The bloodshot melted into the star seal, and the Yin-Yang Bridge appeared for the second time, but Shisanlang at that time had no time to deal with these things, because he was busy feeling a change that he had never felt before: change!

It can really change.

There is no need for legal decision, no need to consume mana, and it is clearly written in my heart, that is, it can change. Thirteen Lang can't even take the initiative to connect with the star seal, and there is no way to talk about the ditch machine, the wonderful thing is that although the machine "left", the ability to change remained.

What has become a person, and he has become Xiao Shisanlang.

No, it's not becoming, it's conjuring, conjuring up another Thirteen.

In the pit, Thirteen Lang and Thirteen Lang looked at each other, stretched out their hands to each other, deliberately stretched out their hands at different angles and speeds, and crossed and shook each other.

"You"

Jusan Lang looked at Jusan Lang in shock, feeling everything he could feel, and soon realized that although he looked exactly like himself, his essence was still different.

The physical body is completely the same, the difference is in the mana, and the thirteen lang who is separated is a pure demon cultivator, and the mana cannot be turned into spiritual power and demon power.

"Not a doppelganger. ”

Jusan Lang came to a conclusion, smiling bitterly and laughing at himself. He hadn't practiced the art of doppelganger at all, of course it couldn't be a doppelganger, and Thirteen Lang tried to mobilize his mana, but found that he hadn't lost anything, and vice versa, the doppelganger he had conjured up was the same, and his mana cultivation was on par with the deity.

"It's okay to be a component, and there's a baby!"

A thought suddenly arose in his heart, and Thirteen Lang hurriedly asked the clone to poke out of the space for self-examination, but he was disappointed. If such a change could make a copy of his treasure, no, only half of it, or a tenth of it. Undoubtedly, with a windfall.

"Too greedy. ”

Thinking like this, the two thirteen langs touched their chests unconsciously. It was immediately discovered that the clone did not have that mark, and it should be of the same type that could not be copied. It's right to think about it. Thirteen Lang had already seen and realized how powerful that star seal was, if even it could be copied, it might really be comparable to the Heavenly Dao.

"One life, it's one life, and it's just one life. ”

There is a preliminary conclusion that Thirteen Lang's body shook slightly, and the two Thirteen Lang overlapped and became one. Not surprisingly, Thirteen Lang's cultivation has not increased at all, if it is a doppelganger of the monk's own cultivation. It clearly won't turn out that way.

This proves the words of the ancestor of the Lin family, the so-called opportunity is life, just life.

He is himself, and the separated self is still himself, without too much research, Thirteen Lang quickly figured out what the difference between this body and the doppelganger is, which can be said to have their own advantages and disadvantages.

First and foremost, he doesn't have as many concerns as clones, and he never has to worry about his independence; He is the shadow of the Thirteen Lang, and now he has become a divisible existence, but it is impossible to completely detach from the ontology. The second is the difference in induction, which Jusan Lang intuitively thinks no matter how far apart they are. I can see and feel everything that the doppelganger can see and feel.

As for cultivation, there is no way to study it for the time being, and Thirteen Lang knows that "he" can cultivate. But I don't know if that kind of cultivation has any effect on the Buddha-figures, and if so, in what form.

"What if it's synchronous?" thought about Thirteen Lang and couldn't help but smile. Secretly scolding yourself for being greedy, while praying that your dreams will come true.

"Double! Let's think about something else. ”

After a long fight, the first thing that came to mind was not how to cherish this life, but how to make the most of it in battle. Don't look at the fact that there is only one kind of mana, and you can't take any treasures with you, it's still worth an ordinary martial artist. In other aspects, although it is inconvenient to study at the moment, Thirteen Lang can still roughly feel that the person who is separated only recognizes one state, that is, the moment of the doppelganger.

For example, the state of the thirteen lang who is injured now is not the best, and the realm of the thirteen lang that he has conjured can follow the deity, but the state has been determined. In other words, the doppelganger is also injured now, and his mana is not complete, and it takes time and elixir to recover.

If he had known this in advance, the stingy Russanro would probably not have conjured him up, so as not to waste one more material. However, the changes have changed, and it is impossible to kill him and turn him into a new one, and now he can only let the clone reunite with his own body, trying to recuperate like a magic weapon, which is also a kind of healing.

"Life, life, life!"

Although it was a defective product and could not be replicated indefinitely, Jusan Lang was still very happy, and he had realized by this time that the greatest function of this body was that it was sacrificial!

It certainly doesn't feel good to watch yourself die, but when you really encounter an irresolvable danger, shutting your tail to survive is the only way out. This alone is still not enough to make Thirteen Lang feel so emotional, what he values most is that the "clone" does not have a similar feeling of life and death contract with himself.

This means that if the doppelganger dies, it will not affect himself, nor will it affect other family members. Of course, if the doppelganger is dead, it is really dead, and it is impossible to conjure up an infinite use. As for why the lead machine was able to conjure up a clone, is it possible to figure out and repeat this process Don't think about it, the star seal is asleep again, and Thirteen Lang can't wake it up at all, so there's nothing to talk about.

"The lead was created by the ancestor of the Lin family, and its roots are inseparable from the ancestor of Nirvana, but they are not perfect enough. Only when it is embedded in the star seal can it really work, does that mean that this mark is, is, is"

Thirteen Lang was a little afraid to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, this time the blood tripod fusion started because of the lead, and Thirteen Lang may now be regarded as the owner of the lead, and he quickly felt the crisis encountered by the Gun King and others, and was shocked and furious.

