She could only desperately stretch out her hand to him, thinking that even if she grabbed the corner of his clothes, she cried indistinctly: "Brother Wunian, don't, the painting begs you, don't-"

The blood mist in Cang Wunian's eyes had also been replaced by a rich purple glow at this time, his eyes were not blind, and at that time, in order to avoid the illusion in Chisha's eyes, he used mana to stab his eyes, so that the blood water would completely block his vision.

At this time, he used the Soul Burning Charm, a powerful force that could make all the damage on his body seem insignificant in a short period of time - the blood that flowed out would soon stop, and the pain except for the burning soul would soon be suppressed. Before he falls completely, his body will become a killing tool that supports his will.

These dazzling purple eyes could not only see everything in front of him clearly, but also allow him to capture the slightest movements of the enemy more keenly.

He chose to trigger the Soul Burning Spell at this moment, and he was forced to have no choice, if he hadn't seen that what he had experienced in the past ten days was a fantasy test composed of Xuanwu and Qinglong, and it was a real test of life or death, then he would have lived in vain in both lives.

So he had no doubt about what Akasha had just said - if he couldn't knock out all the enemies in front of him, he and Drew Allure would have to die here.

The Soul Burning Spell doesn't last long, and there is still room to save the soul from being injured, and if it waits until the soul is burned out, that is when he is gone.

Time was pressing, and if he could not die, he certainly hoped to live.

Without saying a word, Cang Wunian had already picked up the bone flute in his hand and flew towards the position of Chisha.

"Tsk, Your Majesty, you actually look down on me so much, and you were the first to attack me?" Chisha threw a wink at Cang Wunian, and his figure dodged behind.

At the same time, Xuan Tuo beside her stepped forward and faced Cang Wunian to block the blow for Chisha.

"Looking for death!" Cang Wunian snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of Xuan Tuo's eyes.

By the time Xuan Tuo reacted, his throat had been cut by the bone flute in Cang Wunian's hand that suddenly flashed to his side.

A splash of blood sprayed on Cang Wunian's cold and resolute face, and with a "poof", Xuan Tuo fell down blindly. And at the moment when he fell, the Shura general Yinqing and the veteran Suo Sulun immediately greeted him.

When the attack of the two was about to fall on Cang Wunian, he used the same method to deal with Xuan Tuo and disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind the two of them in an instant, with a bone flute in each of his left and right hands, and stabbed into the back vests of the two without even frowning.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and the disappearance and appearance of his body were like ghosts, and his forcibly improved strength had far surpassed that of his opponent, so that the opponent could not even catch his breath. Everyone only saw that when he let go of his hand, Yinqing and Suoxulun fell to the ground. And he didn't look back, and continued to walk forward, and two bone flutes appeared in both hands.

The one who came was the high priest Mo Qiandu and the great elder Luo You, while the general Wang Xixue and the astrologer Meng Yu were responding from the side, as if they were worried that Cang Wunian would repeat their old tricks, and the positions of the four of them were staggered, surrounding Cang Wunian in it, staring at him with their eyes dead, vigilant against his every move.

However, at this time, Cang Wunian, who was in a state of rage, couldn't control so much, so what about the repetition of the technique, as long as the speed was fast enough, he believed that they still couldn't react.

So his body flickered, and Meng Yu fell first.

Seeing this, the other three suddenly became solemn, exchanged a look with each other, and then suddenly launched an attack on Cang Wunian.

But to everyone's surprise, Cang Wunian's expression was very calm, and the calm was mixed with coldness. A pair of purple eyes stared at the figures of the three people indifferently, approaching him step by step, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the three guys she didn't know were about to blast Cang Wunian into slag with shining weapons, she felt like her throat was blocked, and she couldn't make a sound for a while.

With a "boom", the attack of the three of them fell short, and Cang Wunian disappeared in place the moment they got close.

When he reappeared, everyone saw that his figure had become a little illusory, and the purple light around him rippled like water waves, and then a part of the purple light split out of his body like large droplets of water, conjuring up a number of cangwu thoughts.

Hua Chengcheng blinked vigorously to make sure that she was not dazzled, and then subconsciously counted, and twenty Cangwu thoughts had appeared in front of her eyes. Every Cang Wunian was wearing a slightly messy red wedding dress, with a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes and body were surging with purple light, and he held a bone flute in his left and right hands, with a resolute and cold expression.

