Chapter 1822： More than ninety quasi-primary clones!

"The donor is... the ancestor?"

"Hmph, why do you pretend to be an ancestor and break into my Xiyun Star Territory without fear of death?"

The abbot Tongtian held a Jiudu Zen stick, and his black face was indifferent.

Tongtian Temple ruled the Xiyun Star Territory, so naturally he knew what Su Lang looked like, because he had seen and destroyed too many statues of Su Lang.

Behind him, the fifteen quasi-too junior powerhouses obviously did not believe that Su Lang was the ancestor.

They all thought that Su Lang was hiding his head and showing his tail, so they were disdainful, unleashing a terrifying aura and pressing down on Su Lang!

If it is an ordinary quasi-prime, facing the aura of sixteen enemies of the same level, the guard will be jealous, even cold sweat.

However, Su Lang was still calm and calm, his gaze fell far away to the stars in the Xiyun Star Region.

He seems to have heard countless Buddha names, but there are sorrowful crying and unwilling grievances hidden in the Buddha names.

"Relative to the Linglian Star Territory."

"Almost all of the surviving in the Xiyun Star Territory are human beings of mixed blood. At this time, the death of death is the slave of the slave..."

Su Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light burst out.

"Can the donor not hear the poor monk speaking?"

"It seems that the donor lacks the root of wisdom and needs to take refuge in my Buddhism and comprehend the truth!"

Seeing that Su Lang did not speak, the abbot Tongtian made his voice even more forested, and his whole body exuded a trace of twisting force.

Nun Ben-hwan and other quasi-tai were motionless at first.

In their view, it was easy for Abbot Tongtian to clean up the opponent, and they did not need to act.

however!

"Tongtian Temple, died today!"

Su Lang looked around the Abbot Tongtian waiting for Quasi Taichu, and with a thought, all the clones appeared!

Including two clones of Li Xianyang and a full ninety incarnations!

Each clone has the strength of the quasi-primary level!

Although they don't have a life planet, they inherited Su Lang's crystal wall cells far surpassing the same level, and their true strength still crushes the ordinary quasi-prime!

At this moment.

Headed by Su Lang, the ninety-three majestic quasi-prime aura instantly tore the aura of Tongtian abbot and others to pieces, and pressed them to a frenzied expression!

"What...what!!"

"More than ninety quasi-primaries, how is this possible!?"

"Run away!"

"..."

The self-confidence of Tongtian abbot and others was instantly wiped out, and even the world outlook and outlook on life were shattered.

The endless stormy waves almost shattered their hearts!

Nun Ben-huan and Buddhist monk Zen light mobilized Tianzutong to leave this star field without even thinking about it!

But they found that they couldn't do it at all!

Su Lang's avatars have completely surrounded them, and countless quasi-primary twisting forces formed a spherical partition, isolating all the surrounding void.

To use Tianzutong, they must create a gap in the partition formed by the twisting force.

but.

Faced with so many quasi-prime enemies, they simply couldn't do it!

"Do not!"

"This must be a dream, this is fake!"

"Even the most powerful Xinghai domain group is only a dozen quasi-primaries!"

"How can there be so many quasi-primary powerhouses in this remote and boundless outer realm!"

"..."

The monk Zen lantern and others looked pale, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave, cold all over!

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"Don't you want me to convert to Buddhism and listen to the teachings?"

Su Lang looked around at the abbot Tongtian and the others, and a sneer was slowly drawn from the corner of his mouth.

"Who is the donor?"

"Do you know that my master is a too junior expert in Tianmi Continent, Huijuezheng Buddha!"

Nun Ben Huan took out a shattered white whisk with a horrified expression, and there was a faint smell on the whisk that made Su Lang feel very dangerous.

"The donor now retreat!"

Abbot Tongtian forced his composure and put his hands together in salute, "We... just assume that nothing has happened!"

"Nothing happened? What a joke."

"I am a human ancestor, and today I will avenge the countless tragic deaths of my Xinghai domain!!"

Su Lang squeezed his right hand, and the Youtian Sword suddenly appeared, a force far exceeding the distortion of the Quasi-primary Beginning of the same level formed countless sword auras, and instantly enveloped all the Quasi-primary Beginning of Tongtian Temple!

The surrounding ninety-two quasi-primary avatars also shot together, and the twisting force of the quasi-primordial beginning was like seawater flooding, flooding the entire battlefield!

"Whisk·Sleep!!"

Nun Benhuan screamed in horror, and the broken dust in her hand was completely wiped out, and a trace of the elementary twisted force went straight to Su Lang.

The Abbot Tongtian and other Quasi-Taichu also used various trump cards, and a large number of methods exceeding the same level broke out, resisting the twisting force of the surrounding tsunami!

And the little bit of too primary twisting power exerted by Nun Benhuan not only annihilated the massive amount of sword energy that Youtian Sword condensed, but also slammed Su Lang fiercely.

"Xing Cuan Yun He!"

Su Lang's thoughts moved, and the avatar in front of him immediately rose in aura, and instantly trembled billions of light years into the void!

"Too junior-!!!"

Nun Benhuan and the others were instantly horrified and their eyes violently opened.

next moment.

The avatar of Xing Cuanyun burst out infinitely quasi-primary twisting power, and it died with the twisting power of too primary!

Immediately after.

Abbot Tongtian and others were completely overwhelmed by the power of distortion, and accompanied by unwilling screams, a series of system prompts suddenly sounded!