Chapter 219

Elder Li feels that his thinking is also becoming slow and rigid, but looking at the middle-aged man who has gradually changed his appearance, he suddenly comes up with an idea: "imitating killing jade!"

It's extremely rare. It has not been seen for many years and is generally considered extinct.

Users, after killing a certain target in a certain period of time, can make their own flesh and blood vigorous Qi to simulate the target killed by it.

The middle-aged man is not the lineage of Guangcheng mountain, but the talent that elder Li searched for himself. He has been following him for many years, loyal and even saved his life.

But today, the other side reveals its tusks and stabs it!

What makes Li Changlao more surprised is that there is clearly a greater plot in the other side's words.

He killed himself by imitating the jade. In a short period of time, he can pretend to be himself. Even if he breathes his breath, as long as he doesn't fight, he can't be distinguished by other generalists.

"Yao Mountain... " Elder Li wanted to shout, but he found that he could not make a sound.

In front of him, his accomplishments far exceed his past impression!

He can only look at each other, a little bit into their own appearance, lifelike appearance.

Yao Shan, who has changed into elder Li, smiled: "please rest assured that I have been with you for so long. I can learn about 90% of your habits, styles, actions and tone of voice. No one else can see the flaws."

"As for why I disappeared..." Yao Shan said as he took out a miniature bag.

The miniature bag opens, and a figure jumps out. Li Changlao stares, and there is another Yao mountain in front of him.

Yao Shan said with a smile, "it's not like killing jade. It's my companion. He's easy to look like me. He's familiar with my habits and won't show any flaws."

"What's more, compared with you, I don't look much. As long as I don't go missing for no reason or intentionally attract people's attention, no one else will care about me."

"I kill you with little movement. Although there is vigorous Qi fluctuation, it's very common. We drive away the strange animals in the desert. We have to fight."

Elder Li's eyes are still wide open, but life has left him.

Yao Shan smiled: "I've had a good time with you before. You'd better go all the way."

After that, I will sort out the things of elder Li, transfer them to myself, and then put the body of elder Li into the miniature bag.

Put away the miniature bag. Yao Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan Shan.

One by one, like the real elder Li and Yao Shan, they continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

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In front of the stone pillar, Yan Zhaoge stood with his hand in his hand and looked at the pattern on the stone pillar carefully: "I didn't read it wrong. It was indeed a pillar of the temple in the past. It fell here after it was broken."

Looking at the broken stone pillars, Yan Zhaoge fell into deep thought: "the broken traces are not simple, I'm afraid it's not a simple natural disaster, but a man-made disaster..."

Yan Zhaoge looked up slightly: "if it is really a man-made disaster, who is responsible for all this?"

"Then the powerful temple was destroyed. The whole heaven and earth were robbed, and almost changed. People who can do all this..."

Although some ethereal unreal, from now's own may be very far away.

But Yan Zhaoge still felt that his heart was covered with a layer of shadow, as if the mountain was on top.

This pressure may not be intuitive enough, but it is much more than the great sun emperor and Huang Guanglie.

The current situation in the eight polar world can be balanced, played games, pursued, resisted and defeated.

But the power of destroying heaven and earth, just like the power of destroying the world, if it comes again, how to get through it?

Perhaps, in the end of Yan Zhaoge's life, such a catastrophe will not come again, but perhaps, tomorrow?

Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened them again. His eyes were calm.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step." Yan Zhaoge murmured, stretched out his palm forward, and printed it on the broken porch of the temple in front of his eyes.

The vigorous Qi of Yan Zhaoge penetrates the corridor pillars of Shengong. On the broken stone pillars, there are light lines, extending along the surface lines of the pillars.

But when the crack is reached, the light lines break off and begin to dissipate, turning into light dust and floating in the air.

However, Rao is like this. There are invisible waves, which are centered on stone pillars, expanding in all directions and dispersing a lot of sandstorms.

Yan Zhaoge looks at the fracture of the stone pillar, and can't help but frown slightly.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Zhaoge enters again and injects his own vigorous Qi, and the light pattern on the stone pillar lights up again.

When the light pattern extends to the fracture again, the light suddenly becomes brighter and more concise.

The invisible and immaterial brilliance, at this moment, seems to turn into tangible things. At a slow but stable speed, it no longer depends on the stone pillars, but continues to extend in the air boom.

It contains infinite and mysterious light patterns. In the air like this, it seems that a complete stone column is twined and continues to interweave.

Coiled on the non-existent invisible stone column, the light pattern is more and more complete, and the spirit overflowing from it is more and more majestic, constantly shaking the surrounding void.

Since the broken stone column, the mysterious power mood has gradually become complete, which makes people feel elusive but shocked.

Yan Zhaoge looks attentive, but closes his eyes.

In my mind, gradually reappear, that buried in the deep memory of the existence, towering temple, standing on nine days.

The stone pillars buried in the desert suddenly began to shake.

With the vibration of the stone pillars, taking them as the center, one after another, the holy lines extended far out in the desert, and the momentum was violent.

The sand dunes around began to rise and fall violently. At this moment, the desert seemed to become an ocean with strong winds and waves.

Ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng are on the side, both of them are looking at this scene with a dignified look, and barely settle down their body shape.

Yan Zhaoge looked as usual. After a while, he took a long breath and stopped injecting his vigorous Qi into the stone pillar.

The turbulent desert is finally restored to its original state, but the light lines on the ground, like gullies and cracks, still extend in all directions.

The light lines on the stone pillars are bright, which condenses in the half air, as if to restore the broken stone pillars to the complete light lines, but also condenses in the half air, which does not dissipate.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the stone pillars and thought: "it is indeed the terrain of the western desert, which is combined together."

"In this case, if you want to pull out the stone pillars and take them away, I'm afraid you need to carry out preliminary refining in situ."

Ah Hu stood aside and suddenly moved in his heart. Turning around, he saw elder Li and some of his fighters turning back. It seemed that something had happened to report to Yan Zhaoge.