There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Adventure?

It is indeed a bit risky!

First of all, there is a problem in using the method of summoning the Red Emperor.

As the saying goes, it is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. The problem is how to send the Red Emperor away. What if He is unwilling to return to the Sun God Palace and unwilling to fall into a long sleep, and must forcibly pick peaches when the time is not ripe?

The so-called picking peaches means taking away Nie Wushuang's body.

Although Nie Wushuang has set up many cordons for this, there are countless Dharma clones for the Red Emperor to descend, so as to prevent the main body from being taken away.

The question is, are these precautions really useful?

That is the Red Emperor, the former Emperor of Heaven, the only avenue in the past. Even if it is just a trace of residual soul, it is not an existence that Nie Wushuang can guess and speculate.

The second problem is relatively simple.

That is, this chessboard space plus the Demon-breaking Palace in the endless void, two layers of protection, can cover up the breath of the Red Emperor?

If the breath is leaked out and detected by some powerful people.

Trouble is inevitable!

This is not controlling the three-legged golden crow, performing Taiyi and other skills related to the Red Emperor, this is directly asking the Red Emperor's soul to descend on the body.

It is difficult to avoid the huge energy aura overflowing.

Can the two layers of the secret realm block the aura from leaking out?

Nie Wushuang couldn't explain it clearly.

Unfortunately, he had no choice.

If there was a choice, he would definitely not choose this method to meet the enemy.

To deal with a half-step sword saint like the gourd Taoist, even his strength is not inferior to that of the sword saint, many methods are useless.

Whether it is sword cultivation, controlling the three-legged golden crow, borrowing the power of the peach lady, or martial arts cultivation...

They are not the opponent's opponent.

Even if several Dharma clones are summoned to fight in a group, even if they cooperate with each other as tacitly as one person (originally one person), there is no way to form a situation where the majority overwhelms the minority, and they will be broken by the gourd Taoist with one sword.

Here, it is better to be specialized than to be diverse!

Asking the Red Emperor to descend, this is Nie Wushuang's only choice!

Only in this way can we be sure to deal with the Taoist Gourd Master!

Originally, Nie Wushuang's Dharma clones were all the same as his original appearance. Even after six or seven years, they still maintained the appearance of entering the Shangjing Huafu at the age of seventeen. Every clone was like this.

However, this clone that attracted the arrival of the Red Emperor.

Although it still looked like Nie Wushuang at the age of seventeen, the aura permeated by the Dharma was different from Nie Wushuang himself. It was completely another person.

The cause and effect between him and Nie Wushuang seemed to have been cut off by an invisible hand.

No!

The cause and effect still existed, not cut off.

It was temporarily blocked by a powerful force.

The cause and effect between the original body and the clone was not a product of this world and was not bound by the laws of this universe. Although the power of the Red Emperor was strong, it could only be temporarily blocked and could not be completely cut off.

If it could be cut off, it would be effortless for Him to seize this Dharma clone for his own use.

In other words, the protective fence set up by Nie Wushuang between countless clones was useless.

This is not the case now, because the cause and effect between the clone and the original body have not been cut, which means that the guardrail is useful.

This move is not too risky.

Of course, if the time is extended, the residual soul of the Red Emperor will be completely revived.

That is another matter.

The Dharma clone stretched out his fingers and picked up the flying crystal like picking a flower. The flying sword that could even cut the secret space did not move between Nie Wushuang's Dharma clone's fingers, and all its vitality sank.

A swimming fish turned into a lifelike fish prop.

There was a sword spirit on the flying sword, and the sword spirit was unwilling to be bound. Even in the face of the violent and domineering breath of the Red Emperor, it still chose to struggle, jumped out of the flying sword, and flew towards the panicked and desperate gourd Taoist.

Ordinary cultivators could not detect the breath of the Red Emperor at all.

They could not feel His terror. For example, the existence of Gourd Taoist, who had already stepped into the gate of Sword Saint, could clearly sense the terror of the Red Emperor. It was a huge phantom from outside the Nine Heavens.

Even the Purple Mansion...

Even the Purple Mansion on the top of the mountains would tremble under this breath.

"You..."

The Gourd Taoist stared at Nie Wushuang, and his voice was gone as soon as he spoke.

The sword spirit jumped out, landed in his forehead, and escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness, seemingly escaping a disaster.

However...

The Dharma clone flicked his finger lightly.

"Pop..."

A light sound.

A red dot appeared on the forehead of Gourd Taoist.

The red dot turned into a faint red light, which spread out in an instant, and Gourd Taoist's body burned like a human torch.

Behind him, the huge black cloud that was fighting with the Three-legged Golden Crow also burned instantly, like a fire cloud spreading across the horizon in the summer evening.

The thousands of flying swords that flew towards the withered and flourishing tree also burned up, like red fish swimming, and turned into nothingness in an instant.

The dazzling red illuminated this secret realm.

Under the impact of this powerful energy, the secret realm began to collapse.

The strange withered and flourishing tree that dared to fight with the Taoist gourd now bent down, and thousands of branches converged. With a whoosh, it shrank up and was no longer a towering tree, but a small grass with leaves in black and white checkerboard patterns.

Black represents withered, white represents life...

It took the initiative to fly in front of Nie Wushuang and landed on the eyebrows of a clone, like a puppy driven by fear into the arms of its owner.

Easily dealing with the Taoist priest of the Calabash, a great power who had stepped into the threshold of the Sword Saint with half of his body, the Dharma clone with the breath of the Red Emperor turned around and looked at Nie Wushuang.

The causal line between them still existed, looming.

In fact, Nie Wushuang could use this causal line to snatch the control of the Dharma clone from the Red Emperor.

However, he did not do so.

Instead, he quietly floated in the air, his sight and the Dharma clone met in the void. Although the person opposite was his true appearance, in his perception, it was another person, a ball of fire, a ray of light, and a magnificent and domineering...

He waited...

Suddenly, the burning flames in the sky dissipated.

The shaking secret realm that was about to split stabilized again, and the Dharma clone who looked at Nie Wushuang smiled slightly.

Then, he escaped into the void.

The thought sank into the sea of ​​consciousness. In the Sun God Palace, under the Fusang tree, the residual soul of the Red Emperor had closed his eyes and fell into a long sleep again.

Nie Wushuang let out a long breath.

His legs felt weak, so he sat down hurriedly.

A Dharma clone walked in front of him, with a little green light between the eyebrows of the Dharma clone. It was the true spirit of the Lord of the Secret Realm, the Withered Tree.

Scared by the Red Emperor, the Withered Tree raised his hands obediently.

Now, Nie Wushuang can control the Withered Tree through the Dharma clone, and also gain control of the chessboard space in disguise.

The next moment, a ray of clear light was generated, sending him out of the chessboard.

Back to the Demon Breaking Hall, the chessboard in front of him had disappeared and was taken back by the Withered Tree.

As for Su Yujin and the other two, they were still immersed in their own illusions, but even if they couldn't get out, there was no danger to their lives.

Nie Wushuang could help them leave.

However, Nie Wushuang didn't do that.

He let them wander in the illusion. If they could get out by themselves, there would be many benefits. If he helped them, there would be no danger to their lives, but there would be no benefits.

Then wait a little longer...