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Chapter 483

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    Everyone looked at it at a glance, only to see that the face of the visitor was exactly the same as theirs.

    Everyone can find their own face among the blood-clothed people, and that feeling is not ordinary.

    The leader has the same face as Chen Wuwu, and his strength is also the same. That kind of aura does not need to be set off by cultivation and realm.

    All in all, it is strong!

    Indescribably powerful.

    A huge pressure swept over, making it difficult for everyone to open their mouths.

    "Blood Sea Shura." Chen Wuwu looked at the person who was almost exactly the same as himself with a serious expression.

    He couldn't believe it. It's not uncommon for that person to have the same face, but the breath of the body is also the same, and even the technique for circulating the spiritual energy in the body is the same, which is the same five-element reincarnation formula.

    It's scary to think about this.

    Chen Wuxian had a great reaction in his heart, not to mention the rest.

    Bai Xiaoqing's eyes widened in surprise. Not far from her stood Bai Xiaoqing in a blood-clothed coat, with the same spirit snake on her shoulder, but the scales of that spirit snake were blood-colored.

    Qing Zhao was holding a kitchen knife and an iron pan, and opposite Qing Zhao in Bloody Clothes had the same posture. The two looked at each other, neither smiling nor not.

    Even the temperament is the same!  !  !

    All the monks were horrified beyond words, subconsciously took a few steps back.

    However, they were not the most over-reacted.

    Qinglao's three heads protruded from the long neck, and turned to the back, beckoning to a group of green-haired people to protect themselves.

    He was terrified, looking at another scorpion that had the same body shape as his own, except for the blood-red coat.

    Leng Leng dodged backwards, then he grabbed the head of a senior green-haired ethnic group, stretched out his neck, and whispered:

    "The second young master? The blood-red one?"

    The blood-colored Qinglao hurriedly shook his head, "No, you are the second one, and this uncle is the authentic Qinglao Grandpa!"

    Hearing this sentence, Qinglao felt a chill in his heart, and his hairs were pricked up, like an inflated prickly pear or a ball of hedgehogs wrapped up in a ball.

    "Could it be that you are another few hairs released by the main body?"

    "Fart," Bloody Qinglan was dissatisfied, staring and said: "You are only a few hairs on Tne."

    As he spoke, he was about to rush forward.

    Seeing this scene, everyone felt chills in their hearts, and looked at the person with the same face as them.

    Sure enough, the words and deeds of those blood-clothed people were all carved out of the same mold as themselves.

    The mood was shaken, the altar was not clear, and some monks panicked and confused.

    "No, it's impossible, it's a sorcery, it's a deliberate trick!"

    "Chop hack, hack them to death, they are all monsters, monsters with our faces in their faces."

    "Kill, don't give them a chance."

    While talking, a certain cultivator took the lead, and threw out an ice spell.

    ßںǺÇ~~~~~~

    The ground froze into frost, and the vegetation in a fan-shaped area of ??more than ten feet died.

    This opened the clarion call of the melee between the two sides.

    Afterwards, the two parties attacked and killed, and the shot was the strongest killer move, and there was absolutely no thought of holding back.

    It's nothing to die at the hands of others, at most it's just death, and what you lose by turning into a demon or a green-haired monster is also freedom, but if the blood-clothed man in front of you kills you, you can completely replace yourself and live in the world.

    It's really terrible!

    When they thought of "after they were killed, the blood-clothed man would replace them", their killing intent was extremely intense.

    In the horrific melee, Chen Wuxian and Xue Yi Chen Wuxi stood facing each other, each keeping a blank area around them.

    All the monks and all the blood clothes tacitly avoided the two of them, because the gap was not in the realm of cultivation or the amount of aura.

    The Dao foundation and Dao heart of the two of them are too terrifying, and their strong aura condenses into substance.

    Suddenly, the momentum of the two confronted each other, like two living dragons fighting.

