What, not the real body? Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then said: Impossible,

If she were a clone, how could she possibly be on par with the 60th level peerless god king?

You come closer and I will sense it carefully. Liu Dao said.

He is the sword soul of the Samsara Sword, and his perception far exceeds that of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan nodded and quietly approached the Qinglong Hall.

After a while, he stopped,

I can't go any further. If I go any further, I won't be able to withstand that force, and they may even discover me.

This place is fine. Liu Dao said.

He began to sense the front.

After about a stick of incense, he said: I sensed it, it is indeed not the original body, it should be an incarnation, and it is an incomparably powerful incarnation.

This incarnation must have been refined for a long time, and its power is not much weaker than the original body.

At this time, Dalong also spoke. He said: There is also something wrong with the armor he is wearing. That is not his breath, it is the breath of level 60.

It should be the battle armor formed by the 60th level peerless god king who condensed the dragon scales on his body.

It turned out to be like this. Lin Xuan understood after hearing this.

The little dragon girl in front of me is indeed a clone, but a clone carefully prepared by the other party.

Coupled with an extremely powerful peerless magic weapon, it can compete with the 60th level Dragon Lord.

Then there is a question, where is the other party's true identity?

Is it inside the Qinglong Hall?

Could it be that the other party is still refining the fragments of the Great Dragon Sword?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan clenched his fists,
Chapter completed!