"Ao Chong, you little bastard, dare to take revenge!"

Sacrifices are required to open the door, and sacrifices are needed to make up for the lack of sacrifices, and this is not the first time that Shisanlang has seen this kind of situation, so he can't understand what happened.

But he didn't expect that Blood Ding would not even let go of his own team members, and wanted to devour them together.

No one in Canglang Star can help the blood ding, and Thirteen Lang will not think about that aspect, at that time, what he can rely on is the inspiration brought by the previous scene: the reason why the Dao Gate is opened may not be inseparable from his own star.

Looking up at the blood tripod that kept trembling to express anger, Jusan Lang tried his best to calm his voice. said firmly: "The key to your recovery is in my hands, and I have the ability to snatch it now." Otherwise, you have to follow this rule: don't touch my people, absolutely not. ”

Buzz. Like thousands of giant bells trembling at the same time. Ding's body shook, and the blood was speechless but angry, so angry that he couldn't express it.

Thirteen Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he still said in a calm voice: "This bureau is not under you, they are not your prisoners, you are just a tool, a magic weapon, a scoop that is pinched in someone else's hand." ”

The buzz turned into a loud noise, and several runes flew out from Ding's body, flying in front of Thirteen Lang with a solemn meaning. It's like a piece of sky.

It's like a piece of heaven. At such a distance, Shisanlang could clearly feel the terrifying liliang contained in those runes, and he could erase him with his hands.

Thirteen Lang looked at Xueding and said, "I'm telling the truth, but that's you before. ”

Blood Ding paused slightly.

Thirteen Lang took a deep breath and said, "There is a man named Nezu, he made a trap in order to restore you to whole, and regain control of your own hands, you have experienced destruction. Now that you have an independent fate, do you want to grasp it?"

Splashing dirty water on Nezu's body as much as he wanted, Thirteen Lang said bewildermently: "I have a basis for saying this, this time it is fused." Completely unrelated to your former owner. I am the one who sent you into the Blood Ding, I am the one who created all this, and I can even tell you who you are. And your name. ”

"You should know this, you know that the key is on me. Otherwise, I won't be left alone. ”

The blood tripod shook gently, like an ignorant child, or like a person with a bad brain who encountered an incomprehensible puzzle. Hesitation, hesitation, and pain at the same time.

"Look at him, you open your eyes and look at him. ”

Thirteen Lang was guided by the other party as a human, raised his finger and pointed to the six sons who were struggling desperately, and said in a consoling tone: "You should know him, he is your fellow disciple, and he is one of the same people who set up the bureau, do you remember?"

The blood tripod shook even more, but no sound came out.

Shisanlang took a deep breath and said, "Your master has designed everyone, including him and you, and he has made sacrifices to those who join, and if there is a shortfall, he will make up for it with those who are involved." This senior brother of yours, known as the Six Realms, was deceived by your master into offering a sacrifice that could ascend to the Upper Realm, but he was teleported here. ”

"Maybe you don't remember, your name is Ao Chong, alias Tongtian. You, like this senior brother of yours, are all "

Half guessing and half ignoring, Thirteen Lang roughly described the previous things, including how Bazi Ao Chong entered the Blood Ding. In fact, he didn't care about the facts at all, because he noticed that the sixth son couldn't speak, he couldn't defend himself, and he was not afraid to argue.

This was a stroke of luck, but then again, if the blood dings were manipulated by Nirzu, it didn't make sense for Shisanlang to say or do anything, he could only think of the other party as the eighth son, or at least part of it.

If not, it is better to fail at most than to do nothing.

"It was the blood tripod I sent you into, you said it was your life, in my opinion, maybe you were a part of it, or maybe it was a part of you, in short, you should not be just a magic weapon, but an independent person with a soul. ”

While describing and straightening out his thoughts, Shisanlang said: "This matter may also be related to your master, of course, I am referring to your current master: Shanjun!"

A roar exploded out of thin air, and the blood tripod shook violently, as if it had been poked in some sore spot.

Thirteen Lang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said gently, "Don't talk about this." Now I want to tell you: I don't have control over you, no, I don't have any idea of restricting you, just let go of the people I appointed, and I will find a few others in the future to find a way to restore you, and from now on you will be free and free from any constraints. ”

"Don't worry about fusion. I have a lot of time, so I can accompany you slowly through this place and take all the ghost slaves in. Also, it allows me to gain more experience, and when I do it again in the future, it will be easier and easier each time. ”

There are many nonsense, he can't even communicate with Xingyin, and it's easier to talk about what to talk about every time.

Who is talking about the ghost story, with the scene just now as a foreshadowing, the ghost story can also confuse the gods.

Thirteen Lang said: "I don't want you to let go of everything, just leave him, him, him, him, and her to me, as for those guys, you can take them away." It's okay to get back together like this, talk about life and ideals, and don't be lonely with each other. ”

With that, Thirteen Lang stepped forward and reached out to remove the few talismans that could wipe him to ashes. It's like pushing open a hidden door.

"Trust me, I'll help you. ”

(To be continued......)

PS: THERE IS A SMALL BUG IN THE CLERICAL ERROR, MODIFY IT AND RE-TRANSMIT IT.