However, as the patriarch of the virtual ghost, even if it is just a clone, it is different from the ordinary ghost clan, and with a loud roar, a black gas erupted from his body, barely blocking the golden light for a moment, and his body flickered, and he flew out with a gloomy figure, out of the shroud of the golden light.

Burst!

The ethereal spirit clone appeared more than ten zhang away, his face as pale as paper, but when he looked closely, he found that the golden pillar of light was gone.

"Not good!"

Before it could react, several golden lightning rays shot out from all directions, and in a flash, they pierced through the chest and lower abdomen of the Void Spirit Clone.

The body of the ethereal spirit clone twisted for a while, and the mana that had just barely gathered in his body was once again dispersed by the golden lightning.

As soon as the figure broke, Liu Ming appeared in front of the ethereal spirit clone, five fingers and one finger, and several golden lightning rays emanated from his hand, forming a thunder and lightning cage that shrouded the ethereal spirit clone inside.

"This ...... What kind of thunder and lightning power is this!Who the hell are you?" The ethereal clone was terrified, and its body rushed left and right in the thunder and lightning cage, and was bounced back by a series of golden arcs.

Liu Ming's face was silent, ignoring the ethereal spirit's question, pinching the trick with one hand, and an ancient golden rune appeared on his chest, which was the Heavenly Thunder Talisman he had sealed for a long time.

After experiencing the reshaping of the body of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the power of thunder and lightning inspired by the Heavenly Thunder Technique completely turned into a dazzling gold, and the power increased greatly, faintly containing a bit of the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Immediately after, an arm-thick golden bolt of lightning shot out from his palm, bombarding the void clone.

A terrible scream came from the thunder and lightning cage, and in the golden lightning, the ethereal clone suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and completely disappeared.

In the secret room deep underground in the center of the Ink Crystal Forest, the Void Spirit was sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting words in his mouth, and one spell after another catapulted out of his hand, submerging into the gray-white humanoid puppet not far in front of him.

The gray-white puppet's eyes became brighter and brighter, and earthworm-like runes gradually appeared on its body, and he could faintly feel that a huge aura was about to awaken.

At this moment, the ethereal spirit's body shook and suddenly raised his head.

"I was actually killed by a doppelganger so quickly, or was I killed by the weakest True Dan Early Stage Phantom Clan, etc., Golden Thunder and Lightning? This son's spell is a little weird...... Hmph, I'll settle accounts with you when the time comes!"

The Void Spirit snorted coldly, and was immersed in the sacrificial puppet again.

……

Somewhere in the ink crystal forest, after Liu Ming killed the void spirit clone, he put away the hell and the bone scorpion, and after a slight groan, his body flew away towards the sky.

This ink crystal forest interferes with the divine consciousness very much, just now the ethereal spirit clone lurking on the side of the body did not notice, this ink crystal forest is amazingly large, and if you continue to blindly search, I am afraid that you will find nothing in the end.

And he faintly felt that the Void Spirit had lured them all the way to this Ink Crystal Forest, and its purpose was probably not as simple as getting out of it here, although he was quite confident in his own strength, it was better to join up with Bi Yan and the others first.

Thinking like this, Liu Ming flew into the air, glanced around, and sped away in one direction.

In another place in the Mo Jinglin, a gray and a basket of two rays of light continued to collide fiercely in mid-air, and circles of invisible mana fluctuations were transmitted far away.

The fierce battle here was none other than the young man with the sword on his back, Jian Wu, and another ethereal clone.

Although the young man with the sword on his back was seriously injured before, but I don't know if he used a secret technique, or if he took some superb healing pill, at this moment it seems that he has basically recovered his vitality, and the two purple flying swords in his hand are flying vertically and horizontally, and the sword qi is overflowing, turning into an impermeable purple sword net, and suppressing the void spirit clone.

The ethereal spirit clone was holding a gray black spear, turning into a black dragon to protect the whole body, barely blocking the fierce attack of the young man with the sword on his back, although he was at a disadvantage, but for a while, he would not be defeated.

At this moment, the young man with the sword on his back recited a spell in his mouth, and with a pinch of the sword, the two purple flying swords merged into one like lightning, turning into a huge machete, and with a purple streamer flashing, it slashed down blatantly.

The ethereal clone seemed to know that this move was not good and forcibly took it, and as soon as his body flickered, he wanted to dodge it.

At this moment, suddenly an ancient mirror appeared above his head at some point, and a pillar of white light fell from the sky, enveloping the ethereal clone inside.

The body of the ethereal spirit clone froze, and the purple streamer slashed down, splitting the ethereal clone in two.

The ethereal spirit clone that was cut in half was still not dead, and the two halves of the body turned into a cloud of gray gas with a bang, and fled in the direction of a dense dark crystal stone pillar in the distance.

In a flash of firelight, a large red firebird flashed from the middle of the two gray-white stone pillars in front of it, stopped before the gray gas, opened its mouth and spewed out a red pillar of fire like a meteor crashing into the gray qi.

