Faced with this unanimous voice, Bei Lingtian was instantly stupid.

"Could it be the Phantom Clone Technique?!"

Phantom clone,Illusion using the original owner's appearance and personality traits。 The image created is no different from the original owner. If the spiritual power is strong enough, you can even copy the thoughts and actions of the original owner.

In this way, even the father and mother may not be able to distinguish the real from the fake, let alone others.

Faced with such a thorny problem, Bei Lingtian is also a big head. If you don't find a way to solve it quickly, I'm afraid you won't be able to save Twilight.

"Phantom clones, you must have the original owner to cast illusions. So the twilight flute...... It's set in this!"

After a few words of self-talk, Bei Lingtian stretched out his right index finger and middle finger together, and his left hand clenched an empty fist to surround his right hand, only revealing his straightened two fingers.

He pushed his hands out, closed his eyes and recited a spell.

The spell came out, the light rose, and the eyes opened.

I saw that his originally translucent and light brown pupils turned red at this moment, and his entire eyes were covered with red light, which seemed to be sharp enough to penetrate everything!

He swept all the "Dusk Flutes" one by one, and as he expected, these virtual bodies were hollow at all!

Suddenly, a "twilight flute" curled up and holding himself caught Bei Lingtian's attention.

He approached cautiously, and as he was looking cautiously, the man jerked back to look at him.

"Childe, can you still pick up the yellow leaves?"

It was just a seemingly inconsequential sentence, but it made Bei Lingtian excited.

He was sure that this person was Twilight!

Dead leaves fall to the ground, like the setting sun, similar colors, different scenery......

Whenever Bei Lingtian made a mistake and needed to escape out of the Beifu, he used dead leaves instead of hours, quietly stuffed them into Dusk Di's arms, and told him to come to cover at dusk and help him get out of the mansion.

It's a little secret between him and Twilight, and he never dares anyone to know.

In addition, Twilight Di is timid and afraid of things by nature, and when she encounters a monster, she must be so scared that she can't wait to fly into the house immediately, hide in the quilt, and hide herself tightly.

These "twilight flutes" almost all showed a calm and calm appearance, and he was the only one, squatting and not moving, trembling.

Bei Lingtian put down the gesture that Shi Cai had made, brought his arm to him, and shouted eagerly: "Dusk Di, hurry up and hold on to me!"

When Twilight heard this, she hugged it without thinking. And the rest of the "Dusk Flutes", like fierce tigers and hungry wolves, showed their true appearance of hideous fangs, and pounced on the north Ling Tian in unison.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Bei Lingtian protected the Dusk Flute behind him, and when he lifted his palm, he slashed.

The transfiguration is not vulnerable at all.

In just a moment, these false twilight flutes all exploded into pools of blood, dissipating from the sight of the two of them.

Before he had time to take a closer look at the expression on Dui's face, Bei Lingtian brought him forward, his toes to the ground a little, and he didn't even need to recite the incantation, and flew out of his heart with Dui.

After landing smoothly outside, Jiuxi's rampant voice came again, "Hahaha...... Bei Lingtian, in vain you are the lord of the world, you can't even tell whether the thing behind you is a human or a soul! It's a shame that you brought out the soul of the Dusk Flute, but it saved me a lot of trouble! Now, this body really belongs to me Jiuxi! Hahaha......"

Bei Ling Tian glared at him in surprise and roared, "This is a trap!"

Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and squinted, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I just woke up at this time, don't you think it's too late?!"

"Jiuxi! I want the soul of Twilight Di today, and I want the body of Twilight Di! I was injured by my Seven Absolute Soul Slashing Knife, how long do you think you can hold on? One hour? Two hours? Right now, letting you live one more moment is the biggest insult to me!"

With a roar, Bei Lingtian turned into a gourd, pulled out the lid, and sprinkled something like water around the Dusk Flute.

The dampness suddenly turned into a strong barrier, protecting the soul of the twilight flute.

He turned his head and smiled at him, then turned his head sharply, and with a stretch of his right hand, the Seven Absolute Soul Slashing Knife appeared in his hand again.

"Bei Lingtian!"

"Jiuxi!"

Two roars, one after the other, shook the entire forest.

The roar was still echoing, and the two had already fought for a few rounds.

Jiuxi had been injured before, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he fought again at this time.

Not to mention being defeated and retreated by Bei Lingtian, he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

If he continues to fight like this, he will surely die!

Bei Lingtian took advantage of the situation to chase after him, and Jiuxi, who was wielding a big knife, couldn't even see his form.

Under his strong attack, Jiuxi was once again forced to show his original form.