Chapter 919

"How long will he kneel down?"

In the suburb of Mordo, a no man's area, Zhang Ziyou hides behind an old house and looks at Chen Lesheng's constant kowtow.

Chen Lesheng has been kneeling here for a day and a night.

If there were no pedestrians around, someone would have come to drive Chen Lesheng away.

He behaved like a madman.

"Master Maybe it's because you gave him too much stimulation in the Chen family manor yesterday that made him look like he is now. " Soul eating magic sword said to Zhang Ziyou with a bitter smile. It did not know what chenle was doing, and how long would this state last.

Zhang Ziyou follows Chen Lesheng to find the shadow gate and destroy it.

Zhang Ziyou knows about cloning. When she fled with Xingyu, she knew that shadowgate was using her genes to mass produce cloned human beings.

Perhaps because of the unsophisticated technology, most of the cloned people don't live for a long time. Every incomplete product that is made will be mercilessly destroyed, regardless of whether there is human consciousness or not.

Zhang Ziyou only knew that shadow gate had a plan to clone her, but did not know how cruel it would be to treat human clones in this plan.

When Zhang Ziyou was in the eight families of Sheqi, he discovered some clues about the cloning of shadow gate from the eight families of Sheqi. Then he returned to Nanzhou and went out to investigate in person, and finally learned the truth of cloning.

In Zhang Ziyou's opinion, those clones were born because of her, and they also have their own lives and should not be treated like this.

Trampling on life!

Zhang Ziyou can never stand a living person being melted by chemicals just because the experiment failed.

Human cloning is also human!

At the thought that the destroyed clones were born of themselves, a trace of pain flashed through Zhang Ziyou's eyes and clenched his fist.

"These guys..."

"Master." Soul eating magic sword also felt Zhang Ziyou's mood change, and quickly pacified him.

Now Zhang Ziyou lacks a soul. The soul eating magic sword must use its own soul power to maintain the stability of Ziyou's soul at all times. Obviously Violent emotional fluctuations are not conducive to the stability of Ziyou's soul.

Therefore, whenever Zhang Ziyou's mood fluctuates violently, soul eating magic sword tries to make Zhang Ziyou peaceful.

Or, let Zhang Zi play magic.

Now Zhang Ziyou is in a semi demonized state. As long as he accepts the power of soul eating magic sword, he can be completely demonized temporarily and become extremely calm.

At that time, soul swallowing magic sword did not worry about Ziyou's clear excitement leading to soul laxity.

"The soul Where the hell is the evil emperor hiding? " Soul swallowing sword murmured in a low voice, hoping to take away the evil emperor Zhang Ziyou's soul and blow the hammer on the ground.

What are you talking about

"No, nothing!" The soul eating magic sword instantly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly played ha ha to change the topic.

"Master, look, Chen Lesheng has changed!"

Hearing the words of soul devouring magic sword, Zhang Ziyou was successfully distracted and looked at Chen Lesheng.

Seeing that Zhang Ziyou didn't continue to tangle with the topic just now, the demon sword could not help but feel relieved and concentrated.

Chen Lesheng did change.

Around Chen Lesheng, a bloody array suddenly appeared, with complicated and complicated patterns, which exuded a terrible atmosphere.

"Has he been kowtowing for twelve hours since yesterday?" The soul eating magic sword said solemnly, "is it to complete what ceremony?"

"Maybe." Zhang Ziyou looked at Chen Lesheng no longer kowtow, and clenched the soul eating magic sword.

"In the Chinese cultivation world, we can only find the branch of the xuange of the shadow gate, and there is no news about the underground Pavilion."

"According to the theory, cloning should be done by Huangge. According to the calculation of the strength of the shadow gate, at least there are friars and even immortals in the DIGE Those of them don't do cloning, do they? " Zhang Ziyou looked at the bright red array of Dharma with doubts in his eyes.

"I find it strange, too, according to the master." The tone of soul eating magic sword also became dignified. "Before that, I also collected information about cloning in the earth, like members of the shadow gate chamber I don't think I'm going to get rid of those bottles and jars. "

"Is it that Is there something else about cloning? " This conjecture was put forward by soul eating magic sword.

"Maybe." Hearing the words of soul eating magic sword, Zhang Ziyou also nodded slightly, "after the appearance of the shadow gate Pavilion, the truth will be revealed."

"I will never allow those people to trample on life like this!"

Once again, Zhang Ziyou clenched his fist, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.

Although Chen Lesheng did not kowtow, he still knelt.

The surrounding blood color array became more and more complex and mysterious, and the smell of terror began to diffuse around, and the sky gradually became dark red.

Even around Zhang Ziyou, there is a layer of bright red film like blood."Here!" The soul devouring sword drinks down, and the condensed magic spirit instantly wraps Zhang Zi around his body.

Zhang Ziyou hair becomes red, pupil through the extreme cold light, light red awn in the blood red eyes circulation.

Zhang Ziyou face of the weak at this moment is completely replaced by extreme cold, mouth corner even with cold arc.

Demonize!

Zhang Ziyou calmly looked at his palm, slightly pinched into a fist and released, feeling the hidden terror.

The power of the spirit devouring sword to the highest artifact has been fully integrated with Zhang Ziyou.

Although the spirit devouring sword is not in full bloom, Zhang Ziyou is enough to look at the world.

Even if the gods in the sky, Zhang Ziyou can also cut it with a sword!

Boom!

In front of the dust music life, a decadent bronze gate rises directly from the earth. Dusty music Sheng looks at the bronze gate enthusiastically, roars wildly, and spits unknown words in his mouth.

The sky began to blow up with thunder, and the clouds were as red as blood, and seemed to be dripping blood.

No one has ever appeared in a thousand miles, as if no one found the difference here.

This situation is around the devil capital, it is impossible to appear at all!

But now it's happening here.

Zhang Ziyou calmly looked at the bronze gate, and the wind blew Zhang Ziyou's blood red hair, and danced freely.

The bronze gate opened slowly, and a stream of decadent breath came out from the door.

Three blood hands appeared on the ground, and they were stabbed directly into the body of chenlesheng.

"Ah!!!" The dust music life howls bitterly, the last three blood hands gradually disappear, seems to take away what dust music produces.

Chenlesheng collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, but when he saw the bronze gate completely open, his face became ecstatic.

"Finally open..." When Chen Lesheng said half of his words, the joy was stiff on his face.

He glanced at a pair of brown boots in the rest of his eyes.

Chen Lesheng stiff to lift up his head, see Zhang Ziyou, pupil suddenly shrink.

"You!"

Sneer!

Before Chen Yue Sheng could speak, Zhang Ziyou waved the soul devouring sword and cut off the head of chenle Sheng.

The blood soaked the ground, and the head of the dust music was blown far away by the roaring wind in the bronze gate.

Zhang Ziyou looked at the head that was blown away by the wind, then turned to look inside the bronze gate, with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth.

The red hair dances in the air, the wind blows Ziyou's pleated skirt, and the high boots are wrapped in black stockings, making Ziyou's legs more perfect and long.

Zhang Ziyou steps gracefully and walks into the bronze gate with the soul devouring sword.

The sound of high boots trampling on the ground gradually drifted away.

Bang!

The bronze gate slammed off, the sky returned to normal, and the wind stopped.

The headless body of chenlesheng still lies in front of the bronze gate which gradually disappeared.

I don't know how long, several expressionless tramps carry the head of chenlesheng from afar to the headless body of chenlesheng, and the eyes are twinkling with a faint awn.

Next moment, a few tramps carry the head of chenle Sheng, drag the body of chenle Sheng, and gradually go away.

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