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Chapter 1788 - Strong on the outside and dry on the middle


Chapter 1788 Although it is impossible to distinguish which words of Tianling are true and which are false, Zhang Yu's intuition tells him that Tianling must have hidden a lot of information, and among the many words of Tianling, there are few that are truly credible.Whether the Heavenly Spirit is the doppelganger of the Lord of the Muddy Clouds, and whether the Heavenly Spirits opened the Altar of the Apocalypse to resurrect the Lord of the Muddy Clouds, there must be a question mark.However, Tianling should not be completely lying, but Zhang Yu can't tell which part is true for the time being.This is also the genius of Tianling, the true and the false are mixed together, even Zhang Yu, a professional god, was almost fooled."

Sacrificing is something that will inevitably happen, and even if I don't do it, I will definitely do it."

Tianling said indifferently: "You can't stop it." ”Zhang Lu raised his eyebrows: "If you don't try, who knows?"

”"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Heavenly Spirit's voice was indifferent, "Judging from your strength, there should still be a big gap between your deity and the real Lord of Hun Meng, and this gap will probably be difficult to cross until the day of the destruction of Mu Meng......

"Tian Ling's insight is extraordinary, just by seeing Zhang Lu, he can probably deduce Zhang Yu's strength."

Maybe my deity has cultivated faster?"

Zhang Lu said.He didn't dare to tell Zhang Yu's cultivation time, for fear of scaring the heavenly spirit.Tian Ling's voice was a little colder: "It seems that you have made up your mind to go against me." ”"What, you finally can't help but do it?"

Zhang Lu sneered, "If you can't do it, you'll be hard?"

”Tianling didn't care about Zhang Lu's ridicule at all, it said indifferently: "You shouldn't get involved in my lifeless affair, if I were you, I would not know what to do, and watch from the wall." ”Zhang Lu shook his head: "But you want to sacrifice Mumeng, I can't ignore it." ”Hearing Zhang Lu's words, Tianling sighed softly and said, "I told you so much, I originally wanted to win your help, but I didn't expect to lift a stone to shoot myself in the foot."

That's it, although it is difficult for me to parry with the skeleton on my own, but it is not without a chance.Let's go.Let's just think you've never been to the Celestial Tomb. ”Zhang Lu was surprised: "You don't kill me?"

”"What's the point of killing you?"

Heavenly Spirit asked rhetorically: "You are just a muddy clone, killing you will have no effect on your deity, as long as he is willing, he can also construct a new muddy clone." ”After a pause, the Heavenly Spirit continued, "Moreover, I do not want to be your enemy. ”A skeleton without life is enough to give it a headache and be tired of coping, if it provokes a strong enemy, then it doesn't have to do anything, just admit defeat."

Really?"

Of course, Zhang Lu knew that Tianling would not be so kind to let him go, and he could probably guess Tianling's thoughts, "I didn't expect that the clone of the Lord of Hun Meng would also have times when he was afraid of others......

"You go." ”Tianling didn't seem interested in talking to Zhang Lu anymore, "I'm afraid I'll change my mind." ”Zhang Lu was not afraid at all, he looked at Tianling and said, "I still have two questions, I hope you can answer them." ”Tianling said lightly: "Not only do you not help me, but you want to stop me, why should I answer your question?"

”"It's your business whether you answer or not, I'm only responsible for asking questions."

Zhang Lu smiled and said, "The first question, how did the Lord of Muddy Clouds fall?"

The second question is, since the corpse has hit you hard, why didn't he kill you directly?

”"Aren't you smart?

Then you can guess. ”Heavenly Spirit said with interest.Seeing Tianling's attitude at this time, Zhang Lu suddenly lost hope, since the two sides had torn their faces, it was obviously impossible for Tianling to reveal any secret things to him.Fortunately, he didn't have much hope, just tried to ask, and if Tianling didn't say it, he wouldn't be too disappointed."

Okay."

Zhang Lu said: "Since you don't want to say it, then take your leave." ”He glanced at the Heavenly Tomb puppets neatly arranged on both sides outside the gate of the temple in the distance, tens of thousands of hundred-fold realm, thousand-fold realm, and thousand-fold realm puppets, but unfortunately, he couldn't take them away.He didn't have the ability to take these Heavenly Tomb puppets away in front of the Heavenly Spirits.Shaking his head regretfully, Zhang Lu turned around, took a step on the soles of his feet, and directly passed through the teleportation wormhole that had already been constructed, and returned to the dantian world.After Zhang Lu disappeared, the teleportation wormhole also slowly closed and finally disappeared.Until the teleportation wormhole completely disappeared, the body of the Heavenly Spirit, which was completely condensed by the Qi of the Dead Tomb, seemed to be uncontrollable anymore, and quickly exploded, turning into a terrifying storm of the Qi of the Dead Tomb, sweeping away in all directions, and the Heavenly Spirit also turned into a cloud of mist, trembling in pain, and from time to time there was a suppressed low roar.After a long time, the heavenly spirit recovered a little, and at the same time shouted angrily: "It's too much to deceive people!

