After the monk sucked Yang Huang's whole body into his left eye, he sat cross-legged. He was not worried that the other person would escape from the world inside the eye, because his left eye was very special. Ordinary monks could enter the eye as long as their realm did not exceed his.
In the future, death will be a matter of time.
He was sitting cross-legged, but he was not practicing. He wanted to use all the energy in his body to refine Yang Huang in his eyes.
Although being trapped in the world inside his eyes will lead to death sooner or later, it would take too long. Although the world inside his eyes has no time flow speed, it is not stable and cannot last for too long. Once it exceeds his body
With the load, the time in the world inside the eyes will be the same as that in the outside world.
But just when he was refining Yang Huang with all his strength, something terrible happened.
In front of him, a black hole unexpectedly appeared at some point. This black hole looked more like some kind of passage. He had never seen such a space passage before.
After the black hole appeared, a man with an excellent figure holding a long black sword walked step by step from the black hole.
When the monk saw what this man looked like, he was completely shocked.
At this moment, he had focused all his energy on his left eye and could not react immediately, because the person he saw was actually Yang Huang in his left eye!
"Clone? Such a powerful clone!" The monk could no longer control his emotions, and his face was full of panic, because he saw that the second Yang Huang had raised the long sword in his hand.
Yang Huang's clone had been cultivating outside the barrier of the underworld before, but now that he is trapped, he naturally wants to come back.
Yang Huang, who is holding the Black God Sword, has reached the eighth level of physical body, and has recently shown signs of breaking through to the middle stage. The Black God Sword in his hand seems slow, but in fact, with the blessing of the power of space, his sword
Extremely fast.
call out!
A sword passed by and the monk's head fell to the ground.
Dong dong dong...
After the head landed on the ground, it bounced a few times and came to Yang Huang's feet. He raised his foot and stepped on it casually. The terrifying force crushed the head to pieces, and the left eyeball also separated from the flesh and fell to the ground.
Yang Huang pointed the tip of the Black God Sword downward and stabbed his eyeball with the sword.
Poof!
There was a medium-sized crack in the eyeball of the Black Divine Sword. A dazzling red light flashed in the crack, and a rotten smell filled the air. Then a golden thread ran out of the crack, and outside the ring
It condensed into the figure of Yang Huang.
Yang Huang's original image and clone are both wearing suits, so they look exactly the same.
After the monk's head was severed, his body made a violent sound, and then exploded, turning into a stream of smelly black blood.
Yang Huang didn't care about this, because he knew that the monk was not dead, and the dirty blood was just a substitute technique.
Because after Yang Huang's clone appeared, the monk made a prompt decision and used some kind of magic, which was similar to a golden cicada's shelling method to break away from the original body, and what was killed by Yang Huang's clone was just a clone.
Of course, this clone is also extraordinary. It is actually made of hundreds of millions of human flesh.
This should be the monk's life-saving method, but usually he can escape after using this method, but in this virtual space, a winner must be determined, and one of the two must die, so he has no way to escape.
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Yang Huang's clone is different from his original self. The clone has fiery eyes and golden eyes. Although this heaven-defying method has not yet broken through the fourth level, the third level of breaking through the eyes is absolutely terrifying.
What's more, with the blessing of his eighth physical body, the power of his piercing eyes has reached a level that can kill people beyond his level.
It can be said that the clone with the fiery eyes is actually stronger than the original one.
Of course, this is to throw out the clone technique of the original deity.
Because each of the 50 million clones of this deity has the same strength, and when added together, it will be a very terrifying number. This is Yang Huang's trump card, and he will never use it until the moment of life and death.
Because most of the creatures on the road to immortality actually don’t know what the "**Xuan Gong" and the Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques are. If they find that Yang Huang’s clone technique is terrifying and defying the heavens, and it is
If it comes from a skill, countless creatures will definitely come to snatch it.
This is a world driven by desire, and everything is based on profit.
After the monk used the magic of golden cicada to escape from his shell, his true body appeared in the corner of the arena, but at this moment his left eye was closed and there was no purple energy rising.
This means that he not only gave up one of his clones, but also gave up his left eye.
At this time, the monk's heart was actually bleeding. Compared to a clone made of piled bones, his left eye, which was basically the core of all his spells, was destroyed.
Now he regrets his fight with Yang Huang, because the reward of a reduced sentence of just one hundred years is nothing compared to his left eye.
He was caught and sentenced to eight thousand years in prison. Now two thousand years have passed. In addition, the commutation reward during the period has been deducted for one thousand years, leaving five thousand years left. In fact, a hundred years of commutation is a good thing for him.
Words are simply dispensable.
However, he is now in this arena, and the decision of life and death is no longer up to him.
"Damn the Trialist Alliance, if one day I can walk out of this prison alive, I will use my whole life to take revenge!" The monk's psychology was very dark, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
It can be said that he does not hate Yang Huang at all, because he knows that the person in front of him came to this arena just for profit, and he will appear here also because of profit.
There is nothing to complain about in this mutually beneficial relationship.
It's a pity that his skills are inferior to others, and he may die here today.
"You can die in peace, the Trial Alliance... Yang will help you solve it." Yang Huang obviously heard the monk talking to himself, and his voice sounded from behind the other party.
"You? Why do you..." The monk seemed to have thought of something, because on the road to immortality, almost all creatures supported the Trial Alliance, including those who were controlled.
Only wanted creatures would ignore the Trial Alliance.
"Hahahaha... you're done!" The monk thought that Yang Huang was also a prisoner with a reward. He suddenly raised his head and let out a burst of laughter. Then, his body disappeared strangely, leaving only a lifeless head.
Landed on the stage.
This is the monk's self-commitment and the end of the war.
However, his soul should not be able to escape the confines of this prison and will be captured.
For Yang Huang, as long as he can get the monk's head, he has completed the mission, because it does not say that he has to beat the opponent to death to be successful.
After the monks disbanded, the voice of the system sounded in Yang Huang's mind.
"Congratulations! Fifty thousand people have been obtained. Please choose whether to continue the challenge."
Yang Huang was just about to make a choice when he discovered that the surrounding space had changed. The virtual space actually dissipated on its own for some unknown reason.
The even stranger thing was that the system that had just reminded him to obtain 50,000 heads, after this sound sounded, all the breath disappeared, and the formation directly squeezed Yang Huang out.
In other words, he is now outside the formation, at the end of Dixian Street.
"The wanted criminal Yang Huang will be arrested immediately!"
The voice came from behind Yang Huang. A tall man wearing a long windbreaker and over four meters tall appeared behind him.
This man had a slicked back hair, and his hair was shiny.
He has an excellent figure, and there are streaks of lightning flashing on his arms.