Xianyang Martial Sage laughed excitedly, beams of mental power penetrated into the sea of ??consciousness, and detected the halo of mental power that had become fragments.
He is looking for the memory of the "strange boy"!
However, the more Xianyang Martial Saint searched, the more strange he became
¡ª¡ªThe memory of this "strange boy" is only a short day!
And most of the time, they stay in a completely dark enclosed space like dead objects.
"What exactly is going on!?"
Xianyang Wusheng was stunned. He has lived for millions of years, and he has never encountered such a strange thing.
at the same time.
Su Lang was also in a daze.
"Strange, why hasn't the reminder of the clone's death appeared yet?"
"According to the usual practice, shouldn't there be a sentence 'the clone died and has fallen into a 24-hour cooldown'?"
Su Lang sensed his existing avatars very strangely, and then found that there were still four of them!
Just one of them is a little weird.
This avatar happens to be the avatar randomly selected by 'Death Replacement'.
At this time, the avatar was stretching his arms and legs with a face full of surprise, checking his body.
Ordinary avatars have moderate intelligence, but they will never behave so abnormally.
"Could it be that the Martial Saint Xianyang took my clone, but was not recognized as dead by the system!?"
Su Lang was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
The other side.
Xianyang Martial Saint has already checked Gang Duoshe's body.
"Not the body of a martial saint!?"
"The dantian spirit core is only at the Martial Emperor level, but the spiritual power reserve and physical strength are close to those of a high-level Martial God!"
"According to various traces, it should be that he has practiced a lot of exercises! At least hundreds of exercises!"
"And many of these exercises are in conflict with each other, but they are perfectly integrated!"
"This weird boy is really weird!"
Xianyang Martial Saint looked at his body, with a strange expression on his face.
Because he discovered that this body really does not have any cultivation qualifications or special physique!
And he didn't find those secrets from the boy's memory fragments.
In other words, the secret that allowed this weird boy to practice is lost!
Martial Saint Xianyang inherited this body, which is regarded as a rebirth, but he lost the capital to continue to practice!
He has no cultivation method!
"Damn it!"
"The method of seizing the house and rebirth consumes the soul source extremely, and it is difficult to perform it a second time!"
"Even for me, it will take hundreds of thousands of years to make up for the origin of the soul and carry out the second seizure."
"Fortunately, this body is not too weak. As long as you are careful, there should be no problem."
Xianyang Martial Saint's eyes flickered coldly, and he looked at Yaochi Yiran and the others, "These little things are juniors of certain forces, presumably there must be elders waiting outside.
The most urgent task is to fool these guys, making them think that this young man is still alive and has my inheritance.
Only in this way can we avoid fighting, and maybe we can mix in those forces and use their resources to repair the soul!
If you can't fool me, then kill them all directly, and then go out and pretend that you are the younger generation who have obtained the inheritance.
Hey, how many years have passed, and I am going to be a junior again as my grandson"
When Xianyang Wusheng was watching Yaochi Yiran and others, Yaochi Yiran and others were also watching Xianyang Wusheng.
In their eyes, Su Lang has not changed in any way.
But they have already guessed that this is likely to be the rebirth of Xianyang Martial Saint.
Therefore, Yaochi and the others all know that the Su Lang at this time is probably no longer the Su Lang before.
He is likely to be Xianyang Martial Saint now!
So, what will Xianyang Martial Saint do next?
Kill us witnesses! ?
Yaochi Yiran and the others looked solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Even the warriors of the three tribes began to move closer together, preparing to resist Xianyang Wusheng together, or to escape.
"Haha, why are you so nervous?"
Xianyang Wu?Seeing this scene, he quickly showed a warm smile, ready to speak to the little guys who were waiting for the enemy.
But at this moment!
A black shadow appeared silently in front of him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com