The original Dong Xuanzi was stunned. How could there be two identical people?

Could it be that this is really a pair of twin brothers who deliberately deceived themselves?

He was stunned when someone suddenly patted his shoulder behind him: "Master Taoist, what did you want to say just now?"

When Dong Xuanzi turned around, he found another middle-aged man appeared, patting his shoulder and asking questions.

Three of them?"

Before Dong Xuanzi could finish his words, someone spoke again on the left, "Are you sure we are three?"

Dong Xuanzi looked at him again and another middle-aged man sat cross-legged beside him, looking at the sky bored.

"Four exactly the same people?"

Dong Xuanzi was really stunned. If you want to say that there are twins to deceive him, you have heard of triplets, but are there really such similar quadplants? This opportunity doesn’t seem to be great!

Before he could finish his shock, something even more shocking happened.

One middle-aged man after another appeared, standing, sitting, lying or walking, doing everything, and the number increased. In a short while, twenty or thirty people had appeared.

Dong Xuanzi felt that he was about to collapse. This was no longer something that a few brothers could explain. This was too outrageous.

"Alchemy! These are all hallucinations! Senior, these are all illusions you made, how could there be so many exactly the same people?"

A middle-aged man next to him said, "The Taoist priest thinks it is an illusion, so you can try it and see which person is not real."

There seemed to be magic in his words. Dong Xuanzi stood up stupidly and wanted to touch whether the person on his left was really there.

He had just reached out his hand when the middle-aged man on the left suddenly said, "To help you verify it, it seems that you have to give you some extraordinary means to believe it."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and asked Dong Xuanzi to touch it.

It was completely the hand of a real person, and Dong Xuanzi had already determined that this person was real.

But the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and slapped Dong Xuanzi in the face. He beat Dong Xuanzi around and then said coldly: "This is what you question me."

Dong Xuanzi said to the ground with a bitter face: "Senior. I know you are real, so they are fake."

"Bang!"

One foot stepped hard on Dong Xuanzi's face, and another middle-aged man said, "He is real, then am I fake?"

Really feeling the power of the foot, Dong Xuanzi hurriedly said, "You are really, you two are twin brothers!"

His words seemed to poke a hornet's nest. Dozens of middle-aged people around him rushed over and bombarded Dong Xuanzi. You punched him and kicked him. Everyone's strength was so powerful that Dong Xuanzi could not resist. In a short while, he hit Dong Xuanzi and his nose and face were swollen.

Dong Xuanzi was already dizzy. Everyone was real. God! What's going on?

Looking at Dong Xuanzi's embarrassing look, the last middle-aged man walked up to him and lowered his head and said, "How? Can the Taoist Master trust my Blood Shadow Magical Art now?"

Is it the Blood Shadow Magical Art?"

"Yes, the Blood Shadow Divine Art is the strongest martial art in the world. It can incarnate countless people according to the user's skill level, and each incarnate has strong combat power."

As he said that, the middle-aged man looked at the others around him and said to Dong Xuanzi: "Everyone here has the strength of quasi-perfection. And everyone is not afraid of death. Tell me, if I fight with people and let these quasi-perfection rush forward, even if the other party is a congenital master, he will sooner or later besieged to death by these quasi-perfection siege, but the other party does not know which one is my body. He will not be able to effectively attack me. Is this martial art considered the best magic skill in the world?"

Dong Xuanzi's concentration is not enough, and the middle-aged people's words are too attractive.

He knew that there might be a trap ahead, Dong Xuanzi also had the urge to jump down.

No matter what, I have been at the peak of my life, and the words of middle-aged people make some sense. As long as I have these countless incarnations as my companions, who else should I be afraid of?

That arrogant talisman should be vulnerable in front of me!

Dong Xuanzi still had deep doubts about the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him, and his final reason was still persevering.

"Senior, this matter is too sudden, and I don't know who you are. I don't know if I can tell you one or two so that I can feel at ease."

Happiness came too suddenly. When things came to an end, Dong Xuanzi hesitated, hoping to understand this matter a little.

However, the middle-aged man seemed to have lost his patience and said coldly to Dong Xuanzi: "You Taoist priest are too long-winded. If you don't want to accept it, then forget it. Who in the world doesn't want to obtain the inheritance of the Blood Shadow Divine Art? If you don't want to, I will get rid of you now and then look for another person."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Dong Xuanzi hurriedly said, "Senior, don't! I just asked casually. As long as I can make people feel enlightened after learning this martial art, I am willing to accept the inheritance of the Blood Shadow Divine Art."

At this time, a smile finally appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "That's right, who would give up this huge price?"

After saying that, the middle-aged man sat opposite Dong Xuanzi and said to him: "It is better to have a day than to choose a day. Since I met you today, I will teach you the Blood Shadow Magic Art. But remember, the first thing you did after learning the magic art is to go back to Xuefeng, kill the monk and the old man Tianji, and let him destroy all the things on the roof of his house and burn all his things for me. No trash is allowed to be left behind. Do you remember?"

Dong Xuanzi nodded. Even if the middle-aged man didn't explain this, he planned to do so.

"Believe me, after learning the Blood Shadow Magic Art, you will be truly innate and perfect, a new generation of blood demon descendants, and you will have a lot of money in the future in the future."

The middle-aged man continued to say deceptive words, slowly raised his hand and placed it on Dong Xuanzi's head, as if he was about to start teaching him this Blood Shadow Magic Art.

Dong Xuanzi was still worried, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a disaster to obtain this martial arts.

The middle-aged man's voice is deep and distant, as if floating in the sky.

"Don't worry, from now on, you will no longer be Dong Xuanzi. You are a demon, a new generation of blood demons. Do things according to your true intentions. Don't forget your mission!"

His voice seemed to have a magic power, gradually relaxing Dong Xuanzi and ready to fully accept the Blood Shadow Magical Art. It will be continued.
Chapter completed!