A mob of clones

Looking at the barbarian soldiers in front of him, some of their bodies were melting and turning into pus, while others were bleeding from all their orifices and falling to the ground and dying.

The monks and knights in the Shaolin Temple burst out with unprecedented strong morale.

Looking at the young man who looked like a god in the world, they excitedly slapped the wall in front of them, wishing they could fight alongside him.

Some people even started shouting at the monks around them to open the temple doors so that they could go out together to kill the bandits.

There were even some who reacted quickly and used their martial arts skills to climb out of the temple. Under the scorching sun, they stepped on the piles of corpses and raised their swords, spears, axes, hooks, and forks, using all kinds of weapons to hack and kill the surrounding barbarian soldiers.

Although the number of barbarian soldiers was still huge, the number of knights and monks who came to Shaohua Mountain to help, excluding those who left at the beginning, was only a few hundred in total.

But in the current situation where the momentum is high and with the addition of the barbarian soldiers, no one can predict which teammate next to them will die in an instant, and there is no way to organize a normal military formation.

Under the siege of a group of powerful martial arts masters, the army was actually torn apart, with many casualties.

But there are still some calm people.

For example, Master Xin Ji, he would naturally not forget that there was another person named Duoercha whose whereabouts he did not know, so he would naturally not act rashly.

He stood there and kept an eye on the movements in the sky to prevent Duoercha from attacking from behind.

The second is a group of monks who, under the guidance of Master Xin Ji, stick to their posts to prevent any accidents from happening.

Finally, it’s the Samsara team…

Qingjing looked at the fight in front of him, and the long sword at his waist couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if there was something wrong with it as well.

But unfortunately, their mission was to guard inside the Shaolin Temple and they were not allowed to go out, so it was obviously impossible for them to go out and fight.

Meng Qi next to him had the same idea.

Qingjing wanted to use these enemies to test his sword and hone himself.

Meng Qi's idea was relatively simple. He just wanted to show off his power in front of others.

However, similar to Qingjing, he was also unable to go out due to his mission and could only watch the mysterious Wuhe display his divine power and sigh in despair.

Meng Qi had experienced too little and was distracted at this moment.

Just as he focused his gaze on the outside world, a bright white jade hand silently stroked his cheek, and another hand gently stroked his shiny bald head.

A "chuckle" was heard, and Meng Qi raised his head stiffly and saw Gu Xiaosang's slightly sarcastic smile above him.

"Master, are you envious of them?"

"Do you want Xiaosan to send you down with them to fight alongside them?"

It's unknown when this crazy woman Gu Xiaosang came directly to his side.

Realizing that something was wrong, Meng Qi immediately expanded his body to escape control.

But Gu Xiaosang just lightly touched with her bare hands, and Meng Qi suddenly felt the true energy in his body, as if it was petrified and he could not move at all.

The entire body stopped when it expanded halfway.

The height is maintained at about 1.8 meters, unable to go up or down.

Meng Qi was stunned when he discovered his situation.

At this time, Gu Xiaosang came in front of Meng Qi, holding his face, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"As expected of a master, he is really handsome enough."

"No wonder it attracted Xiao Zi's attention."

"I really want to know what kind of expression Xiao Zi would have when she saw this face turn completely pale and without any blood?"

Looking at the crazy woman in front of him with a flushed face, the hair on Meng Qi's back stood up.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Killing teammates from the same camp will deduct good deeds!"

Gu Xiaosang: "What does it matter? If I can die with the master, I'm sure Xiao Zi will be happy too."

Looking at the crazy woman in front of him, Meng Qi knew that it would be useless for him to say anything.

The guy in front of me is not the type who can communicate.

Although the Diamond Sutra did not fully work.

But his body was strangely frozen in this state, and Meng Qi's physical functions were much stronger than when he didn't use his power.

He pulled his hand out and quickly made a left-upward swipe, trying to force the crazy woman in front of him to retreat.

But the other party just snapped his fingers, and the blade in Meng Qi's hand returned directly to its original path.

The gap in strength was so huge that Meng Qi had no room to resist.

Fortunately, he is not alone.

At the moment when Meng Qi resisted, several streams of true energy from the surrounding area also flew towards him like a fierce gust of wind.

Especially one of the sword lights.

Clear, ethereal, lofty, beautiful, any kind of unstoppable domineering momentum.

This time even Gu Xiaosang had to take it seriously and fight back.

