Blue didn't come over and stop at the edge of the woods, but the three men who had been following him stepped out and protected him.

Lin Ziyue tilted her head and looked up and down at the person like her, indeed she was looking in the mirror from the point of view of her appearance, but the fake Lin Ziyue on the opposite side had vigilance and viciousness in her eyes, which made Lin Ziyue feel very strange, so she asked Meng Li in a low voice: "Why does she look not quite emotional......?" I'm not that hysterical when I'm angry, is it? ”

"It's obvious that her temper or emotions have been forcibly modified so that she doesn't always get out of control. But Ziyue, if you want me to say that your face is much uglier than hers when you are angry, it's all the same, it's scary. Meng Li was glared at several times when he said this, and he deliberately raised his voice, and the fake Lin Ziyue on the opposite side could hear it, so the people who stared at him were actually not one but two.

Lin Ziyue saw the moon staff in the hand of the fake Lin Ziyue opposite, and frowned because of envy and depression: "Why can she use me but can't? ”

Meng Li gave a very serious answer to her childish temper: "Because this is someone's home field, this is called home advantage." Blue, why do you have to convince those impostors that they're real?"

Blue's smile deepened: "As long as they can overcome you, you are fake, and they ...... It will carry your memories and strength, and leave here as a divine messenger in accordance with God. You have rejected God's offer of an olive branch, but God likes you so much that he can only reluctantly use this method. ”

Meng Li's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have a lot of doubts about whether you are still a human now...... If it weren't for the prohibition on me, how could I be trapped by this kind of young person......"

Blue shook his head and gently patted the shoulder of the fake Meng Li beside him, and his voice was very gentle: "You see, as long as he disappears, you can leave this sad place and have your own life, you also heard, his power is not complete, as long as you can replace him and leave here, you will be free, and even have the power second only to the main body." ”

Blue's words were an introduction, and the three clones on the opposite side became more aggressive in an instant, looking at Lin Ziyue and they were like looking at a plate of highly poisonous food, although they were full of urgent desire to eat their mouths, but they were resentful or resentful because of the death they might face.

Lin Ziyue had two more strips of red cloth in her hand, and handed them to Meng Li and Qian Qiu beside her, and the two of them took it and tied it to their heads, so that at least the three of them would not accidentally hurt each other. However, Qian Qiu's legs were shaking, and the whole person shrank behind Lin Ziyue, and saw that the fake Qian Qiu on the opposite side played with the dagger in his hand, and was looking greedily at this side, and the real Qian Qiu was about to cry. Even if Lin Ziyue stuffed the dagger into him, he just shook his head desperately, Qian Qiu never thought that he had just lost his twin brother, and now he was going to start fighting with another twin brother, and he looked like a very powerful and fierce person.

For the first time, Qian Qiu was full of remorse from the bottom of his heart for not practicing martial arts with Elder Qian, why did he cook so much!

The hatred in the eyes of the fake Lin Ziyue on the opposite side deepened, the moon scepter in her hand shone brightly, and the grass under the feet of the clones began to spread, and it slowly covered the beach, she wanted to create a complete home field. Some green light floated out from the sword body in Lin Ziyue's hand, flying like fireflies, falling on her clothes, like a circle of small electric lights, a few points seemed to be unsupportable and fell to the ground and her shoes, and the inconspicuous light of rice grains actually slowed down the momentum of those green plants that grew crazy by half a point.

The confrontation had already begun, and the fake Lin Ziyue on the opposite side slashed again, and the white moon shield fell, and the white moon blades gathered more and more, like a swaying star pomfret, which seemed to be able to pounce on Lin Ziyue and tear the three of them apart at any time, it was obviously a pale white energy ripple, but Lin Ziyue saw a bloodthirsty taste.

Blue stepped back, this was not the place where he could continue to stay, unlike the powerful power of those clones, if the energy fluctuations of a few people fought later involved him, he would only have to die.

Lin Ziyue's feet hooked, and several green silk threads flew up from her empty left hand, piercing the greenery that was getting closer and closer like a group of needles! Except for Meng Li beside Lin Ziyue, no one noticed that a black shadow jumped out with those green threads, and quickly burrowed into the flora and followed Blue.

