A mob of clones

Chapter 189 I’m going to make an attempt (Last update of the second unsolved case)

Taking a breath, Wu He suppressed the burning anger in his heart, and then continued:

"Although this old guy talks a lot of nonsense, he is really strong."

"In the world of eternal life, it is customary to use the power of a black and yellow fierce horse as a unit of measurement. That old bastard is not very strong in the Gangqi realm, and his ultimate mana endurance is at least around the power of two thousand black and yellow fierce horses."

"Let's not mention the quality improvement from mana to true energy to gang energy. Let's just talk about the quantity. One black yellow horse is about ten thousand catties, which is five tons. That is, the mana limit of this old thing is almost ten thousand tons. level."

"If we take into account the increase in quality, the quantity will probably increase several times."

"The attack of the super-large pole-devouring beast has little effect other than consuming the old man's mana."

"Only when two or three Extreme Vein Devouring Beasts work together can a real strategic effect be achieved."

"In addition, the old thing can also escape light, and its speed is far higher than the flying speed of the Extreme Pulse Beast. It is not something that a half-hearted mountain eagle can compare with."

"If it weren't for the first few levels of magical power, the monk's physical fitness would not be improved unless he practiced specific magical powers. Even if it was only a slight injury, he would not dare to really bear it. Then this battle would still have to be fought. …”

On the one hand, Wu He's words were indeed lamenting the enemy's physical strength, but on the other hand, Wu He also heard the meaning of his words. He frowned slightly and said:

"You're not saying that that guy's body and all his belongings were completely destroyed by the Extreme Vein Devouring Beast, are you?"

This is not impossible, although Wu He and the others are quite proficient in controlling the Extreme Veins Devouring Beast, and their every move has tens of thousands of tons of power. When fighting with all your strength, who cares whether you have more strength or less strength?

These tens of thousands of tons of power, if it is more or less, it will be calculated as hundreds of tons. Normally, the bodies of monks in the first few levels of magical power will not be much stronger than those in the realm of divine transformation.

The carrying limit is about five or six black and yellow horses, which is a perfect example of high attack and low defense.

It’s not a strange thing to be hit directly by a hundred tons and no bones left.

After all, not everyone in the immortal world is like Fang Han, and they can just sit back and eat whatever they want.

For a normal young monk in the early stage, what kind of treasure can be considered to be something that can be destroyed by one blow? They don't know how to search for souls or anything like that.

For later monks, it is not easy to control this power. If you want to kill, if you want to stay, it is as simple as that...

However, Wu He shook his head and denied it.

"No, although that guy was indeed bombed beyond recognition, his body is still there."

"Remember what I said before, after my body was found, I directly put on the mecha and fought with that guy."

"Then guess why my body was so seriously injured?"

Hearing this, Suqing, Wu He and Wu He's expressions froze slightly, and they both thought of a somewhat deceptive answer.

"So you overturned your car while absorbing the life essence of that old thing?!"

In this regard, Wu He also nodded and said that this was indeed the case.

However, Suqing and Wu He frowned again and asked:

"That guy's moves are so obvious in restraining the source of life, and judging from the name of that magical power, it should have the ability to target the soul."

"How dare you directly absorb his life essence so easily?! Are you desperate for your life?!"

"Do you think I can't think of what you think of?"

After raising his eyes and glancing at Su Qing and Wu He, Wu He continued:

"After reaching the Divine Transformation, the Divine Transformation Point is almost within reach. With my mental power, a soul with just a little more mana support than me wants to take away my body. That is basically impossible."

"So even if that guy had a backup plan, he could only be hiding some bombs."

"So I still had a lot of life essence left in my body, so I created a clone and let him try it first."

"And I also let the clone stay in place for a whole day to observe the situation on him. After confirming that there was no problem, I re-absorbed the clone into the secondary filter."

"But who would have thought that the life essence that was safe and sound in the clone would suddenly explode when I absorbed it, burning me to the point of becoming paralyzed."

"If I hadn't had the foresight to take the lead in opening a cave and fighting these flames for a week, if I were still at the battle site, I'm afraid you would have heard my last words..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Wu He's anger rose again.

The pit, it is too pit.

Wu He was always not afraid to speculate on the enemy's worst intentions, but he did not expect or believe that the enemy's operations would be so cruel and coquettish...

"Isn't this magical power a way to restrain the blood path? I think it may be a characteristic created by restraining the blood path technique. After a defeat, if it is absorbed by the enemy and then explodes a clone, it doesn't matter. It explodes directly after contacting the enemy's body, giving A knowing strike from the enemy is the most cost-effective."