Meng Qi also took this opportunity to quickly retreat...

But how could Gu Xiaosang get rid of it so easily? !

The gap in strength between Gu Xiaosang and the people in the Samsara team is really too big.

Among all the people present, except Jiang Zhiwei who could barely deal with him, the others were no match for him at all.

Fortunately, it was obvious that Gu Xiaosang did not have enough good deeds to support her in killing too many targets.

After deflecting the attacks of the Samsara Squad and repelling Jiang Zhiwei with one blow, she caught up with the retreating Meng Qi again.

At this time, Meng Qi was leaning against the temple wall.

He didn't need any more effort. As long as he could punch through the wall with one blow and knock Meng Qi out, he could achieve his goal and make Meng Qi fail his mission and be killed by the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Looking at Gu Xiaosang's face getting closer and closer, Meng Qi had no choice but to close his eyes.

As for Gu Xiaosang, before she could show an expression of success on her face, a gaze suddenly came towards her.

In an instant, her body was frozen in mid-air.

Before she could react, a huge tiger claw suddenly slapped over and sent his entire body flying.

However, this attack did not cause much damage to Gu Xiaosang.

Her ethereal figure was like a roll of silk, floating in the sky for a while and then quietly falling to the ground.

He turned his gaze to the big tiger protecting Meng Qi, and his brows suddenly frowned.

"Wuhe's pet?"

But she gave up the idea the next moment.

Because that's not right. Even a demon shouldn't have such intelligence before it gradually transforms.

She looked into the tiger's eyes and surprisingly came to a different idea from them.

"I knew you, a crazy woman, wouldn't listen to warnings."

Gu Xiaosang understood clearly that this was probably the mysterious Wu He who used strange means to directly possess the tiger.

At this moment, she couldn't help but shift her gaze and looked up at the sky, at the mysterious Wu River that was constantly sweeping and slaughtering the barbarian army, thinking in her heart.

Normally, in order to communicate between heaven and earth, at least all nine orifices must be opened and heaven and man must communicate.

If there is a mysterious and righteous method, it is not impossible to achieve what Guimi Wuhe did. For example, her eight orifices can now suppress the half-step external scene, but she can't do it as exaggeratedly as Guimi Wuhe.

But you have to concentrate.

It's impossible to pay attention to her situation according to common sense.

So after a moment's thought, she decided to continue with her plan.

But this time it wasn't Tiger Claw that faced her.

A red sword light suddenly fell from the sky.

It landed in front of Gu Xiaosang with a loud bang.

The terrifying force directly blew Gu Xiaosang away, and the gaze in the sky slightly fell as if it was going to cut him into pieces.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaosang couldn't help but curse inwardly as a monster. Then he took a last fierce look at Meng Qi who was in a tangle. His figure quickly turned into smoke and he turned and left.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Meng Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at his current state, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Although he has not completely lost his fighting ability, it is almost the same. He is unable to circulate his true Qi and can only rely on his physical strength to the extent of an ordinary person who has achieved a small level of Qi accumulation.

This strength is beyond the reach of most of the knights who came here to support.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If there is another battle, let alone participating in it and showing off his power in front of others, it is probably a question whether he can survive...

……

But things always turn for the worse.

Just as Meng Qi had a problem, the battle outside the Shaolin Temple suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The battle between Meng Qi and others and Gu Xiaosang seemed long, but in fact only a few dozen seconds had passed.

In these few tens of seconds, the mysterious Wu He has already slashed out thousands of surging sword energies.

The ground had been plowed into pieces by the light of his sword.

The number of barbarian soldiers killed by all the other knights who came to support was not even one thousandth of that killed by Guimi Wuhe.

In just a short while, half of the 300,000-strong army was slaughtered by him.

The next half is just a matter of time.

The mysterious Wu He swung his sword one after another, just like the god of death ringing the death knell.

An atmosphere of fear was surging among the barbarians, and finally when this atmosphere reached its peak, a roar suddenly broke through the sky.

"Duoercha, save me!!!"

Amid this earth-shaking roar, a beam of blood suddenly fell from the sky.

The blood-colored light collided with the sword light falling from the sky.

Before this, no matter who he faced, the sword light that was as powerful as a hot knife through butter was actually tied in front of this blood light.

Collide with each other and annihilate each other.

The red light flew back, gradually losing its bloody covering and revealing the true appearance of the object inside.

