Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"It's that lord!" In Master Wuchao's mind, the figure of Zhu Houzhao standing on the top of the human world suddenly appeared, "I'm saved... Haha, lord has taken action!"

The figure in front of him is exactly the same as Zhu Houzhao's body shape, posture, and aura. He is also in a blurry state, his true face cannot be seen clearly, and he is also constantly releasing that mysterious and powerful pressure to the outside world!

After the shadow of the ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, was covered by the seven-colored light, it seemed as if it was restrained. He could no longer exert the powerful aura before. Even his offensive was stagnant. The situation has also become extremely unstable.

The figure who suddenly appeared in the ancestral space and intervened in the battle between Master Wuchao and the little tiger demon Mingsha was a clone puppet transformed by Zhu Houzhao with the power of chaos. He possessed the realm of Daluo Sanxian, and his combat power was about one-tenth of Zhu Houzhao's. one!

In order not to reveal his identity too much, the clone puppet was also shrouded in the mist of chaos, obscuring his true appearance and keeping it mysterious.

After arriving in the ancestral space, the first thing the clone puppet did was to rescue Master Wuchao who was in a life and death crisis.

The clone puppet glanced at the battlefield, and then raised its hand and sprinkled a piece of colorful spiritual light, shrouding the shadow of Xuanming, the ancestral witch of the rain. The power of the killing Taoist heart was enough to restrain the former ancestral witch.

This is exactly what happened. The shadow of Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, showed an extremely painful expression, opened his mouth wide, and roared silently. Master Wuchao and the little tiger demon Mingsha naturally couldn't hear it, but the clone puppet But he could feel her pain.

One after another, extremely sad roars kept ringing in the ears of the clone puppet. The clone puppet remained unmoved, minding its own business by forming seals with both hands and chanting spells in its mouth, increasing the output of the seven-colored light and constantly burning it. The phantom of Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain.

Boop - the sound is like the cork being pulled out of a bottle.

The phantom of the ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, was finally shrunk by the colorful light. After letting out an unwilling and shrill scream, it finally turned into a gray smoke and slowly disappeared into the air.

At the same time, the little tiger demon Mingsha woke up from the chaotic state. When he opened his eyes, he found that the sea of ​​​​blood had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a seven-color divine light covering the entire ancestral space, illuminating He saw the proud look on Master Wuchao's face.

The little tiger demon Mingsha sensed the loss of power in his body. He couldn't help but turn his eyes and saw the blurry clone puppet standing in the distance. His pupils shrank and he couldn't help shouting in fear. :

"Another bad guy is here!"

The clone puppet that represented Zhu Houzhao's will was naturally dumbfounded, but Master Wuchao laughed ferociously, with a cold light in his eyes. Murderous intent was already rushing into his heart. He recalled his Zen staff and walked towards Xiaohu step by step. Demons kill.

"Wuchao." The clone puppet called.

Master Wuchao immediately stopped, looked back at the clone puppet with a respectful expression, and asked cautiously:

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Are you sure you can fight him now? The previous lessons are not enough, right?"

"Sir, the inherited treasure of the Minghu clan that you want has been robbed by this little brat. Even if I can't defeat him, I have to fight to the death to help you get the inherited treasure back!"

"Oh, then you are really loyal."

The clone puppet sneered, and Master Wuchao was shocked. He thought he had said something wrong, so he immediately bent down and said respectfully:

"Sir, please tell me what you want me to do!"

The clone puppet didn't answer him, and walked straight to the little tiger demon Mingsha. Under his guarded gaze, he slowly stretched out his left hand.

"Bad guy, what do you want to do! I..."

The little tiger demon Mingsha was excited and was about to activate the power of blood in his body to cast a spell. However, he was imprisoned by a piece of colorful light scattered by the clone puppet. His body went limp and he fell down. He was shocked to realize that all the power in his body was gone. It’s under your own control!

"What kind of spell is this?!" the little tiger demon Mingsha exclaimed.

The clone puppet ignored it and put its hand on the forehead of the little tiger demon Mingsha. The surging power of chaos poured into the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha from the palm of the clone puppet.

"Ahhh!"

The little tiger demon Mingsha reacted fiercely, his face was twisted and ferocious, and he screamed in agony, as if he was suffering from great pain and unbearable torture.

The clone puppet remained unmoved. The hand covering the forehead of the little tiger demon Mingsha was as steady as a mountain. The output of the power of chaos did not show any signs of stopping due to the resistance of the little tiger demon Mingsha. On the contrary, the output was faster and more frequent. .

The power of blood in the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha is actually the pseudo-Xuanming blood created by Zhu Houzhao using his own essence and blood as a guide, supplemented by the power of chaos. In the final analysis, the source of the energy of the little tiger demon Mingsha comes from The power given by Zhu Houzhao.

The seven-colored light symbolizes the heart of killing, which can suppress the power of the little tiger demon Mingsha's reinforced soul.The power of chaos is wrapped in Zhu Houzhao's unique aura, which is enough to frighten the power of blood in the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha, making it unable to work.

What the clone puppet is doing now is to pour the power of chaos into the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha, thereby controlling the power of chaos, sealing all the abilities possessed by the little tiger demon Mingsha, and correcting the abnormal state of the little tiger demon Mingsha at this moment. .

Time passed minute by minute, and after half a stick of incense had passed, the clone puppet finally retracted its hand and stopped instilling the power of chaos into the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha.

At the same time, the level of the little tiger demon Mingsha has dropped to about Xuanxian, and the power of blood in the body has been sealed by the clone puppet. If there is nothing higher than the level of chaotic energy, the little tiger demon Mingsha will never be able to solve it in this life. Open the seal and find your power.

Master Wuchao in the distance was horrified to see what he saw, and his evaluation of Zhu Houzhao's abilities reached a new level, and he felt a sense of awe.

"Wuchao." The clone puppet called.

Master Wuchao quickly approached the cloned puppet and lowered his head to accept the instructions from the mysterious master in front of him.

"Don't touch this tiger monster cub," the clone puppet ordered.

"Sir, what should I do with the inherited treasure of the Minghu clan?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just do what you have to do."

"But……"

Master Wuchao wanted to say something more, but the clone puppet suddenly collapsed and turned into a ball of chaotic mist. As it rolled and flowed, it suddenly wrapped around Master Wuchao...