Little by little as time passed.

The Hell Demon King has not been heard since that time, and even the red-robed woman at the beginning has never looked for him again.

Fang Jin was also happy to be quiet about this, concentrating on perfecting his clone.

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The original blood cocoon had turned into a body floating in the air at this time, and the appearance and characteristics of the body were exactly the same as Fang Jin's, this was the clone that Fang Jin had been constantly improving for three years.

On the side of the clone, the Nightmare clone pierced all its tentacles into the clone, lying on its chest, squirming inward little by little.

Fang Jin sat on the bed, pinching the seal with one hand, a large number of black silks continued to rotate around the clone, and all of these black wires were connected with unique runes, and every inch of Fang Jin's body was completely punched into the clone.

In the end, after all the runes were smashed into the clone, the nightmare clone that was originally lying on its chest also instantly turned into a colored light and drilled into the clone.

The next moment, I saw the doppelganger's eyes open violently, and at the same time, a coercion that belonged to Fang Jin was directly generated, and the clone's eyes did not contain a trace of emotion, and the air around him even began to become cold.

This is the coercion of the zombies who have returned to the Dead Realm.

"It finally worked." Looking at the clone in front of him, Fang Jin nodded with satisfaction, it can be said that this is another Fang Jin, coupled with the characteristics of the nightmare identity, even the Hell Demon King can't see any difference.

Moreover, the strength of the clone may not be as strong as Fang Jin's body, but it is definitely not weak, and when necessary, Fang Jin can also inject his own power into this clone through the Nightmare clone, so that he can also exert the power of returning to the virtual realm.

With a wave of his hand, the clone walked down from the air, and then a black robe was draped on his body, Fang Jin looked at it carefully again, and it was exactly the same, even the fluctuation of the divine soul was not flawed, but this was normal, after all, this doppelganger was created with Fang Jin's own blood and divine soul.

Now that the doppelganger has been prepared, then it is time to start the plan to leave, thinking of this, Fang Jin grabbed it fiercely on himself, and in an instant, a gray aura was caught by him, this is the breath of the bronze coffin.

Then, Fang Jin pinched this breath and directly formed a thumb-sized ball.

Fang Jin changed himself, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and quickly burrowed into the inside of the ball and stood still.

The marbles fell to the ground, and the doppelgangers picked them up and kicked them in their arms.

"Someone."

With the shouts of the doppelganger, the next moment, there was a knock on the door.

"See Celestial Venerable."

A small-looking, wrinkled imp walked in.

"Prepare, I want to travel." The clone said directly.

"Yes." The little ghost didn't dare to slack off, let alone ask, so he walked out after saluting.

After a while, the knock on the door rang again, and the little ghost walked in and said, "Tell Tianzun, it's ready, please Tianzun travel." ”

The doppelganger nodded and walked out, coming to the outside of the palace, and sure enough, a guard of honor was already waiting there.

After getting into the chariot, the doppelganger said directly: "Go to the surface, I need to breathe." ”

Without hesitation, the leading imp at the front directly waved a whip, and then the entire honor guard began to march quickly, except for the sound of knocking and beating, there was no noise in the whole team along the way.

The team was moving extremely fast, and after less than an hour, the clone felt a noticeable ascent, and it looked like it was about to reach the surface.

Sure enough, after another ten minutes, a little light began to appear in front of him, although the light was extremely faint, it was still extremely precious in the boundless darkness.

"Stop."

However, at this moment, a rumbling sound came from the front, and then, a ten-meter-tall giant walked out of the darkness, the giant was covered with rocks all over his body, and he was carrying a huge hammer in his hand, and his huge body blocked the middle of the road.

"I'm blind, and I won't get out of the way." The imp stepped forward and slammed a whip into the giant's body, and a large amount of rubble fell like raindrops, and the giant took a few steps back with a bang.

"Warrant, stop." The imp's whipping did not let the giant leave, but instead raised the giant hammer, trying to crush the imp in front of him.

The doppelganger sat in the chariot, thinking about it and not making a move, but preparing to see how it would develop next.

The giant and the guide imp fought with each other in a short time, don't look at the height of the imp can not guess half of a person's height, but the nimble skills and the whip in his hand whipped the giant back again and again, and the stones on his body also cracked a lot.

And the giant has a large physique and strong strength, but the speed is too slow, and it can't hit the imp at all, so it can only keep defending.

The final victory was obvious, the giant was directly pulled into a pile of gravel by the imp, until he couldn't stand up again, the imp spit hard, and then led the team to start moving forward again.

And this final journey was not as easy as it was at the beginning, there were many people like giants who stood in the way along the way, they didn't care about Fang Jinxi Tianzun's name, they just abided by the order that they couldn't pass without a warrant.

Although in the end, they all let the guiding ghosts kill them one by one, but this situation made Fang Jin understand that in fact, he, the West Heavenly Venerable, did not have much importance in the heart of the Hell Demon King.

But this is also understandable, after all, the kind of canonization ceremony like child's play reflects Fang Jin's status, this so-called Xi Tianzun is just an empty name, except for those little demons and ghosts in the entire palace, I am afraid that Fang Jin's command will not move even if he is afraid of a person.

To put it bluntly, Fang Jin is just a high-level cannon fodder under the Hell Demon King.

"It looks like it's really right to escape, otherwise, even if you help the Demon King defeat the protagonist, it may not end well." Fang Jin's clone sat in the chariot and sneered.

"Tianzun, we are almost here, you don't have to care about those who don't know each other, as long as you kill a few batches, they will naturally be afraid of your majesty." The imp outside said.

"Well, you're good." Fang Jin's clone nodded, and then one of them came out, and a black gas drilled out of the chariot, and then fused into the little ghost's body.

"Ah, roar, thank you for the gift." The imp's scream rang out, and the next moment it suddenly turned into a low roar.

Then I saw that the originally thin little ghost directly grew to a height of more than three meters, and pieces of pitch-black scales grew up and down his body, and the streamlined body not only did not hinder the original speed, but increased several times.

At the same time, hideous bone spurs grew out of the spine of the back, and the bone spurs were hollow, and streams of air like ink began to erupt, surrounding the little ghost's body.