History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Elder Li felt that his thinking was also slowing down, but when he looked at the middle-aged man who gradually changed his appearance, he suddenly had a thought in his mind: "Imitation killing jade!"

Yibao imitation kills jade, one-time consumption supplies, extremely rare, has not appeared in the world for many years, and is generally considered to have disappeared.

The user, after killing a certain target within a certain period of time, can make his own flesh and blood to simulate the target killed by him.

The middle-aged man is not a biography of Guangcheng Shancheng, but the talent that Elder Li himself searched for. He has followed him for many years, has been faithful and even saved his life.

But today, the other party showed fangs and assassinated them!

What made Elder Li even more shocked was that the other party's words clearly showed a greater conspiracy.

This person kills himself with the imitation killing jade. In a short time, he can pretend to be himself, and even spit out his breath. As long as he does not fight, it is difficult for other Guangchen warriors to distinguish.

"Yao ... Mountain ..." Elder Li tried to yell, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

The person in front of him, Xiu Wei far exceeds his past impression!

He can only look at each other, a little bit of his own appearance, the appearance is beautiful.

Yao Shan, who has changed to look like Elder Li, smiled slightly: "Please be assured that I have followed you for so long. Your habits, style, movements, tone of speech, I can learn about 90%, others can't see the flaws. . "

"As for why I am missing ..." Yao Shan said as he took out a miniature bag.

The miniature bag opened, and a figure jumped out. Elder Li's eyes widened, and another Yao Mountain appeared clearly in front of him.

Yao Shan smiled and said: "This is not like killing jade. It is my companion. Yi Rong looks like me. My habits are familiar to him, and he will not reveal flaws."

"What's more, compared to you, I'm much humble, as long as you don't disappear for no reason, or intentionally attract attention, no one will care about me."

"The movement to kill you is very small, although there are qi fluctuations, but this is very common. We must drive away the monsters in the desert.

Elder Li still glared wide, but his life had left him.

Yao Shan smiled: "Before getting along is quite pleasant, you go all the way."

After all, sort out the things on Elder Li and transfer them to yourself, then put Elder Li's body in the miniature bag.

Putting the miniature bag away, Yao Shan dusted his sleeves and smiled at his companion who had become his own.

The two went one after the other, just like the real elder Li and Yao Shan, just continue to move forward, as if nothing had happened.

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In front of the stone column, Yan Zhaoge stood hand in hand, carefully looking at the pattern on the stone column: "I am not mistaken, it really is a corridor column of the old shrine, and it fell here after breaking."

Looking at the damaged and broken stone pillar, Yan Zhaoge fell into contemplation: "The trace of this damage is not simple. I am afraid it is really not just a natural disaster, but a human disaster ..."

Yan Zhaoge slightly raised his head: "If it was really a human disaster, who caused all this?"

"The so powerful shrine is also destroyed, and the whole world is robbed, almost changing the world, who can do all this ..."

Although some are not real, it may be very far away from the present self.

But Yan Zhaoge still felt a shadow in his heart, as if the mountain was crushing.

This pressure may not be intuitive enough, but it is much greater than that of Sunri Sect and Huang Guanglie.

The current situation in the Eight Great World can also be balanced, gamed, chased, resisted, and defeated.

But how could it be that the world is like the power of the world's catastrophe, if it comes to the head again, how should it survive?

Perhaps, in the life of Zhao Ge, Yan Yan, such a catastrophe will not come again, but maybe, it will be tomorrow?

Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, and after a long time, opened it again, his eyes were calm.

"The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step." Yan Zhaoge murmured, stretched his palm forward, and printed it on the broken pillar of the shrine in front of his eyes.

Yan Zhaoge's gang gas penetrated into the pillar of the shrine. On the broken stone pillar, there were Tao light patterns lit up, extending along the surface texture of the stone pillar itself.

But when it reached the rift, the light pattern was cut off and began to dissipate, turning into a little bit of light dust and drifting in the air.

However, Rao is like this, with invisible waves, expanding around the stone pillars in all directions, dispersing a lot of sand.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Shi Zhu's fracture and frowned slightly.

After thinking for a while, Yan Zhaoge re-entered himself to inject his own qi, and the light lines on the stone pillars re-lit.

When the light pattern extended to the fracture again, the light suddenly became brighter and dazzling, and it was more condensed and true.

At this moment, the invisible and qualityless radiance seems to be transformed into a tangible thing, and it is no longer dependent on the stone pillar at a slow but steady speed, but continues to extend in the air.

Containing infinite mysterious light patterns, just like in the air, as if a complete stone column is wound, continue to interweave and circle.

Coiled on a non-existent invisible stone column, the light lines circulate and become more and more complete, and the overflowing aura is also more and more majestic, constantly shaking around the void.

From the broken stone column, the mysterious power conception gradually began to become more complete, making people feel elusive, but shocked.

Yan Zhaoge looked attentively, but closed his eyes instead.

In my mind, it gradually reappeared. The existence buried in the depths of memory, the towering shrine, stood above the nine days.

The stone pillar buried in the desert suddenly began to shake.

With the vibration of the stone pillar, centered on it, one after another, the spirit patterns stretched far out in the desert, spreading their teeth and dancing claws, with a violent momentum.

The nearby sand dunes began to rise and fall violently. At this moment, the desert seemed to turn into an ocean.

A Hu and Feng Yunsheng were on the side, looking at this scene solemnly, barely fixing their body.

Yan Zhaoge looked the same as usual. After a long while, he exhaled for a long time and stopped himself from injecting gas into the stone pillar.

The turbulent desert finally returned to its original form, but on the ground, the light lines like a gully crack still extend in all directions.

The streaks of light on the stone pillar light up, and the condensation is in the air, as if the broken stone pillar has been restored to the complete light line, and it is still condensing in the air, and has not dissipated.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Shi Zhu slightly fascinated and pondered in his heart: "It really is a land that is indifferent to the Great West and combined together."

"In this case, to remove the stone pillars and take them away, I'm afraid that they need to be refined on the spot."

A Hu stood beside, suddenly moved slightly in his heart, turned his head to look around, and saw Elder Li and several martial arts soldiers returned, and it seemed that something had been reported to Yan Zhaoge.