The old man can be said to be like a dead ash at this time, there is a strong hatred and a trace of fear on his face, when he was wrapped in the endless stick shadow, he seems to feel that his four sides are full of gods holding divine weapons, the strange feeling of being wrapped by the gods makes him completely lose the ability to resist, and it is precisely because of this that he will become so embarrassed under this attack, and at this time, although the soul flag bell is in his hand, but he does not have enough strength to urge this thing, he can only watch Xuantian point a stick at his throat。

At this time, on the incomparably huge branches of the Wuxu Ancient Tree, there were many places where battles broke out, some were trivial frictions, some were enemies meeting, and some were fighting for some treasures...... And the battle between Xuantian and the Thousand Killing Old Man is quite eye-catching in these fighting events, especially the "Heavenly Strike" move used by Xuantian before, the golden long stick that penetrates directly between heaven and earth, and the thick oppression like the power of heaven, all of which attracted countless eyes in an instant, at this moment, around the place where Xuantian and the Thousand Killing Old Man confronted, there were even more dense circles of onlookers. These people exchanged heads and talked about each other, all of them were quite solemn, and their eyes looking at Xuantian were full of fear.

Hearing Xuantian's words, a nameless fire rose in the heart of the Thousand Kills Old Man, he is the Thousand Kills Old Man, the Thousand Kills Old Man is him, as for the corpse lying on the ground that looks exactly like himself, how does he know what it is!

"The old man has already said that if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname. The old man is a thousand old men, as for this corpse. I don't know where you got it, and I don't know who he is!"

His voice fell. But suddenly there was an extremely terrible scream from his mouth, and his entire right arm was cut off by Xuantian with a long stick from the shoulder joint at this time!

The old man of a thousand killings turned red and spit out a mouthful of old blood, his face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water, he laughed miserably, and laughed angrily, but the laughter was terrible and terrifying!

"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous. I have killed old people all my life to kill people for pleasure and pride in killing people, but I didn't expect to be so humiliated by your junior today, good, good, good!"

There was a sense of madness and resentment in the tone of the old man, he looked at Xuantian, the killing intent in his eyes was even more monstrous, and his heart moved. The right arm that had been cut off by Xuantian before swayed and floated up, suspended between him and Xuantian's body, and laughed miserably,

"The old man extracts the essence blood of others and releases the attack. Today, the old man will use all his essence and blood to unleash this Jedi blow, even if you are strong. But you're all going to die, too!"

As the old man spoke, his gaze swept wide. looked at Lin Luo and the others who appeared behind Xuantian, suddenly. His lips moved, and his right arm, which was suspended in the air, trembled suddenly, shrinking at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye!

The old man's brows furrowed suddenly, his face showed an incredible look, he wanted to take the lead in using the essence blood in the broken arm as a guide to catalyze the release of the essence blood in his body, but the scene that appeared at this time made him stunned on the spot unexpectedly! In the broken arm, there was not a drop of essence blood flowing out, but it was not under his control, and it quickly turned into green smoke, and disappeared into nothingness after a few breaths.

This scene also made Xuantian and Lin Luo look suspicious, and the surrounding onlookers also made suspicious sounds, and in the depths of the crowd, I don't know who shouted loudly,

"I just killed a kid, that kid is like this, after he died, his body turned into green smoke and disappeared, at that time I thought he was some kind of counterattack when he was dying, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, it can be seen that the person really turned into green smoke and disappeared!"

As soon as this person said this, the surroundings immediately boiled, and there were many discussions, and similar words came from all directions.

"Yes, yes, this situation Lao Tzu has encountered before, and that person was also killed by me and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, as if he himself was formed by the convergence of that green smoke......"

"It's not a secret, I've also encountered ...... below"

"Why have you all encountered it, I thought I was the only one who encountered this kind of strange thing!"

......

Lin Luo and the others naturally took the surrounding discussions into their ears, Lin Luo groaned a little, and a bright color flashed in his eyes,

"Could it be...... All the monks who are transformed by this Fallen God Mountain Range will turn into green smoke and disappear as long as they are killed, but the real body will not?"

He thought about it and glanced at Mu Chen, both of them showed the same look in their eyes, and nodded very tacitly, obviously the two of them thought of one place.

Xuantian also heard the words of the people around him, and he was also a person with an active mind, and immediately looked at the old man who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and his eyes appeared a thick sneer, and said,

"Hmph, it turns out that you are the one who is transformed and should not exist!"

The meaning of Xuantian's words was very obvious, he was saying that the corpse in Lin Luo's hand was a real Thousand Kills Old Man, and this person was just a substitute for some reason!

The face of the old man was pale, when he saw the corpse that was exactly the same as himself, he wanted to snatch the corpse and see what dared to turn into his own form, from beginning to end, he never thought that he would be a virtual person! But at this time, his eyes flashed with deep confusion and sluggishness and strong hesitation, after the previous arm withlied, after the discussion of the people around him, he suddenly felt that he was not him......

"Who am I?hahahaha, how is this possible, the old man kills the old man a thousand times, and the people he has killed in his life have an impression, and he remembers the past things clearly, how can I be just a virtual ......"

Before he could speak, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and the place where his ghost core was located was pierced by a long stick at this time, and with the lightning of the long stick being drawn, the body of the old man who killed a thousand people flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hmph, it's really just a fake......

Xuantian said disdainfully, and as soon as his palm was closed, the long stick disappeared in his hand.

And the old man who had been pierced by the long stick in his chest spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and as soon as he landed, he looked at his chest regardless of the pain, where there was a trace of green smoke, but it was empty and empty, and there was no shadow of a ghost core at all......

It was as if a thunderbolt hit the old man with a thousand killings, and he knew that he didn't have a ghost core, which meant that he wasn't a ghost at all, and he was just a thing with an ontological memory that he didn't know how...... (To be continued......)