The line of cause and effect formed a dividing line with white smoke, and the plants, no matter how wild they grew, never dared to cross the place where the thin line was fixed. The fake Lin Ziyue on the opposite side had a heavier complexion, and the moon blade had already converged into a large cloud casting shadows in the sky, and after she glanced at the fake Meng Li, she shouted: "Qian Qiu stop her!

Meng Li felt very awkward when he heard this, thinking about Qian Qiu, who was helpless behind him, he sighed in his heart, did the other party actually treat himself as a soft persimmon? No, they still saw that they had consumed too much, and they were afraid that they wanted to kill themselves first.

So Meng Li unlocked part of the prohibition on his body, his shriveled bat wings were instantly covered by lilac feathers, his originally relatively cold face began to reveal a beautiful allure and evil charm, just looking at it from a distance makes people's hearts beat faster, the strange charm with a sense of oppression and attraction emanates from him, the tip of his head is slightly swirling out, and the long tail behind him is also dragged down, like a cat's tail picking up, Meng Li's overall image is between angels and demons, very weird.

Lin Ziyue didn't look at Meng Li's direction, but she could clearly feel the change in the momentum on his body: "Don't worry! Don't force yourself!

Meng Li didn't listen to her, his body just jumped and flew out, the wings behind him reduced the resistance of his body to extremely light, dragging him half-flying and half-gliding, his eyes were boiling with murderous intent, and his long sword burning with purple flames pointed directly at the fake Lin Ziyue who gave orders.

Fake Lin Ziyue's moon staff clicked down, and at the moment when Meng Li was forced in front of him, he knocked on the sword body of the long sword, and it actually made a loud buzzing sound like a bell!

Meng Li's figure instantly retreated a few meters into the air, and with a slight flick of his wrist, he unloaded the vibration power on the sword's body, and because of the assistance of his wings, he didn't care about gravity or inertia at all, and the flame that had just been knocked out on the tip of the sword ignited again. Meng Li came out with a sword again, with the posture of breaking mountains and rivers and breaking long dreams, to break through all the defenses of Fake Lin Ziyue and completely shatter her into white mist!

Fake Qian Qiu was actually the second one to move in the field, when Meng Li's sword light broke through the air, he was already lying on a tree trunk that spread forward, and as the flora came to the clear green thread cluster, his body jumped high, like a spring for nearly two meters, far away from those green line bars, and then smashed to the ground like a meteor, and the sand under his feet was smashed into all directions.

Qian Qiu saw that his clone was so brave, on the one hand, he showed his fascination, and on the other hand, his round face turned pale with fright, and he reminded Lin Ziyue with a strange cry of "ho ho" in his mouth. Of course, Lin Ziyue noticed the surprise attack of the fake Qian Qiu, after all, the weight was there, and she couldn't even notice it if she didn't want to.

What Lin Ziyue cares about the most is that the dagger in the hand of the fake Qian Qiu is soaked in dark black juice, which is clearly a poison taken from a certain plant, Lin Ziyue took out a dagger in her left hand to prevent it, she must not let herself be touched in the slightest, she does not have a physique that is invincible to all poisons.

On the opposite side, the fake Meng Li also showed his bat wings, holding a long sword to join the flanking attack on Meng Li, Lin Ziyue knew that he couldn't delay for too long, Meng Li hadn't rested for long before, and the longer the battle dragged on, the more difficult he became.

Turning sharply under her feet, Lin Ziyue's figure became ercareless, after leaving the Underworld Geocentric Prison, she never fought hard with people in close quarters, but she has always been in contact with Xuanyuan Yan and Meng Li, the instinct of the body that has been polished will not disappear, the breath on her body is raised, and the waves of murderous intent are flashing under the calm meaning in her eyebrows, although she wants to be cautious, but there is Qian Qiu behind her, if she can't pull the opponent into her rhythm first, Qian Qiu will be easily affected.

The sword is faster than the mind, and the moves need to be considered, but the action of flat stabbing is not needed, and Andos did not teach Lin Ziyue how many sword moves, but only taught her how to use the sword, how to use the sword, how to exert force, and make a sword, so what to do when facing the enemy? Lin Ziyue also asked Andos this question, and Andos just asked her to obey the will of the sword.

