Even in his thoughts, the new clone, all he thought about was controlled by Wang Baole. At this moment, he controlled the new clone, transformed into a pig's head mask, and his body shook straight to the distance. His original Dharma body was in a chorus, and as a new arm transformed out, he galloped towards the direction of the barracks.

At the same time, Wang Baole used two distractions to control the clone transformed from his own arm and began to appear frequently in the outside world. Because this clone was different from the previous divine consciousness, although it could not last too long, if you choose the method of burning, you can still have good combat power. Therefore, the fight and escape after encountering the Weiyang tribe is also very real, so naturally, he was locked by the spirit immortal and rushed there quickly.

Almost at the same time when the Spirit Immortal was moving, Wang Baole's true origin Dharma body was already holding the leaves and the cloak in his hand, and burst out at full speed, approaching the barracks he had visited.

Wang Baole knew very well that his arm's illusion could only be regarded as a consumable to some extent. With all his strength, he could only exist for one or two hours.

But these two hours are enough. After all, it is less than two hours before the mission is over, but there must be something that should be raced against time.

So when he approached the barracks, Wang Baole did not waste any time and directly transformed into the Weiyang clan and rushed in. The choice of the object he chose was also a choice after measurement.

He did not transform into the ordinary Weiyang clan. Even the spiritual god he had encountered before, he did not choose, because no matter who he transformed into, most of the Weiyang clans are searching outside, and anyone's return will arouse suspicion. Wang Baole also knew that the entire Weiyang clan could have learned about the things he could change.

So... either don't transform and rush in. This approach has both pros and cons, and a negligence will lead to faster exposure, or... it is transforming, delaying time to maximize the harvest.

Wang Baole chose the latter and chose to transform into the old man of Weiyang clan in the late stage of Lingxian!

Doing this seems to be a huge risk. After all, if someone sends a message to the late stage of the Spirit Immortal, he will know the authenticity immediately. But in fact, it is dark under the lamp. On the one hand, it is natural for the spiritual immortal to return, and no one dares to ask the reason. On the other hand, there are not many people who can directly contact the spiritual immortal and send him a message to verify it.

Even if you can not send a message to the Spirit Immortal directly, but instead investigate the cultivators around you, few of them can actually do this. After all, the Weiyang clan is extremely strict, and questioning this kind of emotion rarely occurs in the lower-ranking people of the Weiyang clan.

But it is not absolute, but Wang Baole's behavior is not absolute at the moment, so after making a decision in his heart, Wang Baole's body shook and directly transformed into the appearance of the old man of the Weiyang clan in the late stage of Lingxian. His face was extremely ugly, and his evil aura faintly radiated from his body, and he looked like he was not close to him, and he roared towards the military camp.

Although there are formations in the military camp, Wang Baole has verified the power of the original method many times before. Once it transforms into the other side, it can completely imitate the aura. Therefore, unless the formation of this military camp can reach the star realm, as long as it is sensed through breath, it will not be able to hinder Wang Baole at all.

So in the galloping, Wang Baole stepped into the barracks with a ugly expression. As soon as he entered, some Weiyang monks rushed forward to pay homage. They were all very respectful. There were still a few who were about to speak, but after noticing that Wang Baole's face was gloomy, they all took a breath and did not dare to speak.

"A bunch of waste!" Wang Baole imitated the late-stage voice of the Spirit Immortal, snorted coldly in the pure Weiyang tribe's words, ignored the surrounding Weiyang tribe, and flew straight to the hall in the barracks.

Seeing this, the others bowed their heads one after another. They dared to look up again until Wang Baole left. The uneasiness in their hearts also became very strong because of Wang Baole's gloom before.

At the same time, as he entered the barracks, Wang Baole's spiritual consciousness also dispersed. After scanning, he found that there were less than a few thousand monks in the barracks, and there was no god-enhancing power. The highest was the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul.

