Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

Chapter 65

“Depend on!!!”

“Death also kills us, what is the origin of that ordinary Martial King level?!”

“I managed to accumulate for so long, and I was able to leave with the trophies. As a result… my king-level spirit soldier, my king-level pill!”

“What are yours? My cultivation base that I worked so hard to break through is gone!”

“…”

Those Wujian Temple students who were wiped out by the clones and sent back to reality wanted to cry without tears.

They managed to accumulate treasure cultivation for a long time, and seeing that the time was up, they could bring it back to reality… The result was so dying, but they encountered a person who would rather not kill them by himself, and the strength could be comparable to that of Asia. God-level ordinary Wu Wang!

How much hatred is this?

Immediately, many Wujian Temple students were also quickly searching for information.

They landed on the Wuwang Jinbang in the virtual ring to investigate.

However, I didn’t find any information about the identity of the sub-god who can cut out the sword intent of the imperial level in that black robe, holding a long knife!

However, they accidentally learned a news that made them a little daunting:

In the Xinsheng District, which is the bottom 100 Infernal Purgatory, it seems that there is also a “black-robed long sword sub-emperor” who is rampant, killing indigenous people, killing Infernal Palace students, and killing them crazy… even many large bases and super bases. Super geniuses have been recruited one after another and have to choose to avoid.

But it is puzzling.

The new area is at the sub-emperor level, but the one in No. 2899 is at the sub-sage level.

There is a big difference between the two!

Can this be the same person?

The news is being transmitted quickly, the information is quietly fermenting, and the name of the black robe long sword sub-God is also being passed on unconsciously.

…

at the same time.

In No. 2899 Infinite Purgatory, the god Mingying is also worried.

After slaying this clone of outside life, he should get the vitality and vitality feedback to himself, and he has benefited a lot…but he got nothing.

Not only that.

Mingyingya directly took away the space ring of the clone, trying to find some clues from it to see who was targeting him.

It turned out that there was nothing inside.

Even the corpse of the clone gradually dissipated after a few minutes, and finally disappeared completely!

“Is it the clone technique?”

“A sub-shen-level clone, the deity must at least be a Valkyrie-level existence!”

“It’s impossible for such a character to enter this world…what the hell is going on?”

Ming Ying Ya Shen is very clear.

He is in one of the Hells of Infernal Affairs, and he belongs to the highest level of this small world. According to the rules of Infernal Palace, he can only enter the sub-shen class at most, and it is absolutely impossible to let the existence above the martial god class enter.

Even at the sub-shen level of the superficial realm, the real realm of the martial god level is the same, and when it is shot, it will be completely suppressed by the will of the world!

This is a barrier.

If you can really let the Valkyrie level come in and give full play, what is the significance of the test of Infernal Purgatory?

Can his natives still live?

All kinds of common sense do not correspond.

Just as the sub-God of Underworld was puzzled and tried to investigate, three familiar breaths of life came from a distance a few hours after the clone’s destruction of the giant city of Underworld.

“!!!”The Mingying Yashen who was studying was shocked fiercely, and then turned his head, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Exactly the same appearance figure.

The same realm strength.

The same breath of life.

Even the aura released and the techniques used are exactly the same!

“How… how is it possible? ~〃!”

“Exactly the same breath of life?”

“Even the appearance is exactly the same?!”

“The clone technique…it must be the clone technique!”

“The deity of this clone is a Valkyrie-level existence!”

“I shouldn’t have encountered… the ruthless people on the’War King’s List’, right?!”

Mingying Yashen’s face changed drastically.

The King of Wu Shenbang is a more terrifying existence that stands on the silver and gold rankings of the King of Wu.

Those who can be on the list of gods are all true evil monsters once in a million years!

You must know that the limit life span of a Wuwang class is 1,000 years…This is still the life limit that can only be reached by the sub-emperor class, and the ordinary Wuwang class is even less, only 500 years.

The unparalleled genius of a super base, exhausted all kinds of backgrounds, countless treasures of heaven and earth, countless training resources, is an exclusive small world, and is capable of explaining and teaching… and so on. There is no guarantee that it will be in 100 years. Or you can reach the Valkyrie level within 500 years.

But King Wu did it.

Just ask, what is this kind of person who is not a monster?

The lifespan of the sub-God is 10,000 years.

It took nearly 5,000 years for the sub-god of Mingying himself to finally rise and break through to the sub-god… Isn’t it amazing?

However, Mingying Yashen knew very well that even if he spent another 5,000 years, he might not be able to reach the Valkyrie level.

Because that realm is too far away from him.

It’s already out of reach in this life!

Now an ordinary Wuwang level, directly surpassed the achievement that he could not achieve for ten thousand years…

“Do not!”

Mingying Yashen’s eyes are fierce, his fighting intent is soaring, his killing intent flashes, as the fierce power of the life in Infernal Purgatory, at this moment, it is vividly displayed, “What about the ruthless person of the gods?”

“In this world, no matter how strong it is, it can only be suppressed by the will of the world. Looking at the strength of his three clones, it’s just that he has just entered the sub-divine level, and his foundation is not solid… just want to kill me?”

“dream!”

“What about the clone?”

“Come and I will kill one, and I will kill one pair, until you dare not provoke me anymore!!”

