"Swish, swish, swish" One by one, the clones came out of the original body and scattered in all directions. ` These clones have a lot of talent in their hands.
Soon, a thousand clones were scattered in all directions.
These clones used the talent of the disguise master to transform into insects, ants, or various very small creatures.
Then, these insects flew to the blind spot of the two alchemical beings' sight, and slowly crawled towards the door of the Temple of Reincarnation.
Or break through directly from all directions, small in size and fast in speed.
"Swish swish" Hundreds of cloned insects turned into streams of light and flew towards the door from all directions, not resisting the alchemical life force.
The alchemical life holding the stick moved again.
The stick was like an afterimage, attacking from every angle.
An insect transformed into a clone crawled through the corners and cracks, and was swept away by the wind of the stick.
An insect transformed into a clone passed over the wall above his head and was killed by a stick.
"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff" The clones turned into tiny insects and were massacred.
The remaining clones were unafraid of death and rushed in from all corners, trying their best to avoid the alchemical life's killing move.
But it was useless.
The alchemy life of the stick was too fast.
Although it seemed to have no divine power, the terrifying stick was too powerful and the speed was too fast.
In just three seconds, a thousand clones were all killed, without exception, all beaten into nothingness.
Ning Wutian, who had retreated several thousand meters away, turned pale.
Although the deaths of those clones had no effect on the original body, the feeling of feeling so many deaths in one moment was simply terrifying. ` It's like experiencing death again and again.
After all, the souls of the clone and the original are connected, the memories are connected, and memories and perspectives are exchanged all the time.
So many clones died at once this time, making Ning Wutian feel as if he was being plunged into darkness and died again and again.
This feeling is very strange.
I also experienced this once when I attacked the Cang family.
But that time Ning Wutian was heartbroken, his heart was filled with despair, and he didn't feel much.
After experiencing it seriously this time, I realized that the feeling was actually uncomfortable.
Kilometers away.
At the door of the Reincarnation Temple, the alchemical life of the stick returned to its original position, holding the stick, but it suddenly turned its head and glanced at Ning Wutian.
This look made Ning Wutian's soul tremble.
It's like the soul is about to be broken.
"Buzz" At the center of the sea of suffering, the mysterious particles surrounded by many gifted planets suddenly trembled, and an indescribable force appeared, protecting Ning Wutian's mind.
Ning Wutian came back to his senses instantly, his face pale.
The alchemist life actually showed a surprised look, and then ignored Ning Wutian and continued to transform into a sculpture, guarding the door.
“So scary” Ning Wutian felt like his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.
The Taihao Realm is really terrifying, even for soulless alchemy life.
It's not something he can resist now.
"That alchemical life seems to have no holy power and cannot attack from a distance, but its stick technique is too terrifying.
I can't compete with it now, nor can I dodge the stick that is as fast as a phantom."
"Do I really have to give up?"
Ning Wutian was unwilling to give in and hesitated in his heart whether to ask Xi'er for help.
Ning Wutian believed that if he was willing to speak, Xi'er would definitely help, given Xi'er's strength.
`Suppressing two alchemical lifeforms in the Taihao Realm is simply easy.
But as a man, Ning Wutian has his own self-esteem, not to mention in his heart.
Xi'er is just a little girl who won't grow up.
If he went to court the little girl, it would inevitably hurt his self-esteem.
And if I ask Xi'er to help me with everything, how will I grow?
"I don't believe it" Ning Wutian was determined to find a way to break into the Temple of Reincarnation.
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However, he is not a fool.
He cannot insist on dying despite knowing that he will die.
He has been here for more than half a month.
In addition, more than 1,200 clones have been sacrificed just now.
There are currently 8,900 clones left.
As long as these clones are used properly, they may be able to seize the opportunity and rush into the Temple of Samsara.
"Just one chance" "As long as I can get in, I'm not afraid even if I'm still blocked when I get out.
After I get that thing, I can use the jade piece Xi'er gave me to teleport away."
Ning Wutian tried his best to calm down: "But before that, let's slowly think of a solution.
In the process of thinking of a solution, we should also visit the other two major temples."
From the memory of the creature from the Ten Thousand Bones Clan, Ning Wutian also learned about the other two temples.
The Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Destiny.
It's called a temple, and it was preserved from the Immortal Era.
It's likely to contain some kind of treasure.
"This is the closest to the Tiantian Temple.
Go to the Tiantian Temple first."
Having made up his mind, Ning Wutian no longer hesitated and turned around to leave.
"roar" Ning Wutian had just walked less than 10,000 meters when he was spotted by an eight-legged creature from the Ten Thousand Bone Clan.
The eight legs represent the cultivation of the Yin and Moon realm.
Ning Wutian's face changed slightly, he turned over his hand and took out a flying knife, and threw it out violently.
"call out" The white light flashed away and hit the eyebrows of the eight-legged Ten Thousand Bones clan.
"吭Chi" Sparks flew everywhere, and the flying knife penetrated the scales, but failed to penetrate.
"Damn, what a powerful defense."
Ning Wutian's expression changed.
"Ouch, human race, die" The eight-legged Ten Thousand Bone Clan was furious and rushed over.
Ning Wutian's body flashed with yellow light and instantly sank into the ground.
"Rumble" The moment Ning Wutian disappeared, the attack of the eight-legged creature came down, causing the place where he was just now to collapse, and a huge pit appeared.
"roar" Seeing the weak ants escaping under his nose, the eight-legged creature was furious and let out a roar that shook the sky.
Thousands of meters underground, Ning Wutian's body was shrouded in earthy-yellow light, and he shuttled quickly through the ground.
"Damn, it's amazing how powerful you are."
Ning Wutian felt depressed in his heart.
Although the eight-legged Ten Thousand Bones clan just now was only in the Yin and Moon realm, it was by no means an ordinary Yin and Moon realm.
As a leader at the same level, Ning Wutian naturally knows very well that even at the same level, there is still a huge gap in strength.
The strength of the Ten Thousand Bones creature just now was absolutely unparalleled.
If it were a head-on confrontation, even with the Great Desolate Hammer, even with full firepower, Ning Wutian would not be sure to receive the next blow.
Having been hunted for half a month before, and now being blocked at the entrance of the Samsara Temple, with more than a thousand clones dead, Ning Wutian was extremely depressed.
Now being blocked and pursued again, Ning Wutian just wanted to explode.
Ning Wutian suddenly opened his eyes and saw that there were more than a million creatures of the Ten Thousand Bone Clan on the ground above him.
A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The camouflage master's talent came into play, and he instantly transformed into a ten-legged, ten-legged, tail-less skeletal reptile of the Ten Thousand Bone Clan, more than thirty meters tall.
"call" After the transformation, Ning Wutian rushed directly to the ground, and the powerful aura camouflaged by the camouflage master's talent came out.
"King Carlo" "Lord Carlo" The more than one hundred Ten Thousand Bones Clan creatures on the ground were all frightened, and they lay prostrate on the ground and did not dare to move.
Ning Wutian sneered in his heart, rushed over and struck with his forelimb, sending one head flying away.
"boom" The life was shattered into pieces and died instantly.
"Ouch" "Lord Carlo, please spare my life" The rest of the Ten Thousand Bone Clan's souls emerged and dispersed in a rush.
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Ning Wutian refused to give up, chasing the powerful men of the Ten Thousand Bone Clan and killing them, but those Ten Thousand Bone Tribe did not dare to fight back.
Damn it, weren’t you very embarrassed when you were chasing me before?
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