The sword in Lin Ziyue's cane is the will of the name of Andos, but now her sword is the thread of cause and effect.

It is a power that is incomparably close to the form of destiny.

Fake Qian Qiu's footsteps changed direction, trying to dodge the sword, but no matter which direction he leaned, the tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to his chest, and he shouted, and the whole person actually folded back in half, wanting to dodge the peaceful but indomitable blade, wanting to dodge this inexplicably oppressive blow.

But cause and effect go together, and there is nothing to break free.

Lin Ziyue's feet were briskly on the ground, and her body bounced up slightly, her sword didn't go deep, but as soon as the tip of the sword fell, she bounced up, and returned to the front of Zhenqian Qiu again and gracefully, protecting him.

There was no blood on the chest of the fake Qian Qiu, only white water vapor, he was like a pierced water bladder, there was no liquid in the water bladder, only a very condensed gas rose up, and it actually corroded Lin Ziyue's sword to rust in an instant.

Lin Ziyue saw more deeply, these things were condensed with white mist, so her sword was even more lethal, but these clones also caused far more lethality to her sword than she imagined. Lin Ziyue's hands were aching, and red spots like scalds gradually appeared on them, and those white mist were actually extremely corrosive to herself.

The fake Qian Qiu did not die, but smiled silently, wiped it on his chest, and the hole that was cut by Lin Ziyue actually healed, and he rushed over again with a burst under his feet, actually bypassing the direction of Lin Ziyue, and wanted to directly kill the Qian Qiu that Lin Ziyue was protecting!

How could Lin Ziyue let him get his wish, reacted very quickly and forcibly stopped on the dagger of Fake Qianqiu, and the next moment it was completely unexpected The situation happened, and the whole person of Fake Qianqiu actually turned into a humanoid white mist, and was directly knocked away by Lin Ziyue before recondensing into a human form.

Lin Ziyue was shocked, and subconsciously handed the sword behind him, Lin Ziyue's sword and fake Qian Qiu's dagger intertwined with each other, and the sword stabbed into his body, and suddenly the rust became even worse, and there was even a tendency to break at any time, but the fake Qian Qiu ignored the fact that the opening of his body was getting bigger and bigger, because the white mist at the wound was lost too much, and his body even became illusory, but he didn't seem to feel anything at all.

The dagger of the fake Qian Qiu also fell on Lin Ziyue's heart, his goal has not changed from the beginning, but Lin Ziyue is too concerned about Qian Qiu, and because of the atomization of the fake Qian Qiu, the pain in his back spreads, but it is quickly replaced by numbness.

Lin Ziyue's body shook and stood firm, but the fake Qianqiu's body couldn't hold it for a moment, and he laughed proudly in the white mist, and when Lin Ziyue turned his head to watch him disappear, he naturally caught a glimpse of the viciousness and ridicule in his eyes.

The white mist formed by the fake money mound still walked around Lin Ziyue before it dispersed, and the malice in it made Lin Ziyue chill from heart to body, blood oozed from the wound behind her back, and an inexplicable feeling of warmth spread, it seemed that it was not painful because of the poison, but what Lin Ziyue didn't know was that a lot of the white mist in the circle drilled into her body along the wound of the blood, and this was the source of the warm and soothing feeling.

The sword shattered, and the causal power contained in it turned into a little fluorescent light and fell back into Lin Ziyue's body and disappeared.

Qian Qiu just wanted to come up and support Lin Ziyue, but was blocked by the dagger she was still holding with her other hand, Lin Ziyue warned him with her eyes: "Don't come here...... Don't approach me, something isn't right. ”

"I'm sorry! I, I'm too stupid to help anything...... Qian Qiu was so anxious that he was about to cry, he could see that the blood oozing from behind Lin Ziyue was turning black, and when it dripped from the corner of her clothes, it turned into black mist and flew away before it touched the ground.

"You, your injured ......" Qian Qiu wanted to say something more, but Lin Ziyue just shook her head and took a step forward.

Just one step, there was a steaming black mist around her, and there was a distorted white light in the black fog that was rolled up, like a fish entering water, comfortably shuttling between the darkness, the darkness slowly bloomed around her, like black petals, her original peaceful and gentle temperament continued to change, as the more black intent gushed out, the more the white light intertwined in the black intent actually became more and more prosperous, but it never merged with the darkness, and the two intertwined light and shadow were indistinguishable.

