Su Mu was really amused when he heard Xiao Xiao's nonsense.

This feeling is as ridiculous as a little boy who enjoys the package package of the eighty-year-old rich woman saying that he is actually the richest man in the world.

Perhaps sensing Su Mu's contempt, Xiaofeng smiled lightly and said, "Summer insects are indescribable, how can a frog at the bottom of a well know the vastness of the sky and the depth of the sea.

You know this is just a projection of mine. "

Su Mu's heart was shocked. If what Xiao said was true, then the overall power of the ancient beast world might be far stronger than he imagined!

"Although projection and avatar are two different techniques, in the final analysis they are all a projection of the power of the main body. The power that my avatar can actually exert is less than one-third of the power of the main body. The projection of the ancient beast world Mystery should be more mature than my clone, and the strength gap between the projection and the main body will not be as big as the difference between me and the clone.

But on the other hand, none of their bodies can pass through the space channel, and they can only rely on projection, so their strength must also be strong to a certain extent. "

Su Mu's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart: "My name is Su Mu, not Conan, so I can encounter any kind of bad luck!"

This is not right, firstly there is a space channel connecting the world where the Germination Tribe is, and after finally smoothing it out, there is another moth like this in the Ferocious Beast Mountain Range here.

It is really a person sitting at home, and the disaster comes from the sky.

It is true that if there is a complete world connected behind the space channel, once it can be properly developed, the benefits that can be obtained from it are difficult to estimate.

But everything has two sides. If you don't have enough strength to participate in this kind of thing, you are asking for a dead end.

"Is everything you said true?"

Su Mu used his spiritual sense to transmit the voice.

Xiao and Su Mu come from two different worlds, and of course it is impossible for them to speak the same language. The previous communication was all transmitted by spiritual consciousness.

Xiao didn't answer, but just looked at Su Mu indifferently without saying a word.

The corners of Su Mu's mouth curled up slightly, and sometimes he answered without answering.

His previous plan has to be changed by one or two: "I have to complete the suicide as soon as possible, give my feedback to the main body, let the main body take it easy, don't kill them all, at least capture a commander alive and pry out some useful information It is."

"The strength of the opponent's body is unknown, and whether there are other means is also unknown. We can't leave directly after the clone dies like before, or we may be captured by the opponent." Su Mu's thoughts flew quickly, and he quickly thought of a solution. .

"your choice?"

Su Mu straightened his back, and kicked back with his non-existent eyes wide open. You stare with a hammer, but your eyeballs are the biggest?

"I choose...hey shit you, Pujie boy!" Su Mu breathed out the fragrance, purifying the dirty air.

As soon as he said that, he went to Fengbi without looking back, and ran away after scolding, exciting!

Although Xiao didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, he still clearly felt the malice contained in them. He looked at Su Mu with dead eyes, and said coldly: "Congratulations...you have successfully angered me. Yes! You will pay for your words! Bugs!"

Before the words fell, the dark storm began to shrink violently, and the space around the upper and lower sides was completely frozen. Su Mu was frozen in it like a bug trapped in amber. He could only watch helplessly as the storm kept approaching, helpless.