The road of refinement is full of twists and turns, and there are new tricks in entering the inside of the pyramid, Wang Lung is very careful, or he still gets into the trap of Qiu Tong, if it is not for Han Yan's reminder, I am afraid that if the black incense is burned for a third, Qiu Tong will wake him up.

The most beneficial period of time for himself is the first third of Heixiang, fighting with Qiu Tong, the opponent's doppelganger strength is limited to the late stage of foundation building, and only fights with a series of self-cultivation, Wang Lung believes that with his physical strength, during this period of time, he can attack with all his strength without defense.

It's good now, when Han Yan woke himself up, half of the third had already been burned, Wang Lung felt bitter in his heart, and his impression of Qiu Tong suddenly decreased a lot.

As the saying goes, soldiers don't get tired of cheating, and if they accidentally lose all the games, Wang Lung is inexperienced, and he falls into the trap of Qiu Tong without knowing it, the main reason is still in himself, if he is always vigilant, even if Qiu Tong wears out the skin of his mouth, he will not want to tempt Wang Lung at all.

Now that part of the black incense has been burned, Wang Lung's time is even more urgent, and regardless of whether Qiu Tong is ready or not, Wang Lung's face sank and said, "Okay, let's start." ”

Qiu Tong smiled and said, "Why? I want to be sent to death so quickly, if you continue to think about it, you may be able to exhaust this pillar of incense." ”

Wang Lung snorted coldly and said, "Less nonsense, rhetoric is useless to me, don't waste time, start quickly." ”

His eyes burst into cold light, and he said lightly: "Okay, good, good, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound in Wang Lung's ears, as if the whole room was everywhere, but he didn't know where the source was, and just as he wanted to turn his head, he saw Qiu's hands flying like butterflies through flowers, and the faint fluorescence spread along his body to the surroundings.

The fluorescence seemed to be slow, waiting to leave the pupil's body. Immediately, he quickly walked around the wall of the room, and when he reached the entrance when Wang Lung came, he turned and sank into the ground, only to see a ray of light coming straight towards Wang Lung's place.

Wang Lung was shocked, not knowing what Qiu Tong wanted, and quickly dodged a few steps. As soon as he stood still, he saw the light pass through the place where he had just landed, and stopped immediately after another walk, and in an instant, a dazzling pillar of light appeared out of thin air and went straight to the roof.

Wang Lung was puzzled, his eyes were fixed on the pillar of light, and because it was too dazzling, he couldn't cover his eyes with one hand.

Wait for the pillar of light to dissipate. Wang Lung fixed his eyes, a cool air rushed from the tailbone to his head, and he stumbled under his feet and sat on his back on the ground.

A huge head appeared in front of Wang Lung's eyes, its size had occupied half of the room, and it was impossible to see where the body was, and how big it was. The head was not a human race, but a dragon head.

Such a behemoth. How can you deal with it yourself, even if you hit it with all your strength, hitting the other party is no different from scratching, Wang Lung smiled bitterly, the dragon head is so big, and you can imagine how long its body is. This room seems to be not small, and I am afraid that it will not be able to fit it.

No wonder what Qiu Tong said at the beginning, this room is limited, no matter how flexible his body is, how to escape from the other party's palm between dodging and moving.

Wang Lung felt like a monkey in the palm of the Buddha's hand. No matter how big your ability is, you can't turn it into the palm of the Buddha's hand.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the pupil clone, Wang Lung's heart was already half cold, this guy looked one size smaller than the ankylosaurus, but the size was there, even if the strength was suppressed, a tail would be pulled down, and he was afraid that he would lose a layer of skin if he didn't die, not to mention that with the passage of time, his cultivation gradually improved, and it didn't take much, and the Great Perfection Realm during the foundation building period was enough for himself.

Wang Lung felt bitter in his heart, thinking that Ao Qing did not hesitate to let Qiu Tong reveal his body in order to vent his anger in his heart, as for it, with the strength of Qiu Tong's integration period, if he wanted to kill himself, it was just a blink of an eye, and he could kill himself with a sneeze, so why bother so much.

Just when Wang Lung was frightened, Ao Qing, who was hiding behind the scenes, saw Wang Long's embarrassment, and laughed, even if she didn't expect Qiu Tong to do this, Wang Lung couldn't see it clearly, but she knew that Qiu Tong's clone was not so big at all, it was just a phantom at this time, and the purpose was to bluff and scare Wang Lung.

As Ao Qing saw, Qiu Tong saw that Wang Lung was so frightened by his clone phantom that he sat on the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of disdain, such a pus-filled guy, what is there worth worrying about, if he knew this, it would be better to destroy it single-handedly.

