After the cultivator clone woke up, he felt something coming in from his waist, as if it was some kind of bug, and this worm was biting in his belly.

Enduring the sequelae of being beaten by Zhu Wen and them just now, Xiu Xian's clone climbed to the wall of the mine, sat up against the wall, lifted his shirt, and saw a big bag bulging out of his belly, and the big bag was moving towards his chest.

"Ah, it hurts..."

"What to do, what to do, do you really let the zombie deity come!!"

Thinking of this, the cultivator clone felt that he could only rely on himself now, unless it was really a matter of life and death, and it would only be disadvantageous to expose the zombie deity now.

Xiuxian's clone looked at the big bag that had moved to the upper abdomen, and suddenly picked up a somewhat thin stone chip in the corner of the cave wall with his left hand, and grabbed the big bag moving towards his chest with his right hand.

With his left hand, he grabbed the stone and cut it towards his flesh.

“... Ba Fu, you wait!"

"Ahh

Xiu Xian's clone held back the pain, only cut half of it, and was about to dig his hand into the wound and pull out the worm, but he didn't expect the worm to suddenly slip away from his hand and come to the heart.

The Tomb of the Ancestor of Time and Space

The zombie deity's eyes were blood-red, and he stood up, and was about to open the space to save his clone, but suddenly stopped his movements.

Blue Moon Mine

"Om Ma Mi ......"

In the dantian of the immortal clone, a few Buddhist scriptures suddenly sounded.

The cultivator felt that his body was no longer painful, and the insect crawled out of the wound he had cut just now, rubbing his skin with a very small head, feeling very kind.

"Who was chanting just now?"

The cultivator clone looked around, but there was no living life except for himself and the insects.

"This is a silkworm?"

The cultivator clone took the insect that was intimate with him in his hand, watched it carefully, and found that this insect was a very small silkworm baby, but it was not an ordinary silkworm.

"Chanting sutras, devouring the heart silkworm to be intimate with themselves? What kind of strange thing is this? Did I do something wrong and God punish me?"

The Xiuxian clone stood up, feeling that he could control the little silkworm in his mind, knowing that this was a heart-devouring silkworm that specializes in eating hearts, his face was confused.

"Since you're harming me with the Heart-Eater Silkworm, you're ......!"

The Immortal Cultivator clone let out a series of terrifying laughs and walked towards Zhu Wen's cave with the Heart Devouring Silkworm.

......

"Dead or not? I'll see later!"

Zhu Wen was sitting in his small cave mansion, and he was very uneasy in his heart, if the Flying Immortal Sect found out that he deliberately mutilated his disciples, ......!

Zhu Wen thought about the canons and those criminal laws, he only felt that the cold was flowing in his body, and his whole body trembled, if he killed Tian Dazhuang, he was afraid of ......!

"Ah, something!"

Zhu Wen suddenly felt a pain in his buttocks sitting on top of the bluestone, and with his hand, a large bag was moving rapidly along his back.

"Help, help, Grandpa, help......"

Zhu Wen rolled back and forth on the ground of the mine, and his soul was already frightened!

The cultivator clone stood far away, looking at Zhu Wen's miserable situation, and only felt that Zhu Wen was cheaper.

A small hole suddenly appeared in Zhu Wen's chest, and the Heart-devouring Silkworm crawled out of it, jumped to the ground, and escaped directly into the ground, and quickly escaped towards the Immortal Cultivator clone underground.

......

Zhu Wen has been dead for several days, and the two surnamed Yun and Cao can't find Zhu Wen, so they have a bad premonition in their hearts, so they can only report to the top.

The above sent a disciple from the foundation building period to investigate, and finally determined that Zhu Wen was eaten by an unknown insect and died.

The two surnamed Yun and Cao lived in fear every day, afraid that the heart-devouring silkworm would suddenly eat their hearts, and both of them lost a lot of weight.

The immortal clone was sitting in a remote mine cave at this time, and the cultivator shrank into inches.

After the chanting that suddenly appeared last time, the cultivation of the immortal clone is really a thousand miles in a day, and the level of comprehension is not far from the deity, but because of the low realm of the doppelganger, there is no way to use it.

"If the law of shrinking the land into inches and space can be shared......"

The cultivator clone fantasized in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Half a year has passed since Zhu Wen's death, no one bothered him, the immortal cultivator has lived a leisurely life, and the Flying Immortal Qi Refining Technique has also reached the fourth layer, and he can rush into the fifth layer immediately.

The aura in the mine cave was thin, but fortunately, the immortal cultivator found that there was still a little bit of Dadan's medicinal qi in his body that had not been absorbed.

On this day, the Immortal Cultivator clone planned to impact the fifth-layer realm.

He took out a spirit stone from the storage bag, absorbed the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, and transported it to the immortal qi refining mantra and entered the deep cultivation.

......

"Batu, you are very good, I owe you a favor, I didn't expect you to let me assassinate a person in the Qi refining period!"

There was a transparent figure in the sky, flying rapidly towards the Blue Moon Mine Cave belonging to the Flying Immortal Sect.

This transparent figure is called He Huan, and he is a killer in an assassination force, and his realm has reached the late stage of Jindan.

He Huan owed a favor to Batu in Bafu a long time ago, and he wanted to return this favor for a long time, because Bafu had a really bad reputation nearby, and he didn't want to have any connection with Bafu.

But Batu never spoke, just a few days ago, Batu suddenly sent a message to He Huan, asking He Huan to kill a disciple in the Qi refining period of the Blue Moon Mine Cave, and the appearance and aura of this disciple were all transmitted.

"Okay, you Batu, although your Flying Immortal Sect emphasizes self-destruction, few people dare to kill disciples, and there have been a few people who have killed disciples, all of whom have been beaten by your Flying Immortal Sect Master!"

"What the hell are you going to let me kill? I'm really the cheapest, I didn't swear when I knew I owed a favor, hey!"

He Huan cursed in his mouth, cursing Batu, and found that he had come to the vicinity of the Blue Moon Mine Cave.

He Huan's transparent figure immediately disappeared completely, and not even a trace of breath leaked out, it was not a killer, and the escape technique of assassination was superb.

......

Tian Dazhuang's immortal cultivation clone, his whole body was full of breath, and he finally broke through to the fifth layer of qi refining.

At this time, He Huan was standing not far from the cultivator's clone, and when he saw that the young man whom Batu had assassinated had just broken through, a transparent sword suddenly appeared in the sleeve of his right hand.

The sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, two fingers wide, and there was a faint light flickering on the sword's body.

He Huan raised the sword in his right hand, and disappeared with a flicker.

The cultivator clone who had just broken through was about to continue to stabilize the realm, when his eyebrows suddenly jumped wildly, and he suddenly subconsciously shrunk into inches that he had never used before, and appeared directly in front of him.

At this time, the cultivator clone saw that where he was sitting cross-legged just now, a transparent sword body flashed.

The Tomb of the Ancestor of Time and Space

"Look for death!"

The zombie figure raised his hands, and the nails of his hands more than a foot long tore hard towards the space in front of him, and suddenly a black hole the size of a water basin appeared.

"Go!"

The zombie deity pointed his left index finger into the black hole, and suddenly a jet-black, condensed aura finger flew into the black hole, and the black hole slowly healed.