Chapter 1239: Slaughter 6
Zhang Yan said this, his eyes could be said to be full of entanglement.
If you move forward, you may die, but you may also succeed.
But if you retreat, you are definitely dead or alive, and if you wait in place, then your future is also very confused.
After understanding this, it can be said that a trace of despair rose in his arrogant eyes, but after despair, he was full of hope.
"If I'm not mistaken, I'm in the fog, and I'm only three kilometers away from the woman, and I've already walked a thousand meters, and there's still two kilometers left."
"As long as I get through the last two kilometers, I'll be able to find my life."
Zhang Mad said this, no longer daring to fly forward quickly, but slowly walked towards the front step by step.
Looking at everything in the formation, Xiao Yueyi sneered and said: "Oh, I didn't expect that this time, since there are still more than eighty people left, it seems that there are still some existences that can fight beyond the level, but it's a pity, at the time of the third illusion, I don't know how many of you will be alive?" ”
After Xiao Yueyi finished speaking, she continued to look at everything in the formation, and at the same time paid attention to the begonia flowers around her from time to time.
Five hundred meters!
Six hundred meters!
……
Nine hundred and ninety-eight meters!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine meters!
Thousand......
When Zhang Mad had just walked a thousand meters, a fog suddenly rose in front of him, and then the fog slowly changed into an insolent appearance.
Looking at the doppelganger carved out like a millstone in front of him, a trace of solemnity rose on his arrogant face and said: "This time, I walked a full thousand meters before I came out, but I don't know how many things I copied this time, and his strength...... Hey, how is it possible, Divine Venerable Seventh Order. ”
Looking at this doppelganger who was two orders taller than himself, his arrogant face was not only shocked, but also with a trace of fear.
The clone, which is already very difficult and has no weaknesses, has already made Zhang Crazy suffer enough.
And now, the strength is still directly surpassing himself, how can he fight, do you really have to die here.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but retreat backwards in his heart.
Seeing Zhang Mad retreating, the conjured clone also followed and walked towards Zhang Mad after him.
Looking at the fear on Zhang Qiang's face, a smile rose on the doppelganger's face and said: "Don't you feel desperate, give up, you can't beat me, I advise you not to struggle, this will only make you more painful." ”
Hearing the words of the doppelganger, Zhang Madness said unwillingly: "No, how could I die here, I am a strong man at the level of a dignified god, I still have thousands of years to live, how can I die, you are just a clone, a guy conjured up by a formation, why do you say this." ”
Looking at Zhang Qiang's appearance that had lost his mind a little, the clone shook his head and said: "Divine Venerable, are you really powerful, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well, there are many more people in the world who are stronger than you, do you think that with your strength, you are really powerful?" It's ridiculous, it's better for someone like you to die. ”
After the doppelganger finished speaking, he didn't say much, and his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Zhang Mad.
Looking at the menacing clone, Zhang Mad didn't dare to fight hard, and hid directly to his side, and just when Zhang Mad turned over to dodge, a trace of conspiracy instantly crossed his eyes.