Mo Qiandu, Luo You, and Xi Ze froze when they saw this, obviously they didn't expect that the other party would dare to conjure so many clones when they used the Soul Burning Spell.

According to common sense, the number of clones that can be conjured is only determined by the strength of one's own mana, but whether the clone is used as an empty skin bag to confuse the opponent or a helper with part of the body's combat power, it will consume the mana of the body.

Right now, after Cang Wunian triggered the Soul Burning Spell, he conjured so many clones, which was undoubtedly aggravating the injury of the soul, and it also proved that he was determined to solve all the obstacles in front of him.

"Your Majesty, why are you doing this? As a man, you don't suffer a loss if you marry a wife, you don't want to send it to the world, you have to fight for your life for such a human woman, is it really worth it?" Mo Qiandu couldn't help but persuade.

"Stop talking nonsense. Twenty Cang Wunian spoke in unison, his tone was surprisingly cold, "I don't mind admitting that I won't last long, but it's enough to deal with you." ”

After that, the twenty Cang Wunian all took an offensive posture, and one by one they rushed towards the three of them.

"Bang bang bang" three crisp sounds came out one after another, and it was the three of them who raised their hands to disperse a thoughtless clone.

That's right, it's to break up. Because the three clones who bear the brunt of the brunt are completely paper-mâché skins, just a virtual appearance, and they don't have any offensive and defensive capabilities at all, and they only need to raise their hands to defeat them.

The clones were shattered and turned into gravel and fell to the ground in dots and at their feet. However, the three of them did not feel happy that they had defeated the three skins of Cang Wunian, but felt a slight chill down their backs, and a bad premonition crept up from their backs.

Without giving them time to breathe, three more Cang Wunian attacked them, completely out of instinctive reaction, and the three of them raised their hands in unison again, and scattered the three clones with just one move.

In just a few breaths, the expressions of the three of them became more and more solemn, and they saw that the clones in front of them were decreasing one by one, but the feeling of uneasiness somehow became more and more intense.

It turned out that their uneasiness was not unreasonable, because just when there were still three Cangwunian left in front of them, the sandwork of the doppelganger that had fallen to the ground suddenly fluttered, and almost in the blink of an eye, it was regrouped together, and it became seventeen Cangwunian again.

The three of them looked shocked, and they couldn't figure out what tricks Cang Wunian was trying to play by doing this. Get such a group of clones who have no ability to attack, let them one by one, reunite after they are scattered, and then disperse after they are reunited? Fighting a war of attrition like this is obviously not good for Cang Wunian himself.

However, Cang Wunian obviously didn't think so, and the seventeen clones who had reunited showed a strange smile on the faces of the three Cang Wunian not far away—these three people had unconsciously dispersed according to the distance he wanted.

Then the three of them felt a flower in front of them, and they didn't know what formation these clones and Cang Wunian's body had changed, and in a blink of an eye, they were divided into three groups, five Cang Wunian entangled Xi Xue, five Cang Wunian entangled Luo You, and the remaining ten didn't know whether Cang Wunian's body was included, and they directly attacked Mo Qiandu.

Mo Qiandu's face turned pale, and he subconsciously raised his hand and slapped towards the clone closest to him, but before he could face the clone in front of him, the clone suddenly flashed in front of his eyes and went around his side.

His gaze involuntarily followed the clone, but the next moment he felt bad, because he had already seen in the afterglow of his eyes, and after the clone took the initiative to bypass, another clone quickly replaced him from behind.

Mo Qiandu didn't have time to think about it, attacking one with both hands, and hoping to break up the two clones with just one move like before.

These two are indeed clones, but they are the kind of clones that give mana, not vulnerable skins.

So between the lightning and flint, just when Xi Xue and Luo You, who were not far from Mo Qiandu, had just broken up the third "Cang Wunian" in front of them, the two of them subconsciously turned their heads, but they didn't have time to help him, they could only watch Mo Qiandu's two hands being clamped down by two clones, and the remaining eight Cang Wunian had already surrounded him.

Mo Qiandu roared loudly and was about to shake off the two Cang Wunian who were entangled in him, but he never thought that those two Cang Wunian would automatically let go of his hand.

This action made Mo Qiandu stunned for a moment, and in this moment of stunnedness, the "Cang Wunian" around him suddenly disappeared, and when he reacted, he only felt a chill in his back, and then the sharp pain spread all over his body.

He lowered his head unwillingly, and saw a blood-stained bone flute stuck in his chest, which poked him straight through the back.