He didn’t have any scruples, letting his sub-god’s aura completely explode, the people who survived on the ground, under the terrifying sub-god’s coercion, directly shattered into a pool of blood.

The world is shaking.

The entire world within the radius was like a flickering lamp, with varying brightness and darkness, moving with his aura.

Mingying Yashen shot.

The three clones also started.

“Black Sword·Hundred Flowers Kill!”

I saw one of the clones in all directions, suddenly condensed a 5,000-meter-long sword light, spreading out in the same way as the lotus petals, covering the clone directly, without giving any vitality, ruthlessly Strangled!

The clone is also unwilling to show weakness, and bursts out multiple knives to contend!

The other two avatars directly bullied themselves, and the sub-divine-level sword light poured out, greet the Mingying sub-divine!

The earth-shattering sub-God-level fighting battle broke out.

Although as Mingying Yashen said, the clones had just been promoted, and their foundations were not stable, and they were not his opponents… However, they had an advantage in number, so the two sides fought extremely anxiously.

The war has continued.

Hit the mountain from the giant city.

Hit from the mountain to the lake.

From the lake to the desert.

Mingying Yashen did not retreat, and the three clones were also besieging endlessly!

The battle of the same tier can only be solved in a short time unless the strength gap is very large… But if the strength gap is very large, it is basically a protracted battle. Whoever fights will eventually be unable to hold it.

…

“The clones are fighting with the sub-god…”

“One day has passed, and the winner hasn’t been decided yet?”

Hearing this system prompt, Chen Xuanfeng raised his brows… It seems that this sub-God of Mingying has something to do with it, and he can survive the siege of the three clones.

“It just so happened that several other clones made me 5.8 billion nasty and summoned 5 clones.” Chen Xuanfeng ordered.

“Host, you can only summon 4 clones. The fifth clone needs 2.08 billion evil spirits. You are not enough evil spirits.”

“Four is only four. Send directly to help those three clones.”

“Good host!”

Another day passed.

“The clones are fighting with the sub-god…”

In the afternoon.

“The clones are chasing the sub-god…”

Chen Xuanfeng heard it and was happy.

Obviously, the Nether shadow sub-god couldn’t resist the seven sub-god levels at all, and could only choose to escape.

Since the body speed of the clones has only reached the limit of Wuhuang realm, Mingying Yashen wants to escape, it is difficult to catch up… but it is difficult to catch up, which does not mean that it can’t catch up.

After all, these are clones.

Sleepless, I don’t know what tiredness is, even their “.｀ blue bars” are bottomless, as long as they are not killed, they can last infinitely!

But Mingyingya is different.

He will be tired, tired, and consumed.

Moreover, Mingying Yashen saw that he was only proficient in offense, and was completely negligent in other aspects, and it was extremely difficult to recover.

No, ten days later.

“The clones are fighting with the sub-god…”

After chasing for ten days, Chen Xuanfeng finally heard what he wanted.

In ten days, he successfully released 10 new clones. These 10 were not sent to encircle the Nether Shadow Asia God, but all collected evil spirits.

After a while.

“The sub-shenzhen chose to blew himself up.”

“The clone dies, enters the cooling time, and there are 23:59 minutes left before the resurrection.”

“The clone dies, enters the cooling time, and there are 23:59 minutes left before the resurrection.”

“The clone dies, enters the cooling time, and there are 23:59 minutes left before the resurrection.”

“…”

A series of prompt sounds came out.

Chen Xuanfeng was a little confused.

No way?

After chasing and killing each other for nearly half a month, you actually told me that guy blew himself up? !

“Where is the sub-shenzhen space ring? Have you got it?” Chen Xuanfeng asked quickly.

It is not important whether a person dies or not, what is important is the treasure in the sub-god space ring!

The system is silent.

After a while.

“The Space Ring has been recycled.”

Hearing this, Chen Xuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out the space ring.

After erasing the remaining traces of divine consciousness, divine consciousness quickly penetrated into (the promised money).

Just glanced.

Chen Xuanfeng couldn’t help but burst into laughter on his face.

He guessed it right.

In the hands of this sub-divine level, not only the imperial level exercises, but also several! !

From the imperial weapon exercises, to the imperial body forging exercises, to the imperial body exercises… everything!

Not only that.

Chen Xuanfeng also saw a particularly familiar thing-the exercise secret code tied with a chain!

“This shouldn’t be…”

Chen Xuanfeng suddenly mentioned his throat and his heart couldn’t help speeding up.

But this time he was no longer reckless, but carefully probed the seal lines on it.

as predicted.

This chain was locked by the sub-God Mingying himself, and when he died, the seal directly lost its effect.

Chen Xuanfeng decisively opened the chain.

In the next second, words appeared on the practice secrets.

“”Prince Yuxu Method”?”

This is not a comprehensive strengthening of the exercises?

Chen Xuanfeng opened quickly.

At first glance, Chen Xuanfeng’s face collapsed.

“Damn!”

“Still king-level?!”

“You are the king of locks!”

Chen Xuanfeng had no good air and fainted.

But just when he turned to the second page.

His face changed suddenly.

The broken expression gradually turned into surprise, and then turned into ecstasy…

“I…I…My God!!!”

“space!!”

“This TM is actually a spatial attribute technique!!!”.