While being ecstatic, Zhi Xuan suddenly felt an inexplicable powerful force coming towards him. If he had to describe it, it was like a divine nemesis, which made him extremely frightened.

No matter how hard he dodged, he was still hit by that ray of light, and he screamed and fell from the sky.

He glanced into the distance, and there was a high platform over there. On the high platform, a man stood majestically, as if he had taken action just now.

Lin Feng watched Zhi Xuan being hit by his consciousness knife from a distance, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was not defenseless.

The moment he discovered that Zhi Xuan had broken into his sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Feng was almost frightened, and now he barely breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Feng woke up and immediately had the idea of ​​launching an attack, and the third-class clones under the high platform also began to gather.

The appearance of small arms and short legs is quite funny. Some of the clones have evolved and have swords on their waists, showing the demeanor of a master. But when combined with their short bodies, they can only be described as cute or funny.

These clones with swords on their backs were obviously of unusual status, and the team was assembled in an instant. Each of his subordinates had a hundred clones, similar to the position of a squad leader.

Three thousand clones, this seems to be the limit, and it corresponds to the great path taught by Lu Xiaoyun. Every clone seems to have the opportunity to touch one.

It's just that there are still very few people who can touch the great road, only thirty, and almost all of them have improved their status.

Although the remaining clones are not as vivid as these thirty, they have also improved a lot. Most of them have weapons, but they are mainly long weapons.

Three thousand clones gathered together and stood firmly under the high platform, seemingly waiting for Lin Feng's order. Lin Feng's heart moved, he waved his hand and shouted: "Attack, my warriors."

"Unify the fairy world for thousands of generations!"

"Unify the fairy world for thousands of generations!"

The clones shouted profoundly. There were three thousand identical faces, which was very shocking. The short legs seemed to be difficult to run, but in fact, they could run a thousand miles in one step, which was a bit incredible.

Zhi Xuan struggled to get up. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that with his level of cultivation, how could he be compared to a Nascent Soul Realm master in terms of the strength of his spiritual consciousness? In this case, he would actually suffer a loss.

He felt himself, but fortunately, only part of his consciousness was cut off, and his vitality was not seriously damaged.

Now was the last chance, and he couldn't let it go. His body and Yuanying had been destroyed. If he couldn't successfully seize Lin Feng's body, he would just disappear into thin air.

At this point, he moved forward with some caution, but was soon startled by the deafening sounds around him.

"Unify the fairy world for thousands of generations!"

Vigorous shouts came from all directions, and confusion gathered around them. When the fog cleared, the truth was revealed.

Three thousand clones charged towards him, but they had the momentum of thousands of troops. Needless to say, there was no need to talk about his third-class figure. Every aspect was marked by the word "weird" in capital letters.

Although Zhi Xuan is surprised, he will also feel pleasant surprise. This is also the special feature of the other party's consciousness sea. The more special it is, the more powerful it is and the greater its potential. Of course he is looking forward to it.

As for these clones, he didn't even notice them. He felt that with his size, he could crush a lot of them with just one step.

Zhi Xuan waved his hand, and a violent storm suddenly set off, sweeping around.

The clones were a little weird and seemed to completely ignore this offensive. Especially the thirty leading ones drew their swords and shouted: "Kill."

The clones behind them rushed in one after another, and the leader came directly to kill them. Their sword skills or knife skills were very weird, so weird that Zizixuan had never seen them before.

It was clearly inherited from Lin Feng's Qianfeng Nine Swords and Eleven Knives. The various cutting and rolling knife techniques completely treated Zizixuan as if he were cutting fish on the chopping board.

Zhi Xuan had a huge head. He didn't know why, but he felt that Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness was too weird, almost unbelievably hard.

The sea of ​​consciousness itself contains the rules of the master, but these rules are only limited to its own strength, and Yizixuan is a master of immortality, which is equivalent to coming with higher-level rules.

But now he discovered that the rules he brought seemed to have expired and were completely useless.

A clone jumped up in front of him and struck with a knife. Zhi Xuan hurriedly dodged, but felt a stabbing pain in his back and turned around hurriedly.

The leading clones caught his attention, so much so that he didn't even notice that the other clones were already coming to kill them.

Although this part of the clone is not as flexible and powerful as the previous one, it is not an ordinary creation. It is almost like a companion creature of this sea of ​​consciousness, very weird.

They carried knives and guns and poked Zhi Xuan's back and butt again and again. It's no wonder they were there. With their height and the length of their weapons, this distance was already the limit.

Zhi Xuan was filled with hatred and anger. He struck out with his palm and was about to overthrow everyone. However, he felt a sharp pain coming from his butt. A leading clone saw the opportunity and stabbed his anus with a knife.

