The clone's resurrection from the dead shocked Xiao Ling's heart. It was obviously just a ray of thought, or just a ray of obsession. It had been dispelled by him, how could it be condensed and formed again? Could it be that he had no idea about this field?

Was his understanding wrong? Or was his estimation wrong, and he underestimated the tenacity of this thought?

Xiao Ling looked at this domineering avatar in yellow robes with surprise and uncertainty, and had thousands of thoughts and conjectures in his mind.

This clone does not seem to be the same person as the clone just now. It seems that he has changed his identity. The clone just now can be said to be another him, but this clone...

Xiao Ling narrowed her eyes, a cold light flashed over her, and she shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

The yellow-robed clone smiled lightly but did not lose his majesty: "I am you, I am the master of this world."

"Are you here to stop me too?" Xiao Ling sneered. No matter whether this yellow-robed clone is the same person as the one just now, there is no way to prevent him from breaking through to the rear realm of heaven and taking over this realm.

"I have been waiting for you here for thousands of years, just to wait for you to come back and let us reorganize this world. This is my long-cherished wish. How can I stop you?" The yellow-robed clone is still smiling, and its majesty has not diminished.

"Thousands of years? Us?" Xiao Ling's murderous intention was mostly eliminated by this sentence, and he suddenly fell into doubt.

"Yes, we, I am you, you are me, we are the masters of this world. This place has been severely damaged and needs to be reorganized. As long as you and I become one, combining your skills and my telekinesis, we can

Can master the power to control this world.

Complete this world." The eyes of the yellow-robed clone flashed with excitement, scolding Fang Qiu, and telling his grand blueprint, "As long as I have control of this world, I will make it a real end of the world, and make it a place truly far away from the world.

The kingdom of heaven in troubled times.”

"Xuanyuan Huangdi?" Xiao Ling was quite surprised when she thought of the identity of this clone.

"I am Gongsun Xuanyuan, and I am also you. You and I are one, and you are the other me who I have been waiting for thousands of years to finally wait for you to come back and complete our grand blueprint for dominance with me. Come on, we have been separated for thousands of years,

We should all be complete, and only complete souls can control this world." The yellow-robed clone opened its arms, as if welcoming him back into his arms.

"Complete soul?" Xiao Ling was stunned. Chi You's resentment once said that he was only a bloodline inheritor with half a soul. Is it true that his soul was not complete as he said?

"Are you transformed by my thoughts, or by the Yellow Emperor's thoughts? Or, are you transformed by half of the Yellow Emperor's soul?" Xiao Ling began to wonder, Xuanyuan Huangdi was not completely dead, and even Chi You had resentments left behind. Will the Yellow Emperor

Will his obsession remain? Is this his obsession? He dreams of creating an otherworldly world, but

Before the dream was realized, he and Chi You died together. So, this dream, this idea turned into obsession, waiting for the arrival of the bloodline inheritor, merging with him, and continuing to fulfill his dream? Or maybe, this is something in his bloodline

The hidden meaning and obsession were nurtured by his thoughts and turned into the current Xuanyuan Huangdi clone?

"I am you, the master of this world. As long as you know this, that's enough." The yellow-robed clone replied slowly.

If he is Huang Di's obsession, what should I do? Fusion with him to make the soul complete? Impossible. Once merged, he will no longer be Xiao Ling, or a combination of Xiao Ling and Huang Di, or Huang Di's rebirth.

If you don't integrate, how can you control this world? If you don't control this world, how can you leave? How can you give Bai Ran and the others a world of their own?

This is indeed his inner calamity, a calamity that tests his will and perfects his state of mind.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for thousands of years, and finally I can't wait for this day. I can't wait. Let's become whole together and complete this great dream." The yellow-robed clone was no longer calm and said to Xiao emotionally.

Ling took a step forward.

Xiao Ling just frowned and hesitated for a while, then curled her lips and smiled lightly: "But this is just your dream, not mine."

Whether it was transformed by his thoughts or by Huang Di's obsession, this clone was just another opponent of his, but it could not stop him. The benefits of merging with him did not tempt him.

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Xiao Ling's words made the Huangpao clone startled, and then he was confused: "Isn't this your dream?"

"You are not me. You are just a ray of obsession. Your thoughts cannot replace mine. To put it bluntly, you are just a small resistance for me to reach the top and control this world. No wonder I have already

I have eliminated the inner calamity just now, but the ninth calamity has not been completed yet. It turns out that the calamity just now was to improve me.

Skill, and this calamity is to perfect my state of mind." Xiao Ling's doubts were all eliminated, and the doubts in his eyes were replaced by heroism and determination. Regardless of whether he was really just a person with an incomplete soul, he would not choose to be with this obsession.

Once the thoughts are fused, he will be affected by this obsession and will no longer be his original Xiao Ling.

"You are not willing to merge with me and rebuild this world together?" The Huangpao clone's serious excitement and enthusiasm also cooled down and became filled with a deep coldness.

"Not only will I not be able to fuse with you, I will also destroy you to perfect my state of mind and make my artistic conception complete." Xiao Ling has already had murderous intentions. Since he has already killed one clone, what's the point of killing another one? Kill him.