It turned out to be a one-legged bronze man with a hideous appearance.

Just as the weapon was about to fly back, a hand as big as a casserole suddenly grabbed it.

Finally, the figure that everyone present had been wary of appeared.

Great General Dorcha! He finally showed up!
What’s more shocking is that he also flew from the air!
He was a giant who was even more muscular and ferocious than Meng Qi after he had practiced martial arts.

He walked step by step from the edge of the sky, and the dark clouds above his head were dyed red by his aura.

Drops of rain fell, and a river of blood was stirred up on the ground.

As soon as this person appeared, the shouts and cries of killing that were constantly echoing between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

In just a moment, the Buddha's light that Master Xin Ji had used to bless everyone and illuminate the earth seemed to be swallowed up in half. All they could see was blood.

It seemed as if a head was falling from the sky.

When everyone looked carefully, they found that it was actually their own head.

A knight who had been fighting in the army suddenly lost his breath.

No one attacked him, and no one did anything unnecessary. He just died like that, with a distorted face, and it looked like he was frightened to death.

Similar scenes also impacted the mental will of everyone present.

Including Meng Qi and other members of the Samsara Team.

This time, there was clearly only one person who was radiating spirit.

But this time, even Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan were unable to take care of themselves.

The situation of others was even worse. Their legs were shaking subconsciously and they couldn't even stand up.

The worst situation was Meng Qi.

He was temporarily unable to use his martial arts and could only rely on his willpower to hold on. His face had turned pale.

There was another collision between sword light and blood light.

The sword light briefly split the swirling strange phenomenon in the sky.

After barely giving everyone a chance to catch their breath, Qing Jing, who had just managed to stand up, leaned on his knife and said with trembling lips and gritted teeth:
"Outdoor scene, this Duoercha has actually become a real outdoor scene!"

"What's going on with this mission?!"

“This is not a task we can accomplish at all!”

……

At this time, above the sky.

Duo'er looked at the young man standing in the air in front of her, but she did not fight him immediately. Instead, she used her body to withstand the opponent's sword flashes, and did not care at all about the large number of dead soldiers rushing to the ground.

Two figures covered in mud were pulled out directly from the ground.

There is no doubt that the two are the Wolf Lord and the High Priest.

These three people connected their lives with the 300,000 troops below in a mysterious way. As long as the army was not completely killed, no real casualties would fall on them.

However, this method obviously also has its limitations.

The two of them don't look like they are unharmed.

But he was still conscious, with two pairs of eyes fixed on the location where the mysterious Wu He was, his eyes full of resentment.

"Kill you! I must kill you!"

Looking at the two of them like this, the mysterious Wu He found it quite interesting.

Such a resentful look cannot be compared with ordinary hatred.

Guimi Wuhe thought that what he had been doing just now were what a normal enemy would do, and the reactions of these two people were a bit too much.

But the next moment he understood why the two were so resentful of each other.

Because at this moment, the two of them shifted their gaze away from the mysterious Wu He, and then half-knelt in the air under the support of Dorcha.

The two men raised their hands, and a strange light flew out from their palms and directly penetrated into the body of Duoercha in front of them.

The mysterious Wu He used his ability to read minds to figure out what the two were thinking, but he learned the identities of the two light prints.

A symbol of the identity of the Wolf Lord and High Priest.

Continuing to read minds in depth, Guimi Wuhe understood the general situation of the matter.

Just three days ago, the entire army of Dorcha was destroyed in his hands, and at the cost of escaping his control, they fled back to the tent where the Wolf Lord and the high priest were.

In order to give Duoercha this combat power, the healing high priest and the wolf lord spent a lot of resources and used strange witchcraft.

Unexpectedly, the resentment in Duoercha's heart, under the stimulation of this witchcraft, forced him to stimulate his potential and successfully become a powerful externalist.

And with power comes ambition.

But the power of Dorcha today is due to the contributions of Wolf Lord and High Priest. So he gave them a chance to attack Shaolin Temple. As long as they could capture the gate, Dorcha would become a general.

The others are the wolf tribe and the high priest.

This is the reason why Dorcha had not taken any action before.

As for the army, for those who have reached the level of outer space power, the army is no longer important. Even he alone can rule the entire world.

The Wolf Lord and the High Priest's request for help just now meant that they had lost the agreement.

It is impossible for them to break the contract in front of a strong man.

therefore……

"a ha ha ha……"

Duo'er looked at the two new tattoos on her body, and finally couldn't help but let out a thunderous laugh towards the sky.

