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"Is this a doppelganger?" even Arthur was a little surprised.

"Nope. Wang Ye replied in a deep voice: "Each one is an ontology." ”

"How is that possible?"

"Do you believe in the theory of parallel worlds?" Wang Ye turned his head and smiled: "Every choice will produce a different branch, and the world will be diverted under the different choices of any person, and each diversion will turn into a completely different world. But some small choices will not cause the big world line to split, and in a few minutes it may be the same way, and I call these few divergent worlds microparallel. ”

"Micro-parallel. Arthur muttered softly.

"Shenyue's form selection, every time there will be a micro-parallel, there will be as many kinds of micro-parallelism as there are options, and these micro-parallels will eventually lead to the same end, so what if the me generated by these choices emerges in the same world at the same time?" Wang Ye smiled: "Every me is real, and every me is false, and this is 'virtual and real'." ”

"Quirky theories. Arthur shook his head, she could even comprehend Li Bai's weird Qinglian Sword Song, but she still had difficulty accepting Wang Ye's micro-parallel theory. As the legendary king of Britain, he believed in legends more than science.

"It's really hard to understand. Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "But ...... If you've been in a desperate situation, you've been through countless re-choices, and you'll understand that sometimes imaginary images are so real. ”

Mo Wen was already in the Qinglian Sword Formation at this time, and even if he had no sword in his hand, it did not reduce his battle intent as a demon king in the slightest.

At this moment, he finally stopped making any reservations.

"Roar!" he roared, and the last shred of humanity in his body was extinguished in anger.

"Here, the Demon King has come. Wang Ye squinted.

His body completely turned into the appearance of the demon king Lucifer, a terrifying coercion burst out from his body, forming a fierce black cyclone spreading around, his body began to change violently, his height became a full 3 meters tall, the skin and muscles of his body all turned into a crimson color, and the demon wings behind him became extremely huge, with the first demon horns, and his eyes were on fire, which was incredible.

Demon King Lucifer, Strength Index 450, Agility Index 220, Intelligence Index 19, Attack Power Index 448-452, Defense Index 20, Life Force Index 2362, Mind Index 240. Increases damage to all skills by 50%, and the mind is crazy.

Nearly ten times the attribute of Wang Ye, the crushing of the level means that as long as he has a punch to hit Wang Ye, he can directly crush Wang Ye to death.

Even the blackened Arthur had cold sweat on his forehead at this time, and raised his sword to face the monster in front of him with a serious expression.

"Don't worry. Wang Ye waved his hand to Arthur: "The sword array that belongs to me is not only us." ”

As he spoke, he pointed at the palm of his hand, and a blank book was scattered in the air with a "bang", and countless white pages were scattered, like a goose feather snow flying all over the sky.

Immediately after, I saw that those white pages suddenly lit up, and under the dazzling light, one by one vampires actually jumped out of the white paper, compared to other vampires, their eyes were more like battle-hardened warriors, and their movements were uniform, and their momentum was like a rainbow. There are thousands of them.

"Copy!"

The nine kings pressed their hands on the ground at the same time, and countless pieces of steel were instantly pierced from the ground, forming mountains of iron and piling up.

"Alchemy!"

The nine kings cut through the skin with their fingers at the same time, drawing a steel formation formation in the palm of their hand.

"Smack!" Nine people cast spells at the same time, gray electric light illuminated the sky, and in an instant, ancient weapons grew out of the iron mountain and fell into the hands of every vampire. In the blink of an eye, these vampires have turned into a stubborn army.

"Drink!" the legion neatly rushed its weapons towards Mo Wen, and in an instant, thousands of troops surrounded him.

"This is called, a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other!" Wang Ye smiled and said to Arthur: "Artoria, I remembered some past events in a white world, and that past made us understand that for the two of us, what we are better at than fighting alone is waving our troops!"

"So......" Wang Ye lowered his voice and said, "It's time for him to understand what the strongest form of the 'Blue Lotus Sword Formation' is!"

"The generals listen to the order!" A military order resounded through the city: "Qinglian Sword Formation Thousand Army Style, kill!"

"Kill!" Thousands of blood clan legions surrounded each other into eight camps, each camp forming eight matrices, and revolved around Mo Wen at the same time under a shout.

"A swarm of ants!" Mo Wen couldn't contain the mania in his heart: "Give Lao Tzu to death!"

Suddenly, he flew into the "dry formation" with a frontal assault and punched a vampire's head.

"Drink hundreds of cups of elixir, drunk and dance the long sword to the void!" Wang Ye sang.

At the same time as Mo Wen exploded the vampire, dozens of swords, guns, swords, and halberds nearby formed a dense web and stabbed him.

"Rub and rub", Mo Wen instantly had many small wounds on his body, but with the attack power of these vampires, those wounds only hurt a little.

"Get out of here!" Mo asked the tiger's body to shook, and more than a dozen vampires nearby were directly shocked to death, but then more than a dozen people came up to fill the position, unmoved by the death of their companions.

"The meteor white feather is inserted in the waist, and the sword flower autumn lotus light is out of the box!" Wang Ye continued.

The blood clan of a phalanx suddenly put the weapon neatly on one side, and the moonlight formed a flat reflective surface on the surface of the weapon, and turned into a strong light that shone directly into Mo Wen's eyes.

"Ahh

"The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a little light is cold in 19 states!" Wang Ye shouted again.

The three matrix bloodlines pounced at the same time, and the weapons stabbed from nineteen directions.

Mo Wen's arms danced wildly, and dozens of weapons were clamped at the same time. "Bang!", he directly broke those weapons together, and threw them back towards the blood matrix.

But at this moment, a pitch-black sword light fell from the top of his head, and a "poof" sound directly cut off the corner of his forehead. The swordsman was none other than Arthur, the core of the Thousand Armies Sword Formation.

"King Arthur!" Mo Wen threw a punch at Arthur in a rage.

However, Wang Ye, who was holding the soul scepter, had just the right finger of the void, which temporarily turned Arthur into nothingness, and a punch missed, and Arthur had already taken advantage of the situation and flew into the safety of the sword array.

"Ping Ming flicked his sword to the sky, and the twilight whipped drunk. Wang Ye continued to drink.

Mo Wen felt that the soil under his feet suddenly loosened, and before he could jump, more than a dozen blood clans armed with spears and swords actually came out of the soil under his feet, and their weapons stabbed straight upward.

Mo Wen was about to step on his feet, and countless iron whips suddenly flew out from the four phalanxes next to him, "swishing" to bind his legs. Although it couldn't stop his power, it made him pause for a moment. And in an instant, the weapon pierced from under the dirt had pierced his legs and crotch, marking blood marks one after another.