This made him a little unhappy, and he felt that he had put a lot of effort into it but didn't have much gain. After all, his current cultivation level is only a little short of breaking through. Although the killing of the Nascent Soul cultivator has improved the Nightmare Eye Art, it is very small. Unless it is a huge amount, even if it is slaughtered, it will not have much effect.

"That old man looked down on me so much that he actually called out all the gods to search..." This gave Wang Baole a headache, and the loss felt very strong, so he felt as bad as he pretended to be before. But at this moment, in the barracks, he still carefully followed the plan and broke off five fingers and condensed them into five clones. Each of the four pieces in it gave a black dagger, and they each killed a Weiyang tribe, transformed into their appearance, and placed them everywhere in the barracks with self-destructive pills.

As for Wang Baole's original Dharma body, he was in a very bad mood and thought about it. Finally, he went to the warehouse of the barracks. This place was considered a major place, with two guards of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Souls, and the warehouse itself was protected by the formation, so he was not worried about losing it. But for Wang Baole, these were not problems.

He walked over as an old man in the late stage of Lingxian. No one dared to stop him. He quickly used the characteristics of the original Dharma body to enter the warehouse and saw the massive resources stored in it!

These resources fell into Wang Baole's eyes. Even if he fought along the way, he was quite knowledgeable, but he still took a breath, his eyes widened, and his mind was shaking.

It's really... the resources in the warehouse are so numerous and the value is so great that Wang Baole just took a rough look and couldn't figure it out. So his eyes couldn't help but turn red and he started to search quickly. Even if the storage bag and the storage bracelet can't be installed, it doesn't matter. There are storage items in the warehouse. In this way, Wang Baole had as many as hundreds of storage magic weapons on his body, so he moved all the items away.

"I'm indeed suitable for robbery..." Wang Baole looked at the empty warehouse, his eyes shining. At this moment, he didn't want to kill anymore. He turned around and wanted to leave the warehouse, and even left the barracks.

But just as Wang Baole was about to leave the warehouse, his expression suddenly changed. His clone transformed into the Weiyang clan and sent a message that the real old man from the Weiyang clan in the late stage of the Spirit Immortal is back!

This made Wang Baole's eyes shrink and he quickly rushed out of the warehouse. At this moment, only one of the two original Nascent Soul Great Perfections outside the warehouse was still there, and the other one was missing. Wang Baole had no time to investigate. His eyes flashed. When the Nascent Soul Great Perfections Weiyang clan did not react, it turned into mist and swept past him.

As the fog melted, the next moment when the fog condensed, Wang Baole had changed into the person's appearance. When he was galloping outside quickly, a long rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, descending to the camp with a monstrous aura!

The visitor was the late-stage old man of the Weiyang clan. His face was even more gloomy than Wang Baole. His whole body seemed to have reached its peak. With a slight touch, he could explode and kill everyone.

As for the fluctuations in his cultivation, he showed an unstable look, as if he was forcibly suppressing it. This was because after he chased out, he felt something was wrong when he saw the pig-headed man. After taking action, he realized that he had been trapped and galloped wildly. When he was investigating all directions, he encountered four spiritual immortals' cultivation descendants ambushed. In a fight between the two sides, he killed two people, and the remaining two escaped, and he was also seriously injured.

But it was not as serious as it seems now. After searching for the pigheads everywhere, he went straight to the camp at this moment.

He felt that the hateful pig head had a certain possibility that it might have been a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain and hid in the camp. Although he could not see any clues after scanning his spiritual sense at this moment, he instinctively felt that there might be a fraud in it, considering the other party's changes.

Even on the way back, he had already analyzed that if the pig-headed man really hid in the barracks, his purpose might be to kill him, and he might have the idea of ​​sneaking attacks on him, so... he deliberately exposed his injuries, because in his analysis, after the injured himself returned to the camp, whoever approached would be the most suspicious!
Chapter completed!