"Is Chu Moli so? Fortunately, I met you when you were the weakest."

This is the only way to eliminate the roots without any future troubles.

It also reduces the possibility of a catastrophe in the world.

Lu Xingyuan’s five fingers were about to exert force.

But the pale young man slowly raised his eyelids and met his gaze.

The eyes with clear black and white are calm and gentle, and even have a hint of unseen smile.

"Master Xingyuan is it? I wonder if you have noticed it just now, I... shot two arrows."

Lu Xingyuan's expression was stunned and he quickly turned to look.

After discovering that there was no accident at all, Luo Yunxiao was trapped in it and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he heard the young man's low and hoarse and smiling voice.

"I saw the wrong direction!"

"It's not easy for me to shoot these two arrows. After so long, how could there be a slight deviation?"

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since the master wants us to enter hell, it's better to come and accompany us together...."

Lu Xingyuan's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned around and looked at it.

The intriguing scene caused his pupils to contract suddenly.

I saw a girl in white clothes slowly walking out in the jungle covered with tall trees not far away.

The fragrance of the sky is hard to catch up, and the country is beautiful.

The beauty is beautiful and unparalleled.

It’s Jun Muyan!

But how could it be Jun Muyan?!

Her clone was clearly broken up by herself, and even her original body was dying.

Could it be... Could it be that the two he killed were just Phantom clones?

Lu Xingyuan looked in shock.

I saw that the corpse of the girl whom I thought was the original person was slowly dissipated.

That was just a phantom clone.

Jun Muyan, who is in his early twenties and the cultivation level of the little golden immortal, has actually cultivated the third level of Phantom clone.

The most terrifying thing is that the three Phantom clones are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Even he couldn't notice it, so he was confused by the two clones seen by his eyes.

Chu Moli's low and pleasant voice came again in his ears: "Master Xingyuan, our Xiaoyao Sect has always been hospitality. Next, my junior sister will treat you well. We are in hell... waiting for you."

Lu Xingyuan said "Amitabha" softly, and his fingers suddenly used force, breaking Chu Moli's throat and throwing his body aside.

"Master Chu seems to be a little too arrogant. He really thinks you can compete with me."

Lu Xingyuan transformed into a golden Buddha light to cover his hands, expelling the contamination of [spell] little by little.

However, his eyes fell on Mu Yan for a moment, and his face was a little curious, "Mr. Donald, I am also very curious now. Even if you have a third clone, what can you do to me?"

Can you survive for a moment with just one golden immortal and a little girl in the hands of him, the immortal?

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xingyuan suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He was in mid-air, grabbed his hand in the air, and a golden Zen stick appeared in his hand and smashed it towards Mu Yan.

Then, Lu Xingyuan saw a scene that shocked his mind.

At some point, the girl's chest was filled with black air, and an arrow condensed.

That is the [curse arrow] shot out by Chu Moli.

But it is obvious that this arrow is completely different from the one that attacks Lu Xingyuan.

Its target is not damage or kill.

But...cracked!

A blue aperture appeared around the girl at some point, blocking the [cursive arrow] firmly.
Chapter completed!