He can enhance the artistic conception. If he doesn't kill, he won't be able to control this world. What to do, the answer is ready to come out.

"Destroy me?" The yellow-robed clone snorted, and then sneered disdainfully, "Without me, how would you be today? Now you actually tell me that you don't want to complete my dream with me, and you want to destroy me?"

"The dead should not be forced to stay. You should have gone back to the ruins a long time ago, but because of a ray of obsession, you have been waiting here for thousands of years. Today, let me help you get rid of it.

"Xiao Ling stretched out her right hand, Yang Jianxi and the sword were in her hand, and the whole chaotic world trembled.

Xiao Ling had not expected this turn of events, and the yellow-robed clone was slightly startled. He looked at the ancient sword in his hand, and then sneered: "Xihe? Do you think you can destroy me with it? It was originally mine.

Weapon, do you think he will cause harm to me?"

"What you said happened thousands of years ago. Its current host is me, so it only takes orders from me. You already belong to the past and cannot affect it. If you don't believe it, try it and you will know." Xiao Lingguan

The true energy was stronger than Xi He's, Xi He's sword shone with golden light, and the Chaos Realm trembled even more fiercely.

The yellow-robed clone was not afraid, and smiled lightly: "Just try it, I was worried that without Xi and Wangshu, I wouldn't be able to reorganize this world, but now that you have brought Xihe, then

It couldn't be better. Since Xihe is in your hands, Wangshu will definitely not be able to leave. The dream of reorganizing this world will not be in vain and will be realized soon." At the end of the sentence, his eyes were filled with madness and excitement again.

Xiao Ling remained silent and raised the Xihe Sword high. The Xihe Sword shone brightly in the chaos, causing the chaotic world to tremble violently. The Xihe Sword also made a whining sound. He swung the sword towards the head and neck of the yellow-robed clone.

The yellow-robed clone didn't believe that Xi He would really hurt him, so it didn't dodge or fight back. It just looked at Xi He with a smile and used its thoughts to drive it to stop. The sword light flashed, Xiao Ling held Xi He and stood calmly.

The yellow-robed clone's face was full of disbelief, and he was so shocked that he murmured to himself: "How could this happen? I am Xihe's real master, how could it hurt me? How could it not be under my control?"

Xiao Ling answered calmly with his sword: "As I said just now, you are in the past. Its current host is me. You no longer exist in its memory. If I want to destroy you, of course it will not refuse."

"I am already in the past? I am already in the past? My dream has become the past? No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." The yellow-robed clone yelled, splitting his body into two, and in the echo of the scream, his

The body collapses and disappears into thin air.

Xiao Ling watched as the ray of thought in front of him finally passed and he was relieved. He said goodbye to him calmly: "The loss that should pass away, the arrival that should come. You have been shackled by this obsession for thousands of years. Now, you should be freed.

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The yellow-robed clone dissipated, and no new clones were born. Xiao Ling looked at the Xihe sword that was trembling slightly in his hand, as if he felt some kind of call. He recalled the words of the yellow-robed clone in his ears, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

The expression of enlightenment: "Yang means Xihe, Yin means Wangshu, and Yin and Yang are determined by controlling the north and the south. It turns out it is not just a legend, it turns out that is the case."

When the doubts in his heart were answered, he was not elated, but just smiled plainly, because everything was logical and natural, and there was nothing worthy of his joy. Putting away the Xihe sword, he shouted softly: "The third of the Taoist Nine Tribulations.

The nine kalpas are the tribulations of the mind. One kalpa improves the skill, and the other perfects the state of mind. Now I have broken both kalpas, my skill has reached, my artistic conception has been completed, the Taoist nine kalpas have been completed, and the heavenly realm has been perfected. I can do it!"

Following this soft shout, he opened his arms and looked up to the sky. He chanted, and his body was filled with light. His whole body was coated with a layer of silver-purple fluorescence, which was dazzling. Outside this layer of silver-purple fluorescence, there was a layer of

Silver-purple body-protecting aura, on this layer of silver-purple aura, there seems to be words flowing, which are ancient Chinese characters on it.

It is the inner method of practicing the protective aura circle. At this point, his protective aura circle has truly reached perfection and is truly flawless. Outside the silver-purple protective aura circle, there is a layer of blue-purple

Thunder and lightning flashed and flickered outside his body, coiling and shining like a thunder dragon coiling outside this layer of aura and sitting on top of it.

On his forehead, the Xuanwu totem shines in the chaos. The three layers of fluorescence outside his body are the only halo in this chaotic world. The Xuanwu totem is the most dazzling star in this chaotic world.

In the dragon's roar that echoed through the sky, Xiao Ling's body suddenly turned into countless photons. The brilliance was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes and couldn't see his figure clearly. These countless photons formed a golden dragon and soared into the sky.

,circling

Above the chaos, it breaks through the clouds, shatters the void, and dominates the sky. The golden dragon hovers above the chaos, and the chaotic mist around it rolls violently. There are lightning and thunder in this world, and strong winds, as if it is going to destroy this world of chaos.

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