The wind whistled past his ears, and at this moment, it seemed to be stretched out for a long time for Weiyang. It is said that when people die, they look back at the past experiences of their own lives. But all that appeared in front of Weiyang's eyes was that one person and that smile.

"After all, it's still ...... Didn't put it down. Weiyang smiled bitterly.

Raise your head and gaze at the nebula. The nebula was like a real galaxy, with different colors of energy converging and rotating in it, and its core was a blue-black mass of energy mixed with a little purple light, which was formed by the power of the angels of Weiyang.

Give back to the other in his way?

Such a thought suddenly popped into Weiyang's mind, and then the nebula enlarged in front of his eyes, and finally the darkness completely ate away at his consciousness.

The clone Weiyang slowly fell from the sky, and the entire mountain was pierced through a large hole that went deep underground because of his trick. And his main body, Weiyang, just lay quietly in the depths of the cave. His feet landed on the edge of the hole, and he said to Zhao Fukong with a playful face without turning his head.

"Zhao Fukong, purge everyone in the Zhongzhou team...... Forget it, let's spare their lives. Weiyang seemed to be stunned by something, and just as Zhao Shukong stretched out his hand to prepare for a massacre, he spoke.

He doesn't care about the lives or deaths of the rest of the Zhongzhou team, and he has no interest in caring about it, but Weiyang can't die, no matter who kills him, or is wiped out because of the team's negative scores, because it's not time yet. He needed this ontology to do something, something that only he could do.

"Really don't kill?" Zhao Shukong looked at those who were bound by feathers, and they had not died after many energy impacts, and looked at the newcomers of the Central Continent team here with big frightened eyes, and said.

However, the clone did not reply to him, as he had already jumped lightly into the hole. In the depths of the dark hole, there is now not only the unconscious Weiyang, but also his clones.

"I've always had good luck, haven't I." The clone muttered, then reached out and grabbed a green potion from the spatial ring. He poured the potion into his hand, and in an instant, his hand glowed green, not the seeping green, but emerald green, like the color of a plant.

He crouched down and pressed his hands down on Weiyang's chest.

The hands filled with the green light were like stretching into the water, reaching into Weiyang's body. The clone Weiyang frowned slightly, groping his hands in Weiyang's body, as if looking for something, and finally hesitated slightly, and stretched out his hand to Weiyang's heart.

"Caught!"

The clone Weiyang's face flashed with joy, and then as if he had grabbed something, he forcefully pulled it out of Weiyang's body!

It was a crystal-like substance, with a diamond-shaped shell wrapped in a gray-black energy! And this gray-black energy is constantly absorbing the same color of energy from the outside world, filling it!

"Is this the power of power......" the clone Weiyang let out a long sigh with a relaxed expression. Because if you want to identify it and determine what its specific authority is, you can only go back to the main god space. But the clone Weiyang can't wait at all now!

He took the crystal and pressed it to his heart without the slightest hesitation!

His chest rippled like water waves, and the crystals slowly sank into his body, and then into his angelic heart!

"Ahhh!!hh

A strong pain swept through the clone's body, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and black energy kept overflowing from his seven orifices, and this energy wrapped him in it, like a coat of energy wrapped in him!

At the same time, the energy called 'pain' in the space seemed to hear the call, and poured in from the mouth of the cave! The pitch-black color stirred the wind and clouds, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds condensed in the sky, and purple thunder jumped between the dark clouds.

"This is the power of the source of pain...... This turned out to be the 'pain' of the superior authority! The clone Weiyang took a long breath, and the black energy that permeated him suddenly was sucked into his body like a whale sucking water. Once again, he was wearing a white robe.

"Should I say it's your misfortune or my luck?" The clone Weiyang lowered his head and smiled suddenly, "I'm looking forward to our two teams meeting again, Body, at that time, I think you can bring me maybe more ......"

Before the clone finished speaking, the whole person rose into the sky and flew out of the hole.

"Captain."

By the time the clone fell to the ground, Quesnair had just come out of the other dimension.

"Our team lost two people, and Amiya was seriously injured and unconscious, so I don't know if I can wake up." Quesnair said lightly.

The clone Weiyang turned his head to look at Quesnair, frowned and asked, "Who died?" ”

Quesnair said without hesitation: "Ming Yanwei, there are ...... Zheng Zha. ”

Zheng Zhe?

The look of astonishment on Weiyang's face flickered. How could he have died? With the level of his second-order gene lock and the training he had been training in the use of his energy, how could he die like this?

If I'm not mistaken, his opponent is Zhao Yingkong, right? That female assassin at the peak of the first order actually had the ability to kill Zheng Zhe, whose bloodline had been strengthened to a high level and opened the second-order gene lock? He felt like his ears were broken.

Otherwise, how could there be such a ridiculous auditory hallucination?

"What about Zhao Yingkong?"

Quesnair shook his head and said, "The person is gone, and I haven't found her anywhere." Maybe it's already gone. ”

"Did you run away?"

Clone Weiyang's eyes narrowed.

The battle is now over, and their demon team has lost a total of two team members and seriously injured one team member, among which Zheng Zhe is still the one who unlocks the second-order genetic lock.

Look at the side of the Zhongzhou team again, zero point, Zhan Lan, Ming Yanwei, the three of them were killed, the body was in a coma, and Zhao Yingkong was nowhere to be found.

Although it seems that their demon team is one point ahead in the score, but in real terms, the value points of the two people who died on their side are a total of 9,000 reward points and two side plots of level B and level C. And the three people who died in the Middle-earth team, the reward points add up to 6,000 reward points, and there are only three C-level side plots.

If the three C-level side plots are converted into one B-level side plot, that is to say, in this battle, they lost 3,000 reward points and a C-level side plot?

Of course, this is not the case, it is just an intuitive data reflection.

"Demon Team everyone! Quisnael, you take Amya. ”

The clone Weiyang said, and then stretched out his hand and took the stick in Zhao Weikong's hand. Without looking at it, he threw it into the bottomless hole beside him.

"Let's withdraw!"

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