After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

Demon Yin Sect!

A sect that is always covered by black fog, built on Xuanming Mountain.

At this moment, a rainbow light flashed and rushed directly into the black fog.

In front of the giant beast-like mountain gate.

"Stop! Who is it?" A cold shout sounded, and a gloomy wind blew, but no one was seen.

"The Hundred-Faced Saint King visits the old man Gray Crow." The Hundred-Faced Saint King said expressionlessly.

"Wait a moment!"

After a moment, the light shone out, and the mountain gate slowly opened.

"Swish!"

The Hundred-Faced Saint King turned into a stream of light and rushed into the mountain gate.

Gray Peak!

The master of the peak is the old man Gray Crow.

When the disciple reported that the Hundred-Faced Saint King was visiting, he immediately flew out of the Gray Peak to greet the Hundred-Faced Saint King.

"Brother Hundred-Faced!" The old man Gray Crow laughed.

"Brother Gray Crow!" The Hundred-Faced Saint King who flew over also laughed and shouted.

After the two greeted each other outside the peak for a while, Sunrise flew into the ministers of Gray Peak.

In the hall.

Old Gray Crow had asked everyone to leave, leaving only Saint King Baimian.

"Brother Baimian, what do you want to do with me?" Old Gray Crow asked doubtfully.

"I want you to curse someone," Saint King Baimian said.

"If even Brother Baimian can't kill someone, I'm even more helpless." Old Gray Crow frowned and said.

In terms of cultivation, although they are both Saint Kings, Saint King Baimian is much stronger than him.

Saint King Baimian shook his head and said, "This person is not strong, but he is one of my juniors, so it's not easy for me to do it."

Old Gray Crow was stunned. The person Saint King Baimian wanted to curse was actually his junior. Why? He was full of confusion, but he didn't ask, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

"What cultivation?" Old Gray Crow asked.

Saint King Baimian said: "First Layer of Tatian, if you kill him, the favor you owe me will be written off.

"Okay. "The old man Gray Crow's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation.

For him, it was easy to curse a junior who was only at the First Layer of the Heavenly Realm.

And it could also offset the favors he owed.

This deal was definitely a big profit, and there was no reason not to take it.

"Do you have his blood or hair~?" asked the old man Gray Crow.

"Yes!" Saint King Baimian took out Yan Bufan's hair and gave it to the old man Gray Crow.

The old man Gray Crow took the hair and said to Saint King Baimian: "Brother Baimian, follow me."

Then the two left the hall.

After a while, the two came to a dark secret room.

The secret room was very large, and the walls and floors were engraved with all kinds of strange runes, which looked extremely evil.

In the center was a small altar made of stacked skulls.

There was a canal connected from head to tail around the altar, and the water flowing in the canal was not clear water, but blood water.

The old man Gray Crow came to a table. In addition to various puppets and straw men, there was also a black disc that looked ordinary. It looked ordinary, but in fact, it was a mysterious Saint Weapon with incredible power. The old man Gray Crow took the black disc and went to the altar. The Hundred-Faced Saint King stood quietly by the side without saying a word. After walking up to the altar, the old man Gray Crow took out several materials from the storage ring. After everything was ready, the old man Gray Crow took out Yan Bufan's hair from his body and put it on the black disc. Then, he bit his finger and blood dripped on Yan Bufan's hair. "Buzz!" A strong dim light immediately bloomed on the black disc. "The formation starts, and the cause and effect are connected." The old man Gray Crow shouted softly. As the voice fell, the runes in the secret room seemed to come alive, and they lit up and squirmed. At the same time, blood began to bubble in the canal. For a while, the storage room became gloomy and terrifying. The old man Gray Crow closed his eyes, muttered something, and began to connect Yan Bufan's cause and effect line.

After a moment.

"Hey! Strange!" Gray Crow said softly, opened his eyes, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? Can't kill him?" Saint King Baimian asked doubtfully.

"Don't worry, I don't care about a small stepping heaven realm. Killing him is as easy as stepping on an ant." Gray Crow said lightly.

"No? Then what happened?" Saint King Baimian was stunned.

"Are you sure that the person you want to kill is still alive?" Gray Crow asked.

"Of course!" Saint King Baimian said very sure.

"Then why can't I find the causal line, or this hair has no connection with the person you want to kill." Gray Crow said.

"This is impossible." Saint King Baimian rejected.

The old man frowned tightly, looked at the hair in the black disc and said: "I'll try again." Then, the old man closed his eyes again. Weapon Refining Pavilion, Forging Court, Site 66. "AJAJAJAJ......" "OJOJOJOJ...... The sound of iron hammering continued, Yan Bufan was refining artefacts. He noticed the first time the old man wanted to connect his cause and effect. Although his original body was extremely weak, his clones were terrifying existences that could destroy the Ancient Clan with one palm and kick over the Sacred Land with one foot, making countless creatures tremble. Phoenix Immortal Flame Clone! Immortal Lotus Heart-Destroying Flame Clone! God-Destroying Void Flame Clone! Dark Curse Nether Flame Clone! All of Yan Bufan's clones, no matter what they were doing, all stopped, and pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the Demon Yin Sect. Finally, Yan Bufan also stopped the hammer and looked in the direction of the Demon Yin Sect. "||Don't know what's the danger!" Yan Bufan suddenly showed a wicked smile. All his clones also made the same movements and said the same words. At the same time. Demon Yin Sect. Gray Peak. In the secret room. "Found it. "Old Gray Crow said.

When Saint King Baimian heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. No matter how good your Talent is, as long as you don't grow up, you will be wiped out in an instant in front of absolute strength.

In the darkness, Old Gray Crow found Yan Bufan's causal line.

The causal line is golden, very long, and there is no end in sight.

Just when he was happy about it and wanted to connect and cast the spell of killing.

Another causal line emerged in the darkness.

"Two!" Old Gray Crow was stunned. What's going on (good)?

Just then, the third causal line emerged.

"The third one???" Old Gray Crow was stunned and couldn't understand.

Then!

The fourth one!

The fifth one!

The sixth one!

Old Gray Crow looked at the causal lines that kept emerging and was completely dumbfounded. Why can a person have so many causal lines?

Old Gray Crow quickly came back to his senses.

He didn't forget what he was doing.

He looked at the causal line claw coldly.

No matter how many there are, it can't change. This is from a person whose cultivation is only at the level of stepping on the sky. The fact that the First Layer juniors.

"Maybe this person is carrying a causal treasure, which caused this phenomenon." The old man Gray Crow guessed secretly in his heart.

He didn't believe that someone could really have multiple causal lines. In addition, at the beginning, he couldn't find Yan Bufan's causal line, which made him feel more and more that this was possible.

The old man Gray Crow didn't think about it any more.

At this moment, killing people is important to avoid unexpected changes. .