"New Wang Baole?" Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged in the depths of Zimo, smiled and didn't care.

The clone is indeed independent, and there is no cause and effect with Wang Baole's past. If there is really, perhaps the rules of joy and the rules of listening to desire are now permeated in Wang Baole's body, so there will be more or less some of the clones.

But this doesn't matter. These two laws are owned by this second level of the world, and they are not considered cause and effect with themselves.

There is only one true hidden connection, that is... all have the determination to relieve cause and effect from the Emperor.

This is enough.

"With a calmer and more decisive killing mentality, it may be better to open up the situation." Wang Baole stared at the clone who walked away and slowly closed his eyes. For him, success is the best. If the clone fails, it doesn't matter. I believe that at that time, he has completely solved the hidden dangers of his own external laws.

Completely integrate the law of joy with the law of listening to desire, and at that time, he can walk out again without worrying about being locked and searched.

In this way, Wang Baole's original body was soaked in his entire body after closing his eyes, and his clone was now galloping away from the desert, between heaven and earth.

Unlike Wang Baole's low-key idea, the clone's emotions did not fluctuate at the moment. The Nascent Soul cultivation level was completely dispersed, and the blessing was at speed, and whistling forward.

Purposeless.

Wang Baole's clone didn't know where he was going. This world was too big and it was very unfamiliar to him. So according to his idea, he now needed to find a local monk to ask.

With this idea, Wang Baole was fast, and time passed as he galloped, and four days passed quickly.

During the four days, he did not see a monk wherever he passed. The earth gradually changed from deep purple until the fifth day, the color of the earth became a little pale yellow and the vegetation became much lush.

Wang Baole, who was galloping, glanced across the earth and was about to continue moving forward, but soon he looked and looked away from the right side. There seemed to be traces of the fluctuations of the laws in the distance between the jungles.

After taking a look, Wang Baole's body shook and changed direction and headed straight for the area, but just as he approached the jungle, the sound of breaking through the air came in an instant.

Wang Baole's legs did not move, and his upper body moved back casually. He saw a black shadow in the corner of his eyes, and flew directly in front of him in an instant. On the canopy of a big tree not far away, the figure appeared.

This is an old man with a thin body as thin as a monkey, wearing a black suit, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. At this moment, he squatted on the tree canopy, with green light in his eyes. After staring at Wang Baole, he spoke hoarsely.

"Who is coming!"

"A monk in the ancient city." Wang Baole spoke calmly, without saying his name, and his eyes gathered and he looked at the old man.

"Guji City? You are not welcome here, leave immediately." The old man narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, his voice a little sharp.

Wang Baole glanced coldly and looked at the jungle that the other party stopped him from entering. He faintly felt three gazes in the jungle, locking himself in. While he was malice, he also smelled some strange fragrance in his nose.

I don’t know what kind of meat cooking this fragrance is. Although it is very light, it falls into Wang Baole’s nose. His body instinctively has the idea of ​​wanting to eat, as if his body is craving.

I think these people should be here to protect this foreign object. If he had changed his body, he might have been interested in it, but at this moment, he didn't care.

"Give me a map of this area and I will leave." Wang Baole withdrew his gaze and spoke directly.

The old man in black frowned, and the other party's words made him feel a little dazed and strange. So he looked at Wang Baole for a few glances, raised his right hand and threw out a jade slip. After being grabbed by Wang Baole, he swept his mind and turned around and left.

But just as Wang Baole left less than dozens of feet, a low voice suddenly came from the jungle.

"Friends from Guji City are destined to meet each other. Should I come in and enjoy it together?"

Almost at the same time as the words were heard, the old man in black seemed to be sent by a message. His eyes narrowed and his body shook, and his speed was astonishingly turned into a afterimage, appearing directly in front of Wang Baole, preventing his way.

"What does it mean?" Wang Baole paused, his face was expressionless, and he spoke calmly.

"It's not interesting, I just want to make friends." The person who answered Wang Baole was not the old man in black in front of him, but the person among the three monks flying out of the jungle at this moment.

These three cultivators all looked like middle-aged people. Two of them were in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Only the speaker showed the late stage of Nascent Soul because of the fluctuations in their cultivation.

At this moment, when he looked at Wang Baole, his eyes shone with greed, and he even licked his lips, full of malice.

"Oh." Wang Baole's expression did not change at all. At the moment of nodding, his body speed exploded in an instant, surpassing too much before. In almost the blink of an eye, the four people had already appeared beside the old man in black. He raised his right hand and grabbed the old man's neck, and beat it hard, while lifting his left knee and pressing it hard under the old man's crotch.

With a click, accompanied by the old man's scream, his body was directly covered in blood from bottom to top, and even the Nascent Soul collapsed. Only Wang Baole held his head in his hand, turned to look at the three monks with a big change in expression, and threw it over.

"Making friends requires a gift. Wang was in a hurry and was not prepared, so he used this as a gift."

Among the three Nascent Soul monks, except for the late Nascent Soul who spoke before, the remaining two instinctively took a few steps back and looked at Wang Baole with a strong fear.

In their opinion, being able to kill a Nascent Soul instantly is no longer a powerful enemy that cannot be provoked.

Even the late-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage had a slight slap in his heart. After taking a deep breath, he made himself smile more kindly and clasped his fists and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist is so polite. I like this gift very much. I have prepared a strange beast cauldron and a fine wine in the forest, please!"

Wang Baole did not move, and glanced at the late Nascent Soul monk with a smile and spoke lightly.

"Making friends requires a gift, where is my gift?" After saying that, Wang Baole swept the necks of the two retreating monks.

Noticed Wang Baole's gaze, the two men's expressions changed drastically, their bodies retreated again, and their cultivation was fully activated.

The late-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage also changed his expression. After looking at the two retreating cultivators around him, his thoughts quickly turned. He asked himself that even if he was, he could not be so clean and neat, and he was fully focused on a mid-stage Nascent Soul stage and killed him instantly. So since the person in front of him could do this, he knew that he was not an opponent.

The provocation is first, so if you don’t handle it well, there will be a life-and-death crisis today. So I narrowed my eyes, endured my heartache, raised my right hand and waved it, and a token appeared in my hand.

"The city entry order of the City of Appetite City has two places to enter the city. As a gift, is that good?"

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Chapter completed!