As if sensing something, everyone stopped fighting and looked up at the high platform. A figure stood at the top, holding a scepter in its hand, and slowly pulling it out. It was Sal, who had just gotten a gap.

As Thrall slowly pulled out the Scepter of the Dead, the entire ruin could feel the shaking, as if someone was shaking the ruins.

And the scepter, which was pulled out from the high platform little by little, was also constantly surging outward with gray qi, and the gray qi spread upward along Sal's body, and in the blink of an eye, it surrounded him.

But Sal didn't show any panic, but opened his mouth excitedly and sucked the gray gas into his mouth.

Not only his mouth, but he seemed to be using every part of his body to absorb the gray qi, and even the pores seemed to be mobilized.

The process was obviously not so easy to bear, as everyone heard Thrall screaming in pain, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

However, his hand did not stop pulling out the scepter of death.

"Ahh

When the last part of the scepter broke out of the platform, Thrall's screams reached its loudest. But in everyone's ears, his last cry was not pain, but relief.

Because the moment the scepter was pulled out, it was also the moment when he absorbed all the ashes.

At this time, Sal seems to have changed, but people don't know where it has changed.

His appearance and body shape have not changed, but it makes people feel different from just now, maybe the gray qi has made some strange changes to him.

I saw him raise the Scepter of Death above his head, and a terrifying wave spread out, and the people between the entire seals were shocked out by the fluctuations.

Counting the confrontation between Xing Shuchen and the Young Master of the Dead Underworld, this is the third time they have been shaken away, and I really don't know if there will be a fourth time.

Xiao Lin's Sky Fixing Talisman was also affected by the fluctuations, and was blown away, and the young master of the dead world was no longer imprisoned, and jumped up all of a sudden.

"Thrall, well done!" the young master of the Dead Underworld laughed, although he wondered why Thrall could get the scepter, but now was obviously not the time to think about it.

He stretched out his hand and said to Sal, "Give me the scepter." ”

Thrall, standing on the high platform, was indifferent to his words, and had no intention of giving him the scepter. And Xiao Lin was also looking at him with an expression of looking at a fool.

The young master of the Dead Hades stretched out his hand for a long time, but he didn't see Sal respond to him, and when he saw Xiao Lin's eyes again, he suddenly felt that something was wrong:

"What do you want, give me the scepter!" the young lord yelled at Thrall.

"Why should I give you the scepter?" Sal looked at him coldly, not even using an honorific title, but directly using you.

"What do you mean, Sal, do you want to be a traitor?" the young master of the dead world panicked and hurriedly asked Sal in a loud voice.

"Traitor, I just won't give you the scepter, why do you say I want to be a traitor?" Sal sneered as he looked down at the young master of the Dead Hades.

"I am the young patriarch of the Dead Hades Clan, you disobey my orders, and you are guilty of betraying the clan!" The young master of the Dead Hades roared loudly.

"Oh, guilty of disobeying your orders, and treasoning with the clan?, then ask the people here, who agrees with you as the young patriarch?" Sal looked indifferent and stretched out his hand behind him: "Go and ask." ”

Hearing his words, the young master of the Dead Hades looked back, but all the dead Hades people behind him were silent at this time. Regardless of whether they were dead or alive, none of them agreed with him, they just looked at him expressionlessly, and they didn't even avoid his gaze.

"You, you?" The young master of the dead world suddenly had a feeling that the sky had fallen, and he didn't understand why the people who had been respectful to him had become like this, and finally he seemed to have found the reason, and looked up at Sal:

"You, it's you, what did you do to them?"

"I didn't do anything to them, it's just that they all know that you are not the young patriarch of my dead underworld at all, that's all. Sal sneered.

"No, it's impossible, I'm not the young patriarch, who is the young patriarch? Could it be you?"

"Of course it's me. Sal proudly: "I am the young patriarch of the Dead Hades Clan!"

"What are you?!what are you, how are you, how can you be qualified to be the young patriarch of my dead underworld?!" he shouted hysterically: "The young patriarch of the dead underworld can only be me!"

Sal put away the sneer on the corner of his mouth and looked at him expressionlessly: "Oh? Well, I'll tell you, my qualifications, kneel!"

