interfered with the divine consciousness so much. The virtual spirit clone just lurked on his side and couldn't notice it. The area of this Mo Jinglin is so large that it will be blindly searched, and I am afraid that it will eventually lead to nothing.
And he faintly felt that the purpose of Xu Ling's drawing them all the way to this Mo Jinglin was not as simple as getting out of here. Although he was quite confident in his own strength, he first joined Biyan and others. good.
Thinking like this, Liu Ming flew into the air, glanced around, and galloped away in one direction.
In another place in Mo Jinglin, two rays of light, one ash and one basket, collided fiercely in mid-air, and waves of invisible mana were transmitted far away.
Fighting fiercely here is the sword-backed youth Jian Wu, and another virtual spirit clone.
Although the sword-backed young man was severely injured before, he did not know whether he used the secret technique or took some superb healing medicine. At this moment, he seems to have basically recovered his vitality. The two purple flying swords in his hand are flying horizontally and horizontally, and the sword is four. Overflowing, turned into an impermeable purple sword net, firmly suppressed the avatar of the virtual spirit.
The avatar of the virtual spirit is holding a black long spear surrounded by gray air, and transforms into a black wandering dragon to protect the whole body, barely blocking the fierce offensive of the sword-backed youth. Although it is downwind, it will not fall for a while. defeat.
At this moment, the sword-backed youth chanted a mantra, pinched the sword art, and the two purple flying swords merged into one like lightning, turning into a huge machete, flashed by a purple streamer, and slashed boldly.
The virtual spirit clone seemed to know that this trick was not good enough to take it forcibly, and under the sway of his figure, he wanted to dodge it.
At this moment, suddenly an ancient mirror appeared on top of his head at some unknown time, and a white beam of light fell from the sky, covering the virtual spirit clone inside.
The virtual spirit clone was stagnant, and the purple streamer was cut off abruptly, splitting the virtual spirit clone into two.
The avatar of the imaginary spirit that had been cut in half was still not dead. The two halves of the body turned into a cloud of gray air with a bang, and fled towards the dense smoky stone pillars in the distance.
The fire flashed, and a huge scarlet firefowl actually flashed from the two gray-white stone pillars in front. Before it blocked the gray gas, it opened its mouth and ejected a crimson fire-pillar meteor that hit the gray gas.
The gray energy suddenly dispersed, and the virtual spirit clone stumbled out and let out a scream.
As soon as the wings of the scarlet firefowl spread out, a large flame spread out from the wings, and the radius of several tens of meters suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and the virtual spirit clone was enveloped in it.
"Swish"!
A crimson circle of fire flew out of the sea of fire like lightning, and the virtual spirit clone was trapped inside in a flash. At the same time, the white beam of light shrouded in the midair again, and the avatar of the virtual spirit suddenly couldn't move.
At this moment, two purple flying swords slashed down wildly, a purple sword light submerged the virtual spirit clone inside, and the sound of screams came from inside, quickly turning into nothingness.
After a while, a large sea of flames dissipated, and two more figures appeared beside the sword-backed man, the old man in green robe and the man with hanging eyebrows.
"Brother Shi, Brother Li, thank you for your help, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to kill this virtual spirit clone." The young man with the back sword waved his hand, and the two purple flying swords shot back into the back. Then he folded his hands to the old man in Qingpao duo.
"Brother Jian, don't be polite, you and I work together to do things for Lord Youwang, why bother to say thanks." The old man in Qingpao put away the ancient mirror and smiled faintly.
Immediately afterwards, the sea of flames filled the sky instantly, and the crimson fire bird's body flashed into a crimson bead, and together with a red bracelet, it flew back at the same time, and fell into the hands of the middle-aged man with hanging eyebrows.
This person didn't speak, but nodded to the sword-backed youth, and cast his gaze around vigilantly.
"Brother Shi Ku, what shall I do next?" The sword-backed youth looked at the green-robed old man and asked.
Hearing the words, the man with eyebrows also closed his gaze and turned to look at the old man in Qingpao.
Among the three, the green-robed old man has the highest cultivation level, and the sword-backed youth and the man with hanging eyebrows are faintly led by the green-robed old man.
"The situation in the Smoky Crystal Forest seems a little weird at the moment. From the perspective of the next, it is basically impossible to find the true body of the Void Spirit by wandering aimlessly like this. According to me, it is still with others. Let's talk about people confluence." The Qingpao old man said in a thoughtful tone.
Neither the sword-backed youth nor the man with hanging eyebrows had any opinion. Then the three of them discussed again, and they turned into three rays of light and soared into the sky, hovering in the air for a while, and flew away in the direction they had come.
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In a gray-white stone forest thousands of miles away from the old man in the green robe, countless green filaments are criss-crossed and intertwined, as if hundreds of green spider webs are tangled together, turning this area within a radius of tens of meters into a single piece. Spherical green wire cage.
Green flames appeared on the green filaments, trapping a virtual spirit clone in the middle.
This imaginary avatar has already displayed the body of Lingyi at this moment, turning into a gray mist, protruding from left to right in the green silk cage, but the dense green filaments are still entangled on the gray mist. , To bind it firmly.
Above the green silk cage, Bi Yan stood in the air with a solemn expression, green light flowing in his eyes, and a series of magic tricks formed continuously with both hands, constantly submerging in the green small streamer floating in front of him.
Whoops!
The green light on the flag's face flashed out, and a group of green flames flashed out from it, plummeted downward, passed through the green silk cage, and directly landed on the virtual spirit clone.
The Voice of Zizi is a masterpiece!
The avatar of the virtual spirit uttered screams and screams, and his body became smaller and smaller, and it quickly turned into ashes.
Seeing this, Bi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of paleness appeared on his face.
The ubiquitous interference power in the Smoky Crystal Forest made him spend a lot more mana to use this series of secret techniques than usual.
He took out a pill and took it, his face looked better, and he waved his hand to make a magic trick. The countless green silks turned into a little green light, and the coils flew back into the green small streamers.
Suddenly, Bi Yan frowned and turned to look at the sky in the distance.
"Swish"!
A black escape light galloped from a distance, and fell down, revealing a figure, which was Liu Ming.
"It turned out to be Brother Yin!"
Bi Yan's complexion was loose, showing a faint smile, and nodded to Liu Ming.
"I felt that there was a fluctuation in the fighting technique here, and I rushed over to take a look. I didn't expect it to be Brother Bi Yan! It seems that the battle is over." Liu Ming looked at the gray mist gradually dissipating around him and nodded.
"It's just a clone, has Fellow Dao found the body of the virtual spirit?" Bi Yan smiled faintly, and asked.
"This Mo Jinglin has too much interference with the divine consciousness, and it still has nothing to do with it." Liu Ming shook his head and sighed.
Bi Yan frowned upon hearing this.
"Friend Biyan, the imaginary spirit led us to Mo Jinglin here. I am afraid it is not just to escape. If I wait to continue to act separately, I am afraid that it is inappropriate, and I will fall into the imaginary spirit's trap." Liu Ming gave Bi Yan a hand after considering it for a moment.
Bi Yan showed a pensive color when he heard the words, and nodded after a long while: "Brother Yin is reasonable, it is better to let everyone gather together."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a thick red beam of light rose into the sky. In a flash, it reached a height of a thousand meters, and then it turned into a large swath of eye-catching red light, spreading towards the surroundings, and it was enduring for a long time. After a full cup of tea, it slowly dissipated.