It was Wu He who made the guess, and his idea was also agreed by the other two.

But it’s useless to say this. After all, what the creator of the great magical power Burning Life and Soul-killing Flame thinks is not important to Wu He and the others. What is important is how to practice this great magical power. What they really care about is of……

"Hey, wait a minute, Wu He, you still haven't said anything about the harvest."

"The explosion did happen, but what about the source of life? Since you absorbed the source of life, you should also have the corresponding memory, right?" "Even if this old man's mind is empty, what should we do if he has such a great magical power? It’s not a loss.”

Although Blood River Dafa also has great supernatural powers, the painting style is a bit too ghostly and animalistic no matter how you look at it.

It's not that Wu He and others have a holy heart and are unwilling to kill people. There are definitely many people who died in their hands.

However, the Blood River Dafa overlaps with the Essence of Life in both efficacy and expressiveness, and its efficiency is far inferior to that of the Essence of Life.

Not to mention the strange painting style, it is a pity to abandon it without any purpose. If they didn't really have no choice, Wu He and the others would never choose such a great magical power to practice.

This time, a great supernatural power came to complement them. This was a good thing. How could it be considered that they could not make ends meet?

To this, Wu He gave the answer...

"Because I didn't get this great magical power at all."

"To be precise, I didn't get even the slightest bit of coherent memory from this guy. I only got a little bit of the remaining memory of his body."

"I suspect it's because of the changes caused by opening the Divine Transformation Point after being promoted to the Mysterious Realm of Supernatural Powers in the Eternal World. The spiritual power was converted into mana, and the will may be hidden in the mana."

"That's why I got almost nothing."

Having said this, Wu He's expression softened a little, and then he continued:

"Of course, it's just almost. Among the fragmentary memories left on the body, I still saw some faces and buildings."

"There is a scene of that guy practicing in the cave."

"These memories are basically recent. There is one face I still recognize. He is the Sheriff of Anyang County. At first, I suspected that this guy was colluding with the mountain eagle, so I gave up the road of reporting to the official."

"If I expand my search, I might be able to find relevant clues. If I can find that guy's cave, this battle won't be a complete loss..."

Of course, although Wu He said so, he was mostly just trying to comfort himself and the two people in front of him. He himself did not have high expectations for these things.

After all, it is a monk's training cave, so how can it be so easy to find? If a third-level magical monk were placed in the Xuanhuang world of the original work, even the monarch of a country would treat him with courtesy.

The governor of Anyang County is just a mortal, how much information can he know about the old guy?

However, Wu He turned a deaf ear to the broken words. He pinched his chin and looked at his right hand, as if he was lost in some kind of thinking...

"Is the memory hidden in the magic..."

"If that's the case, maybe that imitation can..."

But just when he raised his head and wanted to express his thoughts, a series of footsteps sounded from a distance, directly interrupting his words.

The three of them turned their heads to look, and then saw a large group of people walking towards them.

The visitors are none other than Kui Ba Wu He, Spirit Cage Wu He, my healing game Wu He, Avatar Wu He, and Wu He, who entered the space last time and only knew that he was in a magical world and could not figure out the specific work. and a modestly dressed newcomer.

Except for the three of them, everyone else was basically gathered...

"What are you three doing here? We've been waiting for you there for a long time, but we haven't seen you come."

"Did you find something good in your own world?"

Looking at Wu He who was making fun of him, Wu He put his hands on his hips and shook his head speechlessly.

"Don't mention it, I also think about pie-in-the-sky things, but there is no such good thing. This time, I can say that I have lost all my pants..."

After venting just now, Wu He's mentality has calmed down. The color is not as ugly as before, but he is still unhappy. After all, he doesn't need to hide anything here... …

Now that everyone is present, he is not polite and doesn't care about his image in the eyes of the newcomers. He just spits out his bitterness to a group of people.

Moreover, with the drafts he made while talking and telling stories with Su Qing, Wu He and Wu He, this time he told the stories even more vividly.

He also used the memory of that time as a record subject, which made a group of people stunned.

But Wu He was still holding his chin, not listening to Wu He's story that he had already heard once.

He looked at the mouth with tongue sticking out in the palm of his hand, stretched out his hand and released a trace of blood-colored flames on his fingertips, feeling the power in it that was completely different from the righteous energy and black energy. He stretched out his hand and released it directly from his own space. I took out a tube of reagent...

Others did not pay attention to Wu He's actions. Su Qing and Wu He, who had also finished listening to the story and had no intention of listening to it again, looked directly at her.

"Huh? Wu Hyuk, what are you doing?"

"Shh~, don't talk, I'm going to give it a try."

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(End of this chapter)