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At that moment, Zhi Xuan's entire face wrinkled into a ball, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He bent his legs, touched his knees, and raised his anus vigorously, but the clone behind him refused to let go, spinning the sword, and even turned around. The pain made Zhi Xuan look pale, and in Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, he

The pain seemed to be infinitely magnified.

Seeing this opportunity, the other clones jumped over one after another and poked him hard.

Souls are not entities, but so are these clones, just like people can't meet ghosts, but they can meet people, because they are of the same type.

This is how Zhi Xuan feels now. Fortunately, he won't bleed, but his soul is already broken.

These clones were so weird that they actually suppressed him to the point where he had no temper at all. In the end, he didn't even hurt any of them.

After poking for a long time, Zhi Xuan's soul was already riddled with holes. At this time, thirty-two clones came out carrying a thick stick. The stick was more than two meters long, with four crisscrossed in at both ends.

Just enough for thirty-two clones to be lifted up one after another.

Zhi Xuan was tied up by a group of clones, with his hands and feet folded together and tied under a stick. The clones were all beaming with joy, as if they had gone hunting and shot a big wild boar.

Many clones were jumping for joy, carrying Zhi Xuan and marching towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was also extremely shocked. He originally thought that after Zhi Xuan came in, he might not be able to escape the murderous hands. He didn't expect that a group of his clones, in addition to being cute and playful, were actually very capable in fighting and captured an immortal soul alive like a wild boar.

return.

Lin Feng thought back and forth, what is going on, everyone knows the principle of soul seizing the body, if this happens, unless his own rules of the sea of ​​consciousness are stronger than Zizixuan's rules, causing him to follow him after coming in.

There is no difference between a sheep and a tiger.

After thinking of this, Lin Feng walked to the dragon chair and looked at the Supreme God's Cultivation Record.

I never knew what Taishang Xiu Shen Lu was practicing all this time. He spent all day in the sea of ​​consciousness, either fighting or acting cute. Only at this moment did he seem to show his true power.

The impregnable sea of ​​consciousness is simply fearless!

It sounds easy to say that if you want to resist the master's seizure of the body, it will probably be a disaster, but looking at the appearance of Taishang Xiu Shenlu, it is like an iron wall.

Compared with other people's sea of ​​consciousness, the rules in Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness are very complete, just like a sealed bucket, without a single flaw.

The principle of consciousness seizure is that a fish enters a bucket and tries to release the water in the bucket. In this way, the bucket becomes the fish's property. The consciousness of ordinary people is definitely not as good as Lin Feng's.

Perfect, it is naturally difficult to resist attacks.

However, Zizixuan is now like a fish who came in and found that he could not break through the bucket. Instead, he had to rely on the water in the bucket to survive.

The clones seemed very happy. After returning to the high platform, they even used sticks to prop up the cross, and then tied up Zhi Xuan.

The clones performed their duties, piled firewood around, lit a bonfire, and actually danced in front of Lin Feng.

Zhi Xuan probably also recognized the fact and felt that he was finished. He was hung on the cross by them like a dead fish, his expression was extremely depressed.

The clones had a wild carnival. One clone roughly pulled off Zhi Xuan's underwear, with a lustful smile on his face, waving his underwear while running against the sunset.

Behind him, several clones were desperately chasing him. At this situation, Zhi Xuan's eyes were full of lifelessness.

"This is..." Liu Xiaoxiao and others broke into the sea of ​​consciousness and were almost shocked by the scene in front of them.

They also took advantage of the loophole. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to enter Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness so easily. Just because of Zizixuan, Lin Feng sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and naturally he was less able to guard against outside attacks.

The clone waving his underwear bumped into Liu Xiaoxiao's leg. Liu Xiaoxiao curiously mentioned him, took a look and said in surprise: "Little bastard."

Although he looked like Lin Feng, his third-level figure looked even cuter, a bit like a mini doll. Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't put it down, hugging him in her arms and rubbing her face hard against him.

When the other clones saw it, they seemed very envious and kept surrounding the three of them, circling around them.

The brave ones climbed directly up Yi Qianxue and Liu Xiaoxiao's thighs, some riding on their necks, some lying on their shoulders. In an instant, the two of them were covered with Lin Feng's clones.

Ye Chun's face turned cold, and she kicked away a clone that was trying to climb onto her body, snorting coldly.

The clone turned somersaults on the ground, and then got up in embarrassment. Several more clones followed behind him to help him up. Then several clones seemed to communicate for a while, and then rushed over collectively.

Ye Chun didn't hesitate, he kicked one by one and swept them all out immediately.

They originally thought that they would be able to calm down for a while, but who knew that several clones got up, looking like they were panting, with their faces flushed, and rushed over again regardless of their own safety.
Chapter completed!