Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The little Martial God was confused by the Taoist clone's words that were going around him.

Yes, or no, two extreme and clear responses, why is it so complicated?

But the Dao realm clone will obviously not say meaningless words for no reason, even if his consciousness is now controlled by Zhu Houzhao's original body.

So Xiao Wushen began to chew on the profound meaning of these words.

"He is indeed called Patriarch Bodhi, but he is not Patriarch Bodhi now... He looks like me..."

Xiao Wushen was chanting, and suddenly an idea flashed!

"What is certain is that he is the Bodhi Patriarch himself! But he may be in some... some weird state at the moment, so he is not controlling his consciousness with his true body, but like you, he has replaced it with his clone. soul!"

Xiao Wushen analyzed.

A meaningful smile slowly appeared at the corner of the Dao Realm clone's mouth, and he nodded, which seemed to agree with the little Martial God's idea.

"Seeing is not necessarily believing, and hearing is not necessarily believing. Use your heart to feel it, and look at the fearful and eager eyes of those Shintoists! What are they longing for? Can you see it?!" Taoist clone Suddenly he came closer and said.

"The predicament Bodhi is in right now is thousands of times more terrifying than Wuchao!"

Xiao Wushen was startled when he heard the words. After gathering his thoughts, he began to mobilize the Tao power in his body. A dazzling golden light shot out from his eyes, locking directly on the Bodhi Patriarch in the mirage.

His face gradually became gloomy, and then he showed a bit of shock. When he broke through the mirage, broke through the barriers of space, and found a simple rune on the head of Patriarch Bodhi, he finally came to his senses. cried out.

"It's the brand of heaven!!!"

The Taoist clone had a strange expression, rubbed his fingers, and then gently patted Xiao Wushen on the shoulder. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Slave Seal of Heaven, he also became a martyr? Impossible... Obviously Heaven has already..."

When Xiao Wushen said this, he suddenly closed his mouth and his words stopped abruptly. He slowly turned his head to look at the Taoist clone, with the same weird look on his face.

"is that one?"

"Yes, it's the nine things that have exploded."

"If I tell the origin of it, will I be..."

"Yes, you'd better hold back. Just wait and see for a while, maybe things will turn around later."

The two of them had a back-and-forth, very fast conversation, which contained many hidden meanings and was indeed somewhat profound.

In the mirage, the situation outside the cliff tower was revealed.

Ancestor Bodhi, who was shrouded in two-color divine light, condensed nine-color flames, slowly floated down from the sky, landed on the overgrown ground, and walked step by step towards the entrance of the Cliff Tower. go.

Less than thirty feet away in front of him, about three hundred Shintos stared at him nervously.

The ferocious faces that were filled with bloodlust and a bit of pain began to change erratically as Patriarch Bodhi approached step by step.

The power of heaven in the dark affects their souls and consciousness. There seems to be a voice in their bodies, constantly urging them - "Go forward - go forward! Kill him - kill this traitor." Taoist!"

Finally, the Shinto man couldn't bear it any longer and roared to the sky. His consciousness and soul were all wiped out by the impact of his heart and the power of heaven. His strength was no longer enough to keep him clear, and he was completely transformed into puppet.

"Apostate, kill!"

The Shintoist roared in a low voice, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent.He stared at the terrifying coercion that was everywhere and swept the entire place. He squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body and rushed away like a wild beast using his hands and feet.

Patriarch Bodhi looked as usual, holding a ball of nine-color flames in his left hand, with his right hand behind his back, walking forward slowly and leisurely as if walking in a courtyard.

The Shintoist rushed to the front of Patriarch Bodhi and jumped up. The dazzling white appeared in his hands, and in the blink of an eye it turned into black that seemed to swallow everything.

His body merged into the darkness in mid-air, and suddenly disappeared into this world. When he reappeared, he had torn apart the space, and came brazenly in front of Patriarch Bodhi, with his hands turning into claws and slashing hard!

"Chasing." Patriarch Bodhi muttered softly.

Following the words, a huge ancient rune appeared in the air, standing between the Bodhi Patriarch and the Shinto, and suddenly a two-color divine light burst out!

The Shintoist was illuminated by the two-color light, and immediately neighed crazily. His body was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, melting rapidly and visible to the naked eye. From top to bottom, from front to back, bit by bit, it disappeared. nothingness.

The moment the screams suddenly stopped, the Shintoist disappeared completely, his breath, Tao power, body and soul together with him!

Everything was melted into the two-color divine light.

The face of Patriarch Bodhi is hidden in the dazzling mystery. His face cannot be seen clearly, but all the Shintoists present can clearly feel that he is laughing, he is laughing wildly!

The light flickered, and Patriarch Bodhi waved his hand. The ancient runes trembled all over his body, and immediately shrank into a black dot, and finally disappeared into the void.

Patriarch Bodhi moved on.

The Shintoists guarding the entrance to the cliff tower looked gloomy.

Although every step taken by Patriarch Bodhi seems to be light and airy, in fact, coupled with the terrifying pressure of the half-step saint, every step seems like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the Shintoists hard. superior.

It seemed to swallow up their consciousness, to crush their souls, and to plunge them into darkness forever and ever, roaring and roaring in the bottomless abyss, thus ending their sinful life, this muddled life!

Suddenly, a majestic roar sounded from the end of the sky.

Wisps of chaotic mist suddenly poked out from the void, and dazzling colorful lights bloomed in the field.

Ancestor Bodhi looked startled, and suddenly looked up, only to see a man dressed in white escaping into the void, coming from a place deep in the clouds and mist, stepping out of loneliness.

It was a shadow, but it seemed more real than anything else.

"Zhu Houzhao." Ancestor Bodhi's eyes were blurred, and his mind was racing for a while. The invisible brand of heaven above his head was also trembling, as if he was excited for the arrival of Zhu Houzhao, or he was afraid.

While this is unlikely, resonance is most likely.

Tiandao and Zhu Houzhao resonated!

"Are you here to control the Dao realm clone? No, the Dao realm clone should be trapped in the cliff tower with Wuchao. Unless you pass the eight-level test in a row, there is no way you can escape!"

Patriarch Bodhi's heart thumped, and he whispered to himself in a somewhat unbelievable voice:

"Could it be...that the true body has arrived?!"