However, the truth of the matter is often simple.

Mu Changge had a lot of fun, and the clone chased after the group of saints with a spirit sword in his hand, and their formation was disrupted, and their trust in each other completely collapsed.

Wu Mu Zhenjun resisted the attack of the clone with one blow, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand cracked, and when he sighed at the sharpness of the opponent's blade, he may have noticed something, and hurriedly shouted: "Haotian Daoyou, what the hell is going on!?" ”

You ask me, I ask who is going!?

The corners of Haotian Sage's mouth twitched, looking at the separate red dot on the mirror, and the disrupted green dot formation, he took a deep breath, and immediately cast a spell to break through the layers of obstacles!

The golden light flickered, and the Haotian Divine Mirror was stimulated with a new function, and more than a dozen red dots immediately appeared.

The Haotian Saint frowned, and said in a deep voice: "It turned out to be the art of doppelganger......"

A mere doppelganger technique can hide from the prying eyes of the Haotian Divine Mirror? That's amazing!

The Haotian Saint looked at the saints who had become a mess of porridge, and felt a little headache, what kind of pig teammates are these?

Without any further delay, he immediately shouted: "Don't worry, everyone, it's just a clone of Sword Panxia!" As we all know, the doppelganger only has one-tenth of the power of the body, even if it is a famous incarnation supernatural power, it is only half of the strength of the body, so under the premise of having many life-saving means, you don't have to be too afraid at all! ”

"I see......"

Wu Mu Zhenjun narrowed his eyes slightly, no wonder he felt that there was no pressure when he was fighting just now, except for the spirit sword in the opponent's hand was still sharp, the others could not threaten him at all! From this point of view, the spirit sword held by the clone should just be used as a trick! I didn't plan to kill them directly.

"Clone? Then we'll be relieved......"

The saints immediately breathed a sigh of relief, they were almost scared to pee, after all, if they faced the sword man alone, they would definitely be cut into muggles by the opponent's two or three swords, plus the formation had been disrupted, if they touched the other party, it would really be a blood mold!

"Ahem, in fact, Ben Sheng noticed that something was wrong at the beginning, and the first thing he thought about was the clone, but he didn't expect that before he could make a notice, he was recognized by Haotian Daoyou, what a shame!"

For the sake of face, a saint forcibly pretended to be.

The others verbally catered for a while, but in fact they all rolled their eyes secretly, if they heard correctly, the other party shouted the loudest just now, right?

Mu Changge also wanted to laugh a little when he heard it, these people really want to die to save face!

The bigwigs in the group chat are also a little unbearable, is it okay to pretend to be forced forcibly? What about the face?

Lin Xiao: "I'm afraid these people don't have a hole in their brains......"

Liu Yanchang: "May I ask how these guys cultivated to the fifth rank?" I feel like I can do it! ”

Yang Tianyou: "It should be the region, they seem to belong to the kind that is inherently sacred, this world called Shangcang Xuanyuan, isn't there no mortal?" Those fierce beast minions are probably born with second-class strength, let alone saints. (Envy, jealousy, hatred. JPG）

Look at others, and then look at yourself.

It's nothing day by day!

There is no way, there is no other thing in Shangcang Xuanyuan, but there are many strong people, after all, it belongs to the kind of rare world where there are no low-level mortals, the starting point is the second class, the upper limit is as high as the sixth class, the aura is abundant, the beasts are everywhere, and there is not much competitiveness, the life span of the saint starts for 10,000 years, 10,000 years, even if he eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, even if he is a turtle with no achievements, then he can become the old eight kings!

Between people, there is really no comparison!

Mu Changge was also a little envious, so in order not to make the bigwigs in the group chat feel aggrieved, he decided to teach them a good lesson and get angry!

As he walked, he came across a saint.

The other party has three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, wings on his back, and a drum in his hand, looking fierce and vicious.

When he saw Mu Changge for the first time, he was stunned at first, a little jealous, and then as if he thought of something, he smirked, walked over with a big grin, and laughed: "Another doppelganger?" This doesn't fool me! Give me death!! ”

With a drum in hand, he rushed over with a shining sparkle.

Magical powers, heaven and earth double thunder!!

This is...... Specially came to send him to death?

Mu Changge's face was strange, and he also walked over, and unceremoniously a few swords!

The crackling lightning and thunder were a little dazzling.

After that, a charred figure collapsed to the ground, with a puff of black smoke coming out of its mouth.

Mu Changge calmly drew out the spirit sword, and leisurely went to another area, the next one.

The Haotian Sage saw the green dot on the mirror, and was shocked in his heart, and said loudly: "It's not good, a saint has been killed!" Remember to be careful! ”

"What? Isn't it impossible for the clones to kill us? ”

"I must have touched the ...... of the main body"

"That guy is too unlucky, isn't he?"

"It's just that it's so unlucky...... Yes!! ”

Some saints, when they say that people are gone, how scary do you say?

Haotian Sage looked at the disappearing green dot, took a deep breath, and felt the shock and panic that he had never felt before, why did he die again in the blink of an eye as soon as he finished speaking? That's a powerhouse in the realm of saints, not a fierce beast, how can it be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables?

Is the other party really that strong?

Haotian Sage is a little skeptical about life.

Mu Changge stepped on a corpse under his feet, the other party's eyes widened, he didn't blink a glance, he took out the spirit sword, and said calmly and indifferently: "The second one." ”

He turned and moved on to the next place.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the bad news to come again!

"Fellow Daoists, what can I do about this?"

Wu Mu Zhenjun was also a little panicked.

"Don't panic, I'll seek help from the Holy King! We still have the Holy King, and she's the woman standing behind us! It's our most solid backstage! ”

Haotian Sage looked at the green dots on the mirror that were gradually extinguishing, and he also felt that his scalp was numb, in such a foggy realm, they had no power to fight back at all, they could only use the last killer move!

"That's right, we still have the Holy King!!"

"She'll save us!"

"Saint King, help!"

The saints cried out with hope.

"But we can't even deal with people from outside the world, like waste, how can so many strong soldiers under the Holy King come to take care of us?"

Finally there was a sensible person who spoke out what they were worried about.

Yes, why did the Holy King save them!?

The saints smiled bitterly and resigned themselves to their fate.

"No!!"

A saint was beheaded by a spirit sword, and blood flowed.

There is nothing like heaven falling, and the sky is shaking, because they are not qualified enough to move heaven and earth.

"Five."

Mu Changge put away the spirit sword and looked at the bones indifferently, I'm sorry, he is a killer with no feelings!

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Chapter 237: I'm sorry, he's an emotionless killer