Divine Conspiracy: Starting from adding points to the strongest on the surface

"It's really amazing." The five words that Fan Wu suddenly said at this moment made the people behind him stunned for a moment.

Because this was the first time they heard such a sentence from Fan Wu, it was really unbelievable.

Because in the impression of these people, no matter what kind of enemy Fan Wudao encounters, he will just think that the other party is interesting.

No matter if you encounter a demon or an evil god, you will behave like this and you won't feel how powerful the other person is at all.

But at this time, they heard the word "powerful" from Taoist Fan Wu's mouth, which was the first time in history!

The reason why Fan Wu said such a sentence was because even though he was still outside the Imperial Preceptor's residence, even though there were many obstacles, he could still see a piece of attribute information inside that was particularly eye-catching, particularly bright red, and special. Conspicuous!

[A clone of the Immortal Lord of Misfortune—Life: 100,000—Strength: 800—Skills...]

Unless Fan Wu is blind, it is impossible for him to not see such attribute information.

Except for those existences full of question marks, this is the existence with the most outrageous [Fate] attribute that Fan Wu has ever seen in his life. The [Fate] attribute that has just reached 100,000 points is so eye-catching.

Moreover, the opponent's [Strength] attribute is not ordinary, it is simply ridiculously high. The [Strength] attribute of up to 800 points is enough to crush the Sanqing Demon Lord!

I'm afraid Sanqing Demon Lord...can't withstand a few moves in front of this existence!

Maybe this person can kill three of them just by giving one of them a slap in the face!

No wonder Sanqing Demon Lord has such respect for this national master of the Shangwu Dynasty. It turns out that the strength gap between the two sides is so huge.

The reason why Fan Wu was sure that the other party was the Imperial Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty was naturally because besides the Imperial Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty, who else could be the most powerful person in the Imperial Preceptor's residence?

The Immortal Lord of Misfortune...

A strange word appeared in Fan Wu's eyes, which suddenly reminded him of the devious Taoist Immortal he had encountered.

Just saying the clone is so powerful, so how terrifying is the other party's true body?

What kind of relationship do these two so-called immortals have? Do they know each other?

Or are the two parties actually the same person?

Why did the other party choose to appear as a human in the Shangwu Dynasty and become the national advisor of the Shangwu Dynasty?

Questions popped up in Fan Wu's mind one after another, but he was not particularly obsessed with these questions. If he didn't know, he just didn't know, and it wasn't a big deal.

"Immortal Misfortune..." murmuring these four words and recalling some of the things that the other party had secretly manipulated before, Fan Wu thought for a while and said to the people behind him: "You don't have to follow me in. You'd better go in with me." You can run as far as you want. If conditions permit, you can call on people nearby to escape together."

"Otherwise, Pindao, I'm not sure whether I can save your lives. What's next is not something you can get involved with, nor is it something you can get close to."

Every word Fan Wu said at this moment was very calm, but when it fell in the ears of Yun Jiuqing and others, it was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky!

hiss!

They couldn't help but gasped, because no one expected to hear such words from Daoist Fan Wu.

"Brother Fan Wu, is that..." Just when Yan Dahu was about to ask something, he suddenly found that his arm was grabbed by his brother Yan Dalong.

Yan Dalong looked like the sky was falling and said hurriedly: "Idiot, stop talking. Brother Fan Wu told us to run, so let's run away! Damn it, do you still want to question Brother Fan Wu?"

After all, among the two brothers, Yan Dalong is the more rational and smarter.

When Fan Wu said those words, Yan Dalong had already realized that something was wrong.

Being able to make Fan Wu say such words, Yan Dalong felt that the additional battle was indeed not something they could get involved in. Maybe just a little bit of the aftermath of the battle could kill them all!

In fact, Yun Jiuqing and Xing Fengzi, the two people who knew Fan Wu best, were the fastest. They took Tianji Coffin and Lao Qingniu without saying a word and ran away.

On the contrary, the two brothers Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, as well as Bai Sheng, were the slowest runners. Fortunately, Fan Wu did not rush into the Imperial Master's residence, but gave them a chance to stay away from this place.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the Imperial Master's residence. That voice pierced Fan Wu's eardrums: "Hahaha, you are indeed the famous Prisoner of the Dragon Guard Fan Wu. He can actually tell the difference between the Imperial Master and the Imperial Master at a glance." Isn’t it simple?”

"My master thought that people like you wouldn't care about the lives of those idle people, but I didn't expect that you do care about it. Hahaha! Does this mean you have caught a weakness in yours?"

The Imperial Master of the Shangwu Dynasty did not pursue Yun Jiuqing and others. It seemed that in his eyes, those people were not important, the important thing was Fan Wu.

Fan Wu smiled. Faced with such an existence whose attribute value was almost off the charts, there was no worry on his face: "If you think this is a weakness of me, then you can give it a try."

"Hahahaha! Interesting!" After the Shangwu Dynasty's Imperial Master burst out laughing, the door to the Imperial Master's residence suddenly opened automatically, revealing a path inside.

Seeing the scope of this scene, I didn't worry about any ambush inside, so I just walked in.

Walking inside, Fan Wu found that the Imperial Master's residence was empty, with no one at all.

Oh, the only being who can barely be called a human being may be the national advisor of the Shangwu Dynasty.

Following such a path, Fan Wu passed through buildings and finally found the backyard of the Imperial Preceptor's residence.

The backyard of the mansion looks poetic and elegant, with a small artificially dug lake inside.

There is a pavilion in the lake, and there is a long bridge connecting the pavilion in the lake. There is a person sitting in the pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Wangdao's voice sounded again: "I have sent away all the servants in the mansion. You and I are the only two people left in the entire mansion."

"And... the moment you walked into the mansion, I smelled a... somewhat familiar smell from your body."

Shi Wangdao, who was in the pavilion, held a cup of tea in his hand and asked: "What is your relationship with that guy? Why is there her breath?"

"Oh?" Fan Wu said with a smile: "The guy you are talking about, shouldn't he be called the Immortal Master of the Art of Deception, right?"

"Indeed." Shi Wangdao nodded frankly.

In the tone of both parties, there was no trace of respect for the devious Taoist Immortal.

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