    Boom rumble rumble~~~~~

    The air swayed with invisible ripples, and ripples spread out.

    The ground splashed sand and rocks, countless criss-crossing sword marks emerged out of thin air, and even void cracks appeared out of thin air.

    Three or two unlucky ones were hit by the lasing stones, and immediately flew out with a wailing sound, covering a distance of several tens of feet, knocking down an unknown number of trees along the way.

    Everyone was horrified and throbbing, and temporarily stopped talking with another self.In the fight, they rushed away from the two Chen Wukongs.

    The bloody one, the normal one, looked at Chen Wujin at the same time.

    Only then did Ye Yinqingxin, Ye Linchen, Li Daojing and others realize how strong Chen Wuxing was. It turned out that they had never seen Chen Wuxian's limit.

    Whether it's sparring or confronting enemies, what they see is always the tip of the iceberg of Chen Wuxing.

    Now, when the two Chen Wukong confronted each other, just as the aura unfolded, everyone retreated, it was so terrifying!

    You must know that the place where everyone present is already a bloody restricted area.

    In it, everyone's cultivation base and aura are completely balanced, and they are all at the same strength, but Chen Wuxian still has such a terrifying power, which simply makes them incomprehensible.

    "You are very strong, unlike the Blood Sea Shura I killed before."

    Chen Wuxian concentrated all his mind, his eyes and pupils were calm.

    Xue Yichen nodded and smiled endlessly, "You are me, and I am you. The Scarlet Forbidden Zone is not an area you should set foot in. Some secrets must be buried forever, so it's a pity."

    After saying that, the blood-clothed Chen Wuwu disappeared in place.

    His figure snatched into Chen Wuxing's middle door, and hit Chen Wuxing's chest with his fist.

    when!  !  !

    There was a loud noise, and the five-color divine light erupted, and Chen Wuxian stepped back three feet.

    Xueyi Chen endlessly frowned, "Why don't you hide or fight back?"

    After dusting his chest and smoothing out the folds of his clothes, Chen Wuxian smiled lightly, "Try your skills."

    Hearing this, Xueyi Chen Wuwu's eyes turned cold, "How courageous! The next move will take your life."

    Chen Wuxian's heart is so high that he can swallow the sky, and Chen Wujin in blood is naturally not bad. If someone fights with him, he dares not fight back. What a shame is this?

    He can't stand it!

    The body shape flashed again, and lotus flowers grew under the feet step by step. If you look carefully, it is a series of small formations.

    Chen Wuxing can form a formation with a single thought, and Chen Wujin in blood is not bad at all.

    At the same time, Xueyi Chen endlessly murmured words, which turned into eight bloody words¡ª¡ª

    Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, Dui.

    The words come out, the formation is opened, the sword energy rises into the air, and the bloody clothes are endless.

    In the next second, Chen Wuxian's figure moved.

    The clear and crisp sound of the sword sounded, and the divine sword Zhixue's cold light surpassed the sky, and cut out a bright white crescent moon. The sword light was extremely fast and fierce, and instantly broke through the eight-character mantra transformed by the spiritual words.

    At the same time, arrays bloomed in the air, in the sky, on the ground, and in the dust, big or small, making it hard to count.

    Surrounded by these formations, Chen Wuxian's real body passed by in an instant, and Zhixue cut through Chen Wutai in blood.

    Bloody Chen Wukong retreated dozens of feet in a row, and every time he took a step, the ground was shaken half a foot.

    When he stopped, a terrible chasm formed, tens of feet long, but only a few feet wide.

    On both sides of the rift, weapons and magic weapons are scattered all over the place.

    It was dropped by the people around when they were running for their lives. They didn't care about their distress at all, and they were glad that they were not killed in seconds.

    Standing at the high end of the rift valley, Chen Wuxian gently held a sword flower, and said with a sassy smile:

    "Your ability is indeed not bad, but it's still not interesting." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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