It's too much of a deception!

”He didn't dare to move Zhang Lu, and he didn't have the ability to move Zhang Lu, because his state was still very weak, from beginning to end, he was pretending, in fact, he was strong on the outside, and it was very difficult to even control the group of Heavenly Tomb puppets, almost exhausting his strength."

No life!"

The voice of the Heavenly Spirit was full of resentment, "One day, I will kill you!"

”If it weren't for the fact that Skeleton Wusheng hit him hard, why would he be so jealous of Zhang Lu and his deity Zhang Yu?

Even if Zhang Yu is the quasi-Hun Meng Lord, compared with the Heavenly Spirit at the peak, there is still a huge gap, the Heavenly Spirit has self-confidence, and he at the peak of his life, even against Zhang Yu, the quasi-Hun Meng Lord, he can still win the battle.Zhang Lu, who left the Heavenly Tomb, did not know the situation of the Heavenly Soul at all, if he knew that the Heavenly Spirit was strong and strong, and everything was an illusion, then he would definitely not leave the Heavenly Tomb so easily, but took the opportunity to take all the Heavenly Tomb puppets away and let the Heavenly Spirit become the commander of the light pole, but unfortunately, the Heavenly Spirit was disguised too well, from beginning to end, there was not the slightest flaw, and even Zhang Lu looked away.…… Chaos in the Flood Realm.Zhang Yu and Zhang Lu sat opposite each other."

How credible do you think that guy's words are?"

Zhang Yu asked.Zhang Lu shook his head: "I can't see through." ”Zhang Yu asked again: "Then do you think he is really the doppelganger of the Lord of Darkness?"

”Zhang Lu thought for a moment and said, "I believe that he should have an unusual relationship with the Lord of Mudmeng, but to say that he is the doppelganger of the Lord of Mudmeng......

Not quite like that. ”"Why?""

Because his explanation of the Death Grave's breath is too far-fetched."

Zhang Lu said: "Although it seems to make sense at first glance, it always feels a little less meaningful, and he has repeatedly emphasized that it is the breath of life, not the breath of the dead tomb, which gives me the feeling that it is just like when he said that the corpse is lifeless, too hard, but it seems a bit fake." ”"So, his identity is not a clone of the Lord of Blindness?""

Not necessarily."

Zhang Lu hesitated for a moment and said, "This person is very cunning, no one knows which of his words is the truth." ”Although he was very suspicious of the identity of the Heavenly Spirit, Zhang Lu had no conclusive evidence."

After all, it's that we know too little about the Lord of the Clouds."

Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly."

Maybe you can ask Hun Mengshu about the situation."

Zhang Lu proposed, "If the Lord of Humeng really has a clone, Hun Mengshu must know." ”"No need."

Zhang Yu waved his hand, "Instead of looking for Hun Mengshu to understand the situation, it is better to go directly to Hun Meng Tian." ”Zhang Lu was stunned: "Do you plan to directly find a showdown with the corpse?"

”Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "It's not me, it's you." ”"Ugh."

Zhang Lu smiled bitterly: "I just came back from the Heavenly Tomb, so let me take a breath." ”"Those who can work harder."

Zhang Yu stood up, patted Zhang Lu on the shoulder, and then said: "What is the situation between the will of the Heavenly Tomb and the remains of Wusheng, I can't be sure yet, I can't risk ......"

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Zhang Yu spared his life on the one hand, on the other hand, he really couldn't afford to lose, anyone could have an accident, anyone could die, but he couldn't."

Wouldn't it be too early to have a showdown with the skeleton now?"

Zhang Lu was a little worried.It has nothing to do with the will of the Heavenly Tomb, because the will of the Heavenly Tomb seems to be bound by something, and there is no way to leave the Heavenly Tomb, and it will not affect the outside world, but it is different from the showdown with the Skeleton Wusheng, the Skeleton Wusheng can leave the Muddy Sky at any time, and the strength of the Skeleton Wusheng is likely to be stronger than the Will of the Heavenly Tomb, once the two sides tear their faces, then Zhang Yu will definitely be suppressed by the Skeleton Wusheng, and the only choice is to hide back in the dantian world.This will be a devastating blow to the invincible image of the dean!"

But it's not a way to drag it out like this."

Zhang Yu said: "It's a big deal, if things really develop to the worst point, I will directly give up the wilderness realm and send everyone to the dantian world." ”?

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