The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1429 Hundred Yantao Part 2
"The product to be selected?"

The boy suddenly raised his legs, and walked slowly in front of the group of ghosts.

His dark eyes flicked to the ghost face in the front.

There was a cold light in Yan Tao's eyes, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were joined together, and he quickly drew a finger in the air, flying fiercely towards the group of ghosts.

The golden light fell.

The dark and frightening ghost energy slowly dissipated, revealing their true colors.

They raised their heads slowly.

In the dark alley, dozens of identical faces were doing the same movements.

Those eyebrows... looks... figure...

What is familiar cannot be more familiar.

For a moment, the alley was silent.

The quiet one can only hear the sound of the wind blowing by the ears.

Those faces were exactly the same as hers.In the dim light, it looks particularly shocking and creepy.

Qin Zong, who was standing not far away, was also shocked by this scene.

A look of shock flashed across the sea-deep phoenix eyes.

Candidates? ...

These ghosts really have no identity.

How can a cloned person have an identity?

"You are losers..."

Yan Tao's tone was as soft as a breeze blowing by his ears, "Who created you?"

Cloning by anyone is strictly prohibited under the High Law of the Empire.

A cold air lingered all over Yan Tao's body.

cold.

Extremely cold.

Her smiling eyebrows and eyes are deeply scary at this moment.

"……we do not know……"

They start out consciously and are always doing one thing.

Learn a person's demeanor, learn a person's words, learn a person's way of doing things.

Until a duel, the strongest person is selected.

These failed products of them should naturally be scrapped.

Useless things don't need to exist.

Unexpectedly, after they died, they retained their consciousness.

Only, no one can see them.

Except for each other.

It seems to have survived in another way, but they don't know the meaning of living like this.

The only thing that can be done seems to be to follow the one who survived.

"...What a lunatic."

Yan Tao stood up slowly, turned his back to them.

For the first time, she didn't want to see her own face.

The air pressure on the boy's body was extremely low.

If there seems to be no killing intent floating out.

"...Are you trying to kill us?"

A hoarse voice floated out of the ghost's mouth.

"...We don't know why we live. It doesn't matter if we die."

A look of bewilderment appeared on Yan Tao's pale and handsome face, and he slightly raised his head to look at the only ray of light on the top of the alley.

"So, do clones also have souls?"

But, what is it that they are created?

Yan Tao's right hand suddenly swiped across the air.

The next moment, the Seven Star Sword appeared in his palm, shining with a cold light.

Yan Tao recited the Art of Controlling Ghosts, and the ethereal and mysterious mantra resounded in the alley.

The radiance of the Seven Star Sword became more and more intense.

Until, covering all the ghosts.

Yan Tao temporarily received these souls into the Seven Star Sword.

She closed her eyes slightly, her hand holding the Seven Star Sword was trembling.

Really, I really want to kill these people with a knife.

A strong killing intent accumulated in his heart, lingering.

However, they don't have a damn reason.

These people are just victims of creation.

Her hand holding the Seven Star Sword was cold.

Suddenly, Yan Tao's trembling hands were covered with warmth.

Qin Zong didn't know when he stood beside her, his phoenix eyes were filled with warmth.

"It's time to go back."

(End of this chapter)