"Kneel, how can I kneel down to a like you, I'm ......"

The young master of the dead world, no, the guy who doesn't know what to call it now, he didn't even finish his words, he just felt that his body was out of his control, and he slowly knelt down to Sal.

It was like a slave's submission to his master. From the inside out, it comes out of the bones.

"No, it can't be. He screamed loudly and struggled to get up from the ground, but to no avail, he could not stand up at all:

"Scepter, you wielded the power of the scepter?" he asked Thrall in a loud voice, as if he had thought of something.

"You don't need to use the scepter at all, I tell you to kneel, you have to kneel. For I am the master, and you are the slave. Sal said proudly:

"Since you said that you yourself are the young master of the Dead Hades Clan, then let me ask you, this young patriarch, do you know what your name is?"

"Name ?......" Sal's words directly stunned him. He has always been only called a young master or a young patriarch, and no one has ever called him by his name at all.

And he himself seemed to have forgotten it on purpose, he had never thought about it, and now Sal asked, and he was stunned at once.

"Name...... What is my name?name, my name, my name...... Ahh

"Let me tell you, you don't have a name. Because you, too, are my doppelganger. ”

Sal's words were like a sharp blade, piercing his heart fiercely:

"What did you say?"

"I said you're just a doppelganger of me, a puppet who is showing up for me. And I am the real young patriarch of the Dead Hades Clan. Sal repeated again:

"The only difference between you and the other doppelgangers is that your memories and appearance have been modified, and that's it.

Because you are my first doppelganger, you are stronger than the others, even after erasing your previous memories and injecting new ones. You've been able to cultivate to the point where you're almost close to mine.

You know that I cultivated my clone in order not to allow myself to break through the Gradual Enlightenment Realm, so that I could be qualified to enter the Holy Sword Ruins. But you didn't expect that my doppelganger could be used to replace myself, right?

Don't you ever feel that you and my other two doppelgangers have one thing in common? All three of you have great flaws in your personalities.

A cowardly and unbearable person, even if it is gradually brightened seven lights, he does not dare to fight with others. One can't keep his mouth shut, knowing that there are some things that shouldn't be said, but he still can't help but talk about them.

And you, stubborn and self-serving, as long as you believe it, you feel that it must be right.

The problem with the three of you is that your primordial spirits are incomplete and incomplete! That's why you have such a huge character flaw.

Do you think that I never contradict your foolish reasoning, because I agree with you, or because I am afraid of your punishment?

Not at all, because I know that no matter how much I refute you, you will not change your mind unless you realize your mistake for yourself. ”

After a moment of silence, the unnamed guy seemed to accept the brutal fact that he was just a doppelganger of Sal, and asked:

"Since you know that I have such a big flaw in my character, then why do you want to change my appearance, inject me with the memory of the young master of the dead underworld, and still be respectful to me by my side?"

"I told you, you're just a puppet who showed up for me.

In order to unite our forces, we have gathered almost all the people scattered on the continents back.

This has attracted the attention of all major sects, and many sects have even found out about us, such as the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect.

I don't know how far they have investigated us, after all, there is still a gap between our current clan and these great Dao systems.

And I came up with such a way to make you the young patriarch of the dead underworld.

In this way, no matter how deep they investigate, they will only find your head in the end. Won't pay any attention to me. And I can rule the whole people under your shadow in the open

And in the remains of the Holy Sword, you will also be the focus of everyone's attention and obstruction, creating opportunities for me to seize the scepter.

You must have wondered why I was able to get the Scepter's approval, right?

Even the blood in your body was divided by me, and I gave you almost half of my bloodline.

In other words, the purity of my original bloodline was twice as pure as it is now, almost exactly the same as that of my ancestor. Only I can get the approval of the scepter after dividing half of the bloodline.

They only respect you because you're my doppelganger.

All of this is in my arrangement, do you think you can come up with such a brilliant plan?"

With that, Thrall looked at his doppelganger, as if waiting for his answer. And his doppelganger just kept silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Thrall didn't answer him, and didn't care about him, but continued: "Originally, I wanted to use the word perfect plan here, but you, let me replace perfection with wonderful. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Lin, who had not spoken all along:

"How the hell did you find out who I am?"