Wang Lung's heart was pounding, his breathing was short, and he wanted to make a move, but he was really scared in his heart, his arm trembled, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

It's not that Wang Long is timid, he was beaten by the ankylosaurus at the last moment of the Green Plains Star and almost went to the king of Hades to drink tea, when he saw the dragon close to his face, he subconsciously retreated, and there was a feeling that he had been bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, if he hadn't had that encounter, he might have been able to find out the inappropriateness of the phantom of the pupil's doppelganger.

Wang Lung doesn't know the way, it doesn't mean that Han Yan doesn't know the way, it's similar to Wang Lung, the first time I saw the pupil clone, I was really startled, but it was a spiritual flame after all, and I instantly felt that the doppelganger was a little strange, and it turned out to be a phantom under closer inspection, and I couldn't help cursing in my heart, and when it finished scolding, I saw that Wang Lung hadn't come back to my senses yet, so I hurriedly reminded him.

After Han Yan said, his heart was a little fixed, Wang Lung looked fixedly, as the other party said, the dragon head was just a phantom, and the golden wall on the opposite side could be seen through the dragon head.

After he understood, Wang Lung felt that his face was a little hot, and he was scared half to death by a phantom, and he was afraid that he would have no face to be a man.

Immediately, Wang Lung understood again, Qiu Tong didn't have any good intentions from the beginning, and clearly said that the clone would fight, but he didn't release the clone to let himself understand, and what kind of incense was nothing more than paving the way for the clone, so that he could make a fool of himself.

Feeling depressed in his heart, Wang Lung looked at the dragon head as if he saw an enemy who killed his father, and his expression fell into the eyes of Qiu Tong and Ao Qing, and they were both stunned, thinking to themselves, Wang Lung was afraid that he would be provoked.

Seeing that the phantom of the doppelganger had achieved its effect, Qiu Tong ignored Wang Long's devouring gaze, and whispered twice in his mouth, and the phantom slowly contracted, and finally condensed into a green pupil Jiao that was more than three feet long.

Raising his eyes to look at Wang Long, Qiu Tong said slowly: "The old man's body is the green pupil Jiao, this doppelganger took three days to refine, and it contains the old man's split soul, but it is just beginning to take shape, and there are still flaws, but it should be enough to fight with you." ”

Wang Lung glared at Qiu Tong viciously and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up." ”

Qiu Tong snorted coldly and said, "Okay, just as you wish." ”

After saying that, Hitomi took two steps back. As soon as the body entered the passage, he sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands were pinched and he never said anything more.

Wang Lung's gaze turned and fell on the clone of the pupils, only to see when the pupils closed their eyes. The doppelganger immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were full of coldness, he raised his head, and a resounding dragon groan came from his mouth, which shook the whole room and made Wang Lung's newly standing figure almost fall to the ground again.

The green pupil Jiao can't see the relationship with the dragon clan from its name, but the appearance is eight points like the dragon clan, and the head is not looked at carefully, thinking that it is the dragon's head. In fact, it has a slightly smaller head, a single horn, and the upper jaw is curved to form an inverted triangle, the nose is beardless, the lower jaw is one inch shorter than the upper jaw, and the four legs are short, with only three fingers. The body is covered with fine scales and armor, and the tail resembles a snake.

See the blue pupil dragon roaring tiger. Wang Lung also shouted, his left foot exerted force, and his body rushed towards the other party like an arrow off the string.

Wang Lung did not draw his sword to meet the enemy, he was reprimanded by the pupil, and the other party repeatedly ridiculed him, losing face. If you use your sword against the enemy again, you will not be happy even if you win.

I thought to myself, don't you look down on me? I'll fight you with my bare hands, and you fight against my defenseless people with the strength of a quasi-cultivator, if you lose in my hands. I want to see what kind of face you have to mock me, and the end of laughing at Lao Tzu is death.

The room was spacious, but at Wang Long's speed, this space could not fully exert its extreme speed, running from Wang Long to close quarters, but in the blink of an eye, an old fist directly hit Qing Pupil Jiao's nose.

After all, Qingtong Jiao is the doppelganger of Qiu Pupil, and a trace of soul is pinned on Qingtong Jiao, he has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, and he has experienced countless battles, in terms of experience alone, he is not on the same level as Wang Long.

Seeing Wang Lung rushing towards him, Qiu Tong snorted coldly, did not dodge, and whispered in his mouth, a black light curtain wrapped the entire body, which was a spiritual shield formed by the law of water, and for Wang Lung, this defense was enough.

