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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters clone

Seeing that Lu Yadaojun suddenly changed, Chen Weiming was shocked.

He had never thought that he could get hit, but he had never thought that even Lu Ya Daojun could get hit. This is the supreme.

"The Supreme is also a monk, there is nothing that cannot be hit!"

Chen Pan said anxiously: "And he has no sense of defense at all now, and it is an illusion attack, so it is not incredible to get hit. Leave him alone for now..."

It was just as Chen Weiming listened to him that he suddenly felt a trembling forehead, as if he was hit by something, and then he saw a flash in front of him, and found that he had reached the peak of Yin and Yang Star.

"What's going on?"

He was shocked and immediately realized that he must have been hit by the attack. He thought for a moment that this White Bone Lady is indeed powerful, and his illusion has reached a great success, and he can be hit by the attack without realizing it.

Fortunately, I don’t know why I can see the illusion, but I also know that I have fallen into the illusion.

Being in it without knowing it is the most terrifying thing about illusion.

"ah!"

There were long roars and phoenixes roaring. Looking at the sound, I saw a woman in purple crying loudly on the upside down peak.

The swords and swords were all around, the ice lightning, the flames were strong, and the turbulent turbulence was extremely terrifying. I saw two women fighting fiercely with countless monks in the air.

It was Lu Ya Daojun's other two wives, Queen Mother of the West and her sister. Chen Weiming recognized it at a glance. It was not that he recognized the two women, but because of the weapons and magic weapons in his hands, he had seen them: Kunlun Mirror and Zhitian Sword.

This happened millions of years ago... Chen Weiming immediately knew that although Lu Yadaojun seemed to have no spiritual wisdom, he was not really completely without spiritual wisdom. These fragments were left in memory.

The only story in the legendary story is Zifeng Fairy, which is not actually the case. Lu Ya Daojun's other two wives have also arrived here. There are too many people with ulterior motives, and they will not watch Zifeng Fairy do her business, even if they are not sure what to do.

During this period, during these hundreds of years, his other two wives were restraining and preventing others from interfering.

The pictures flashed in front of you, making people anxious. Suddenly, the pictures turned around again and returned to the White Bone Cave.

"This illusion problem!"

Chen Pan naturally knew what Chen Weiming saw: "You have practiced the Void Armor and can defend against illusions very well. But Mrs. White Bone is too strong, so you cannot defend completely. You are too close to each other, so the brain waves... No, it's because your brain is affected and is connected to my brother's memory..."

"If you don't care, let him stay here, Mrs. White Bone can't do anything to him, and you can solve the source."

Chen Weiming nodded and walked forward. After walking for a while, he saw Wen Dao taking the lead. At this time, he had stopped and sat in place, with a pale face.

"Wen Dao..."

Chen Weiming stepped forward and was about to check it out, but suddenly he felt a sound on his forehead again, a blur in front of him, and he was in an illusion again.

"father!"

With a cry of pain, a little boy looked ahead with a look of horror, stretched out to grab something, but couldn't catch anything.

In the void ahead, a man was besieged by a large number of supremes, and purple flowers fell from the sky and collapsed countless times. Unfortunately, both fists could not match four hands, and one person could not resist the will of heaven, and he was eventually overwhelmed by countless monks.

A talisman light flashed, and the little boy's mouth was sealed. When he saw a man grabbing him and running wildly at a very fast speed, he used the talisman seal technique and various magical powers. He didn't know how far he had run in an instant.

The man looked quite familiar. When he thought about it carefully, he was not the person Jiuyang Zhenren. But at this time, Jiuyang Zhenren had not yet turned into white hair and beard, and he was still in his prime.

A flash of eyes, I arrived in a cave again. The Jiuyang Zhenren walked in from somewhere. His hair and beard turned gray, and he felt like he was gray all night long.

As soon as he saw him, the little boy rushed over: "What to do, what to do? Sun Jiuyang, my father is dead, my father is dead. Let's go to find Uncle Zhou. He has a way, and he can definitely avenge my father."

"Shut up!"

Sun Jiuyang shouted at him: "Who can you look for? Do you think your father is the only one who is dead? They are all dead. My master is dead, uncle is dead, your uncle Zhou is also dead, all dead... they are all dead. Do you hear it clearly, they are all dead!"

"Everything is dead, all dead!"

The little boy was shocked and fell to the ground, trembling all over, unable to accept this reality.

"Die, die, all die!"

The Jiuyang Zhenren walked around in the cave, pulling his hair and pulling his beard when he was uncontrollable, and even rolling on the ground, which was extremely painful.

Well... A strange sound sounded, and suddenly a strange light appeared, and a figure walked out of the strange light.

He is an old man with chicken skin and hair, hunched back, holding a cigarette gun in his hand. He floated up and faintly, not his real body.

"master!"

When Master Jiuyang saw this figure, he trembled all over and immediately got up, hurriedly knelt on the ground, shouting loudly: "Master, Master!"

This old man holding a cigarette gun actually became the master of Jiuyang Zhenren, a powerful and mysterious strong man, and a person who was called a traitor by the Holy Lord.

Chen Weiming was shocked and looked carefully. He had a premonition that he might have uncovered a secret from Wen Dao's memory.

"Jiuyang!"

The old man Yanbing sighed: "You will suffer in the future!"

Jiuyang Zhenren cried: "Master, it's good that you are not dead yet. I will definitely find a way to save you."

"No need to save it!" The old man Yan Gun sighed slightly and shook his head: "I am not just not dead, I will still be alive in the future. But you have to remember that the future I will not be me. Your master is dead, and there is only this time now."

The Nine Yang Zhenren was shocked, and obviously he was not able to understand the reason.

"Huang Liang woke up in his dream, and today he knew who is who is and I am me!"

The old man Yanbing sighed: "I have always been puzzled about one thing. Why do others have patterns in the practice of the Tao, but I am the so-called side-door way of practicing. People in the world think that I am a strange book found in the Tianji Pavilion, but no one knows that these things are born. From the day I was born, they have been in my head."

"The method of talisman seal, Feng Shui, and spirit-expressing techniques...every one is a genius technique. Relying on these techniques, I never feared those years. Challenging more than the level is like breathing and drinking water. In the same realm, except for losing to Xun, who was then, Luohu, in the future, there was no defeat."

"But the more this happens, the more I feel fearful, and always makes me feel like I am being raised, like a host being raised."

"Today, I finally got it..."

"I... am just a clone, a clone who doesn't know the truth!"

"Cut!"
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