He touched each tattoo on his body, and couldn't help spitting out the corresponding tattoos when he touched one.

Wolf tattoo - "Military power."

Lion tattoo - "Kingship."

Sun tattoo - "Divine power."

At last, he stretched out his arms vigorously.

The terrifying power emanated from his body, affecting the heaven and earth and causing the celestial body to directly form a blood-red storm.

"And absolute force!"

"Hahahaha-"

"Unless the gods of Changshengtian come, I am invincible in this world."

He waved his hand and threw the former Wolf Lord and the former High Priest beside him to the ground, and shouted:
"You, go and break into the gate of Shaolin and kill the old monk Xinji."

Looking at the arrogant Dorcha, although the two were unwilling in their hearts, they had to bow their heads under the pressure of his power.

"Yes!"

Then, the knights who were originally under mental pressure in the army became their targets for venting their anger.

With a wave of his hand, bones and wolves appeared, and in an instant more than half of the hundreds of knights were killed or injured.

Even if some of the people who reacted wanted to fight back, it was too late.

Only a very small number of them managed to retreat to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

But the two half-step exterior masters attacked at the same time, and the solid temple door was blasted open in an instant like a piece of paper.

In an instant, the army arrived.

The situation, which was originally barely okay, was reversed in an instant.

The army quickly squeezed into the Shaolin Temple. The huge group of soldiers simply filled the so-called dangerous mountain road with their lives.

The remaining monks and knights Jianzi not only turned pale, but could only fight and retreat, and the same was true for the people in the Samsara Team.

At this time, the original Wolf Lord and the high priest stood in front of Abbot Xin Ji, looking at the old monk in front of them with resentment in their eyes.

"See, old bald donkey, you didn't have to go through all this because you wanted to fight to the end."

"Now, your support is also unable to take care of itself."

"Now it's not just your Shaolin Temple that will be wiped out."

Hearing this, Old Monk Xinji did not say anything. He just looked straight ahead with his eyes slightly closed and his hands clasped together.

"Why do you two think that Donor Wu will definitely lose?"

Upon hearing this, the former Wolf Lord and the High Priest looked at each other and laughed.

"Duo'ercha has already reached the realm of the Immortal Realm. How can that yellow-haired boy compare with her?"

"Why are you following the old bald donkey and talking like this? Kill him and nothing will happen!"

……

The fighting below was fierce, and the murderous aura in the sky was also boiling.

Duoercha was standing above the sky at this time, with storms swirling around him. He was in the center of the storm, with his eyes slightly closed, feeling that the power of the entire world was converging towards him.

It seemed as if I had become the center of that world.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, and then his figure moved suddenly.

At this moment, his huge body flew out like thunder.

Facing the sword lights coming from the front, he did not dodge or evade, but charged straight forward, just like a wild bull, and forcibly broke apart the mysterious sword lights of Wu He.

Even though hundreds of soldiers on the ground died, he didn't care at all and rushed to the mysterious Wuhe.

The one-legged bronze man in his hand looked extremely hideous and terrifying under the shining blood-red sky.

The power of heaven and earth blooms at this moment!

The next moment, a bolt of lightning struck the one-legged bronze man wrapped in lightning, like a punishment from the sky, smashing down with boundless power.

The mysterious Wu He dodged by slightly turning sideways.

The blazing thunder suddenly turned into lightning and fell straight down, crashing into the forest beside Shaohua Mountain.

In an instant, large areas of forest were blown away, and the thick trees flew into the sky like weeds.

"Did you see it? This is the power of the immortals!"

"See? This invincible power!"

"When you beat me so badly, did you ever think about today?!"

Duoercha laughed loudly, and his terrifying aura locked onto the mysterious Wuhe's entire body, and he raised the one-legged bronze man high up again.

At this moment, blood was burning in Duoercha's eyes. No one could withstand this blow!!!

……

"boom--"

A slender white arm gently stretched forward, and the thunder in front of it was torn apart in an instant.

An expressionless face appeared in Duoercha's pupils.

An expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.

"How……"

"How can it be?!"

At this moment, the mysterious Wu He stretched out his hand and raised the sword, stabbing it into his heart. His lips opened slightly, and a long voice came out of his mouth.

"What's impossible?"

"What gave you the illusion that achieving the exterior scene could defeat me..."

...(End of chapter)