"how about it?"
Su Lang smiled faintly, "Do you feel like you have broken through?"
Xianyang Wusheng nodded fiercely: "Yes... the slave broke through!"
"It is my clone that you robbed."
"This is a very magical means of avatar."
"The realm and combat power of my clone will always be in sync with me. As long as I break through, you can break through."
"This kind of thing will happen many times, and the time is very, very short. The next breakthrough will probably only take an afternoon."
"And no matter what the martial arts realm, my practice time is very short."
Su Lang carried his hands on his back and looked at Xianyang Wusheng with a smile, "Do you know what this means?"
"This--!!"
Xianyang Wusheng opened his mouth wide, and said in disbelief, "This means that the slaves can also break through with the master without practicing, and the speed of cultivation is against the sky!!"
It's really bright!
Xianyang Wusheng originally thought he was about to break the road of cultivation.
You must make up for the soul of the soul before you can find another object and change your body to practice.
But now, he can actually cultivate!
The most important thing is that his cultivation speed has become extremely against the sky.
Even his original plan was no surprise, allowing him to successfully obtain a superb body.
The cultivation speed of his Xianyang Martial Saint would definitely not be so against the sky.
The journey of martial arts depends on time in many places, and even if he has rich experience, there are still many obstacles that he cannot overcome.
But after he restores his cultivation base to the peak, he still has to face the Wuxian Tianmo that was like a moat that day.
But now, he doesn't need to do anything, any realm can be broken in just a short time!
Not to mention the Wuxian Tianmo, the Wudi Tianmo is like a fake!
The realm of Emperor Wu, that was a realm he couldn't even think of before!
At this moment.
Xianyang Wusheng thought of that sentence again
——Blessings come and blessings lie on, blessings come and misfortunes!
Although he took the wrong place, he took Su Lang's clone and became a slave.
But it has unexpectedly gained such terrible benefits!
"Ha ha."
"The benefits of being a slave to me, you already know very well if you want to come."
Su Romance smiled carelessly, "But I warn you, as long as you dare to disobey a little bit, I will let you die immediately."
"Don't dare to be a slave!"
"Xia Nuding serves the master wholeheartedly!"
Xianyang Wusheng knelt on the ground with a plop and kept knocking his head.
Compared to the sadness of being forced to kneel down and kowtow before, he was so happy that he was about to take off!
"Ha ha."
"It depends on your performance."
Su Lang smiled faintly, then turned and walked outside the fairy palace.
"Boom!"
Xianyang Wusheng knocked his head fiercely again, then got up, bent over and followed Su Lang.
As he walked out, several thoughts emerged in Su Lang's mind.
The clone will not be sentenced to death if it is seized.
This is a very beneficial rule!
If you have a suitable candidate in the future, you can let him seize his clone and get the speed of cultivation against the sky!
The world is so big, there is definitely more than one ancient martial artist like Xianyang Wusheng.
Maybe, somewhere in the knot, there is a lingering Martial Emperor hiding!
Came outside the fairy palace.
Su Lang looked around and found that Yaochi Yiran and others were still there.
At the same time, Yaochi Yiran and others also discovered Su Lang.
"They are out!"
"Su Lang got the inheritance of Xianyang Wusheng!"
"The Xianyang Martial Saint who is suspected of having taken the avatar of Su Lang, is following the evildoer respectfully!"
"It seems that he is convincingly following the evildoer, with a happy smile on his face!"
"My God, what happened?"
"..."
The people of the Chiri Saint Clan and the Tianyun Saint Clan looked at Su Lang, and their minds were full of thoughts.
At the same time, they dispersed back vigilantly.
After all, everyone has always been an enemy!
"Go, kill those muscular bald heads and yellow-haired warriors."
Su Lang waved his hand blankly and gave the order indifferently.
"Slave to follow orders!"
Xianyang Wusheng bowed his orders and rushed out immediately!
"Run away!!"
"They killed it!"
"..."
The crowd, who had been extremely vigilant, scattered like a group of mice.