The black water on the dagger was never poisonous, but something full of inspiring substance.

This is very similar to the power of the black rose in Lin Ziyue's hand, but it is different from the watery softness and condensation of the black rose, which is more raging, violent, and even evil.

Lin Ziyue's heart couldn't calm down, her eyes were blood-red because of the bloodshots, there was a faint black gas covering her face, and the white mist walked through it happily, like a thin tube in the green leaves, which grew more and more in the thick black gas.

Lin Ziyue was careless from the beginning, she didn't expect that it was Meng Li who was really dragged down, and the order of the fake Lin Ziyue was deliberately given to her, and it was she who really stepped into the trap game.

Lin Ziyue felt that something in her soul was broken, and the black qi that rushed to the sky emanated from her body, directly flying away the nearest Qian Qiu, Lin Ziyue's black hair was like a group of snakes dancing wildly, and the blood in her black eyes was gradually suppressed, but the evil intent that made people feel cold suddenly broke out.

"it!!" Meng Li's sword intersected with the fake self and separated, Lin Ziyue's movement was too big, and when he stepped back and flew up, he glanced at it, and felt that there was actually a strong attribute suppression on his body. In the middle of that intense demonic aura was Lin Ziyue's position, which made him extremely uneasy.

The fake Meng Li chased after him, refusing to give Meng Li any respite, and slashed with his sword: "It's not a good habit to look around when fighting! Don't let me look down on you!"

Meng Li's sword quickly blocked, and the fake Meng Li in front of him wanted to fly towards Lin Ziyue, but two invisible ripples rushed in the air, and he knew that if he didn't dodge his wings again, he would be in danger of being cut off, so he could only fall down, and the two ripples burst in the air, revealing the shape of a white moon blade. Out of the corner of Meng Li's eyes, he caught a glimpse of those moon blades twisting and trembling irregularly, as if they would get out of control at any time, and they were attracted by the strange appearance on Lin Ziyue's side.

The black qi and white mist around Lin Ziyue's body were intertwined, like water and fish coexisting, nourishing, and dying together, and the gentle white light began to transform, becoming more dazzling and holy, while the black part was awe-inspiring.

There was blood flowing down Lin Ziyue's mouth, as black as ink, but mixed with white wisps, those white mist were quickly assimilated by the black qi on her body, completely ignoring her thoughts and forcibly trying to merge with her, even her blood was covered by these two intersecting forces, and there was no trace of red.

"Lin Ziyue—" Meng Li's shout resounded through the sky, and when it fell, it seemed to cut through the black mist, waking up the people standing in it.

Lin Ziyue opened her eyes, her eyes were black and white chasing each other, and her hand was raised.

The whole island was trembling, the enchantment was also trembling, and the white light on the mountain wall seemed to be torn apart, peeling off piece by piece, and then condensed into Lin Ziyue's palm under the invisible grip, unwilling to become a part of the light in her hand. Lin Ziyue closed her palm, and when she spread it out again, a moon staff stretched out from her hand.

There was a gap in the full moon above, and the whole body was pitch-black as if it was carved out of obsidian, and it was covered with swirling magic patterns, exuding a terrifying aura that almost suffocated Qian Qiu and made Meng Lidu's heart palpitate.

Fake Lin Ziyue and Fake Meng Li's eyes were full of fear, as if they had seen some familiar nightmare, and suddenly turned their heads and ran towards the forest.

But it didn't make any sense, the black and white on Lin Ziyue's body all converged into her body, and the moon staff emitted a black light, which was extremely similar to the power of a skull.

It was like two flashes of night flying out of the moon, and then just flashed into the forest in an instant, cutting the two clones that frantically retreated into the depths of the forest into two pieces, leaving no traces, and those white mist were actually absorbed by the black Crescent Moon Blade. The moon blade flew back upside down, and two white lights flashed before dissolving into the moon staff.

The chaos in Lin Ziyue's eyes gradually subsided, and she raised her head and looked at the void with her calm eyes.

Look at the person who is watching all this.

The moment the power changed, she felt him.