Qiu Tong doesn't know much about Wang Lung, just a rough idea, who doesn't know that Wang Lung has been refining so far, and his strength has risen greatly, in normal times, a spiritual shield can completely block Wang Lung's attack, but not now, although Wang Lung's punch is running towards the nose of the green pupil, but it is firmly on the water shield.

Wang Lung's blow seems to be unremarkable, but it contains endless anger, he was teased by the pupil three times and twice, even if the clay man still has three points of earthiness, and now he has lost face, what else is there to guard against.

The sound of clicking kept coming into his ears, and Qing Tong Jiao was shocked, he didn't expect Wang Long's strength to be so great, he actually smashed the shield of water with one punch, and it was too late to sacrifice defense at this time, Wang Long's fist did not stop, and it was already close to the end of his nose.

The green pupil Jiao's eyes showed a cold light, sneered, and wanted to turn his head sideways to avoid it, but at the same time, the tail was not idle, and when he turned to the left side, the tail came from behind and pulled towards Wang Long's waist.

When it comes to the experience of facing the enemy, Wang Lung is indeed inferior to Qiu Tong, but don't forget that before Wang Lung met a brother and two, he was already equipped with secular martial arts skills, although the power of martial arts is not as good as the skills of cultivators, but various routines are flexible and changeable, kicking, hitting, falling, hitting, splitting, and stabbing are commonplace for Wang Lung.

At the time of the punch, Wang Lung knew that Dao Qing Tong Jiao would not let himself punch in a daze, and he was bound to dodge, and he couldn't reach it with his experience in facing the enemy, but with martial arts to deal with it, Qiu Tong was an idiot in front of him.

Seeing the green pupil Jiao sneering, leaning to the left, Wang Lung's gaze remained unchanged, and his right hand still went straight to the bridge of the opponent's nose, when the green pupil Jiao was dodging, Wang Lung had seen the other party's tail pumping towards him, and he snorted coldly in his heart, his right fist immediately turned into a palm, facing the opponent's tail, and at the same time his left leg kicked the opponent's jaw hard.

One person and one Jiao fight at such a close distance, how fast it is, but this is just for ordinary people, in the eyes of Wang Lung and Qiu Tong, even if it is not as slow as a turtle, it is actually not much faster, the key is adaptability.

Qingtong Jiao saw Wang Long's change of moves, and was stunned in his heart, and then his tail was castrated slightly, and he no longer whipped Wang Long's waist, but a little ground, and his body leaned back with strength.

Such an attack can be said to have been completed between the lightning and flint, and neither one person nor one Jiao has taken advantage of the other party, if you calculate it carefully, in fact, Wang Lung has a slight upper hand.

The self-cultivation system fights with the enemy, which is nothing more than relying on physical strength, breaking through the enemy's defenses with brute force, and crippling the enemy's body or directly killing him.

Wang Lung didn't have a quasi-cultivator to cultivate, he couldn't attack from a distance of spells at all, he could only fight with people in close quarters, within a stick of incense, he could fight face-to-face with the other party with the promise of the pupil, and he seemed to have a slight upper hand just now, but he knew in his heart that it was because the pupil underestimated the enemy.

As Wang Lung had guessed, the blue pupil Jiao took two more steps, the cold light of his eyes shot out, and the black light all over his body was even better, and it was another water shield that wrapped his entire body, and the shield formed this time was obviously different from the last time, and Wang Lung felt that it was at least twice as strong.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to break the opponent's shield with only my hands, how can I defeat the other party if the shield is not broken, I want to take out the war knife, but Wang Lung is ruthless to give up, in order to make the face of the pupil lose face, the war knife is still lying in the storage spirit weapon, even if the bones are broken, he does not believe that the strength of the self-cultivator in the later stage of the foundation can last how long the shield can last.

These thoughts were only for a moment, when the green pupil Jiao retreated, Wang Lung did not stop attacking, his left leg kicked out, it was impossible to retract it, his right foot kicked the trend, his body flipped in the air, and both feet kicked towards the green pupil Jiao at the same time.

Seeing the urgency of Wang Long's pressing, the green pupil Jiao's body shook, and rushed towards Wang Long, while rushing forward, his feet were covered with milky white halos, and the sound of the dragon's groan sounded in his mouth again.

Wang Lung was shocked in his heart, he didn't want to fight with Qingtong Jiao, he only had one life, Qingtong Jiao was just a doppelganger of Qiu Tongjiao, the other party was okay if he died, he was different.

Seeing that Qingtongjiao had already met his legs, Wang Lung shouted, and as soon as his legs were castrated, he wanted to use his scissor legs to clamp Qingtongjiao's body. (To be continued......)