The gray qi exploded, and the ethereal clone stumbled out, letting out a miserable scream.

As soon as the crimson firebird spread its wings, a large area of flames spread out from its wings, and a radius of tens of zhang suddenly turned into a sea of fire, enveloping the ethereal clone inside.

"Whoosh"!

In the sea of fire, a red circle of fire flew out like lightning, and in a flash, the ethereal clone was trapped inside. At the same time, a white pillar of light shrouded down again in mid-air, and the ethereal clone suddenly couldn't move.

At this moment, two purple flying swords slashed down wildly, and a purple sword light drowned the ethereal spirit clone inside, and the sound of screams came from inside, and it quickly turned into nothingness.

A moment later, a large sea of fire dissipated, and two more figures appeared beside the man with the sword on his back, and they were the old man in the green robe and the man with hanging eyebrows.

"Brother Shi, Brother Li, thank you two for your help, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to kill this void spirit clone. With a wave of his hand, the young man with the sword on his back shot back into his back, and then arched his hand at the old man in the green robe.

"Brother Jian, don't be polite, you and I work together to do things for Lord Youwang, why bother to say thank you. The old man in the green robe put away the ancient mirror and said with a faint smile.

Immediately afterwards, the sea of fire in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the body of the red firebird flashed into a red bead, and a red bracelet flew back at the same time, falling into the hands of the middle-aged man with hanging eyebrows.

The man didn't speak, just nodded at the young man with the sword on his back, and looked around with a vigilant expression.

"Brother Shi Ku, what should I do next?" the young man with the sword on his back looked at the old man in the green robe and asked.

When the man with hanging eyebrows heard this, he also withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at the old man in the green robe.

Among the three, the old man in the green robe has the highest cultivation, and the young man with the sword on his back and the man with hanging eyebrows are faintly headed by the old man in the green robe.

"The situation in this Ink Crystal Forest is a bit strange at the moment, and it seems that it is basically impossible to find out the true body of the Void Spirit with us wandering aimlessly like this. As I say, let's join up with the others. The old man in the green robe said with a deep groan.

The young man with the sword on his back and the man with his eyebrows didn't have any opinions, and then the three of them discussed it again, and then turned into three rays of light and rose to the sky, hovering in mid-air for a while, and speeding away in the direction they came.

……

In a gray-white stone forest thousands of miles away from where the old man in the green robe was, countless green filaments crisscrossed and intertwined, as if hundreds of green spider webs were tangled together, turning this radius of dozens of zhang into a spherical green silk cage.

Wisps of green flames emerged from the green filaments, trapping an ethereal doppelganger in the middle.

This ethereal spirit clone had already cast its spirit body at this moment, turning into a gray mist, rushing left and right in the green silk cage, but the dense green filaments were still wrapped around the gray mist, firmly binding it.

Above the green silk cage, Bi Yan stood in the air, his face was solemn, his eyes were green and his eyes were flowing, and his hands were continuously forming one magic trick, constantly submerging into the small green banner suspended in front of him.

Hula!

The green light on the banner surface burst out, and a green flame flashed out of it, and it plummeted downward, passing through the green silk cage, and falling directly on the ethereal clone.

The sound of Ziz is a great thing!

The ethereal clone let out a terrible scream, and its body became smaller and smaller, and soon turned into ashes.

Seeing this, Bi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of paleness appeared on his face.

The ubiquitous interference power in the Ink Crystal Forest made him spend much more mana than usual to perform this series of secret techniques.

After taking out a pill and taking it, his face looked a little better, and he waved his hand to play a trick, and countless green threads turned into dots of green light, and flew back into the green flags one by one.

Suddenly, Bi Yan frowned and turned his head to look at the sky in the distance.

"Whoosh"!

A black light galloped from a distance and fell, revealing a figure, which was none other than Liu Ming.

"It turned out to be Brother Yin!"

Bi Yan's face relaxed, showed a smile, and nodded at Liu Ming.

"I sensed that there was a fluctuation of the fighting method here, and I rushed over to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Biyan! It seems that the battle is over. Liu Ming looked at the gray mist that was gradually dissipating around him, and nodded.

"It's just a clone, have you found the body of the void spirit?" Bi Yan smiled faintly and asked.

"This Mo Jinglin interferes too much with the divine sense, and there is still nothing to be gained below. Liu Ming shook his head and sighed.

Bi Yan frowned when he heard this.

"Biyan Daoist, that void spirit led us to this Mojing Forest, I'm afraid it's not as simple as escaping, if we continue to act separately, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, and we will fall into the trap of the void spirit. After a little consideration, Liu Ming said to Bi Yanyi.

Bi Yan showed a deep groan when he heard this, and nodded after a while: "Brother Yin is reasonable, it is better to let everyone gather." ”

After speaking, as soon as he raised his hand, a thick red pillar of light rose into the sky, and in a flash, it reached a height of thousands of zhang, and then turned into a large area of eye-catching red light, spreading out towards the surroundings, and it lasted for a long time before slowly dissipating. R1152