Dry!

Sure enough, it has something to do with me.

I don't know if I should be excited.

The leader of the Angel clan is a powerful man who is infinitely close to the external realm.

Unlike the mist boy, and also from the demon Kun.

Those two people just had just stepped into a half-step transformation and at most they had understood the law of cause and effect, and they had not even understood their destiny.

However, the leader of the Angel Clan has fully understood cause and effect, realized destiny, and understood thoroughly. Even the last law of life and death is left with only one path that has not been understood.

It was easy to save her and with her help, killing the Holy Lord of the Sky.

Facing the peak period of Green Ivy, I also have the power to fight.

Now Luluo is seriously injured and can only escape with her tail between her.

But here comes the topic.

If I had been in Huawai, why didn’t anyone in Huawai know me?

I have come into contact with several people who are out of the way.

The old monk, Master Jia Dao, Ruyi, Chuji, the ninth day of the army, butterfly dance...

No one knows me.

I don’t know how big it is to transform the outside world. There are only one hundred and eight people in our confused place in this place.

I guess everyone knows when to snore and sleep.

An Qi was excited: "You are that person? Hurry up! Save the clan leader!"

Me: "How to save?"

Angel: "You ask me how to save me? Are you not the one who can save the patriarch? Why do you ask me?"

I'm full of black lines.

Paralyzed...

I am indeed the person mentioned by the patriarch, but I don’t know how to save her.

I tried it with the Ruyi Tianjue, but it didn't work with yarn.

In theory, it is OK.

The patriarch of the Angel clan had not reached the realm of transforming the outside world, and she could not resist the supernatural powers of transforming the outside world. The power of Ruyi in the Ruyi Heavenly Art can bless her.

But now it's so strange.

I can't save the clan leader by using the Ruyi Tianzhi.

What exactly should be done?

The Guizhen Immortal Sword was held in his hand, and the ancient castle was just frozen, and the endless despair and the flames turned into by the death of heart did not disappear.

The million angel phantom clones did not return to their position.

Me: "Anqi, open Wang Ling and take me in."

An Qi hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth hard, opened Wang Ling, and shouted: "Huangquan, if you dare to take the opportunity to do something, I must kill you!"

There is no such a lot of nonsense.

Angel opened the castle gate and dispersed the formations hidden on the shore, and we walked in.

The castle is empty.

In the middle, there is a crystal coffin.

I reached out to push the coffin lid.

Angel stopped me: "You...what are you going to do?"

Me: "What does it mean?"

Angel: "This coffin is transformed from the treasure of my Angel clan. It depends entirely on this coffin to suppress the life of the patriarch. If it were opened, she would die faster. Damn it. Thinking about it now, Qianmo must have secretly opened the coffin at the beginning. Otherwise, the patriarch would have been fine for so many years, why has it been like this recently?"

Me: "Is it useful to worry about these things now? If the coffin is not opened, we can't see what's happening inside. We can only watch her fall."

Angel: "Now...isn't it frozen? Let's make a long-term plan."

Me: "Guizhen Immortal Sword, I can't last long."

Angel hesitated for a while and finally nodded.

Pushing open the coffin, there was a woman lying inside, with a lifelike face, rosy and sleeping soundly.

I frowned after just one look.

The patriarch of the Angel clan actually looks exactly the same as Angel.

It's absolutely impossible to be wrong, from top to bottom, every place, every detail, and even the hairstyle are exactly the same.

Me: "What's the situation?"

Looking at An Qi sideways, An Qi was also confused: "Why are you the same as me?"

Me: "You've never opened the coffin before?"

Angel: "I have said that the coffin is transformed from the treasure of my angel tribe. It is used to suppress and block the vitality of the clan leader so that her last vitality will not dissipate. How can it be opened!"

Me: "Are you a clan leader?"

Angel: "I... how could I be the clone of the clan leader? If I were really her clone, how could I not even have a slight memory of her? Also, if I was really her clone, even if I had no memory, the soul inheritance was ultimately the same. As with the root source, the lost supernatural powers of the angel clan, at least I should awaken. Why didn't I learn it at all?"

What she said makes some sense.

But, what the hell is that they look exactly the same?

How to explain it?

Forget it, let’s find a way to save the clan leader first.

The problem went back to the past.

Angel looked at me with a gaze: "You should save me quickly."

I looked depressed: "How to save me?"

Angel even more depressed: "You don't know how to save me, why do you want me to open the lid of the coffin?"

I'm so worried.

This is reasonable.

Although I want to see what is going on and then prescribe the right medicine.

But after seeing what is happening, I still don’t know what is happening.

Angel and I were staring at each other with big eyes.

What to do?

What exactly is going on?

At this moment, the frozen screen suddenly started again.

Endless despair and thoughts were gone, and the shadows of the clan leader's clones were burning wildly again.

Angel was very anxious: "Hurry! Hurry! Huangquan, what are you doing!"

Yes, something must be done.

I saw those phantoms flying out of the patriarch's mouth.

Don't talk nonsense, just tamper first.

I reached out and gambled towards her mouth.

Hey!

Awesome, effective.

The phantom did not appear anymore.

Angel breathed a long sigh of relief.

But the good times didn't last long. Before I could finish my breath, a whirlpool slowly emerged from the clan leader's left hand palm.

In the vortex, the phantom of the clone suddenly rushed out again.

It's so terrifying.

Thousands of them emerge in one second.

Wow, like a jet.

I quickly grabbed her palm.

The vortex touched me and stabilized again.
To be continued...