"Split?" Wang Baole's eyes narrowed slightly, but he soon realized that this was not a split, because if it was a split, then the two emperor spirits that appeared should not be at the peak of the fourth step in breath as before.
This is more like...a calling.
Once one dies, two will be summoned. It is conceivable that if these two also perish, then it is extremely likely that four will appear, over and over again, and in this way, the so-called eternity is achieved.
"But it's a little different from the normal peak of the fourth step." Wang Baole looked at the two gathered emperor spirits, thoughtfully amidst the trembling and nervousness of the Xidao youth beside him.
Whether in Xiangang Continent or comparing himself, Wang Baole was no stranger to the fourth step, so he quickly noticed the flaws in the emperor spirit in front of him.
They look like the fourth step, but in fact they are like replicas. They lack soul and are more like tool-like puppets. And such a fourth step, even if it has its power, is still far behind.
Let alone Wang Baole, even if Xiangang Continent takes the fourth step, it can directly crush an emperor spirit.
"Besides... such a summons cannot be endless." Although he had made a judgment in his heart, in this strange world of Yuanyu Daokong, Wang Baole was not prepared to expose himself too much before obtaining complete information about this place.
He knew very well that he entered this universe through the method of dream path, which was to a certain extent smuggling in. The purpose of doing this was to prevent the emperor from noticing, so as to achieve his plan to cut off the cause and effect with him.
According to Wang Baole's analysis, the current emperor is most likely in a deep sleep stage, so the possibility of his success is still very high.
The basis of this plan is to walk up to the emperor before he is aware of it, blend into the black wooden nails, and give the opponent a fatal blow.
It seems simple, but to really do it, you need to be adaptable.
But in the final analysis, necessary concealment still needs to be done, and at the same time, there are still tentative behaviors. So after these thoughts quickly passed through my mind, at the moment when the two emperor spirits raised their heads and rushed towards Wang Baole,
Wang Baole's body suddenly retreated.
The speed was so fast that he escaped from the area and hit the golden net emerging from the blood mist behind him.
At the moment when it came into contact with the golden net, Wang Baole's cultivation was running at full strength, but it did not explode completely. Instead, it retracted at the first touch with the golden net behind him.
With the help of this moment of contact, Wang Baole immediately tested the limit of what this golden net could withstand. He was confident that when all his cultivation power was concentrated at one point, he could break it in an instant with the Baji Dao and escape.
out.
After he tested this point out, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, with a cold light in his eyes, he took the initiative to rush towards the two chasing Emperor Spirits.
"You, you, you... why did you rush forward? Why didn't you leave?" The young man held by Wang Baole's right hand began to cry.
In his understanding, the Emperor Spirit is like a god, which cannot be resisted or desecrated. It represents the way of heaven in the entire world. However, the fierce man who captured him alive actually chose to take action again after taking action.
This made him wail and at the same time, fear filled his mind.
Perhaps because he felt that his wailing was unpleasant, when Wang Baole rushed out, he directly put the young man into his sleeves using magical powers. Without slowing down, he was in contact with the two emperor spirits in an instant.
During the roar, the rules of the waterway came. In the haze in all directions, the two emperor spirits froze up. It seemed that the blood and Taoism in their bodies were reversed, and their bodies stagnated briefly.
This time, it's death.
Wang Baole approached with a step, and his right index finger turned into an afterimage and touched the eyebrows of the masks of the two emperor spirits. With a bang, the masks and their heads collapsed at the same time.
Wang Baole frowned. He originally planned to break open the mask to see what the other person looked like, but the mask seemed to be completely integrated with their appearance and could not be separated separately.
"It's okay if you don't look at it." Wang Baole snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the pressure from all directions rose again, directly crushing the bodies of the two emperor spirits completely.
The next moment, the flesh and blood crushed by Wang Baole were reassembled, and four emperor spirits appeared directly, still wearing masks, still silent, with empty eyes, rushing towards Wang Baole.
Soon, four turned into eight, eight turned into sixteen, and then thirty-two...
Wang Baole was still fighting, his moves were flowing smoothly, and the killings continued, but his brows became more and more frowned, until the number of emperor spirits that appeared reached sixty-four... Wang Baole also started to breathe slightly faster.
Even though there is a big gap between these emperor spirits and the real fourth step, they have no souls and are just like magic weapons, but this kind of numerical advantage is already terrifying to the outside world.
It is enough to destroy any major force.
It can even be said that, looking at the entire universe, including all regions including Xiangang Continent, the number of real fourth steps is probably less than a few dozen.
So even if Wang Baole has reached the fifth step in cultivation, the sense of crisis is still greatly increased at this moment, especially...these emperor spirits seem to be inexhaustible to kill.
What made Wang Baole feel even more dangerous was when the number of emperor spirits appeared. When the number reached sixty-four, he had a vague feeling that in an unknown place far away from here, there was a wisp of breath, looming, like a person sleeping.
The person's eyelids moved slightly, showing signs of waking up.
And the feeling that this aura gave Wang Baole was... the emperor he was looking for!
"Can't go on any longer!"
The degree of division of the emperor's spirit has been tested, and it is feared that more than a hundred will not be a problem. At the same time, too many divisions of the emperor's spirit will cause the emperor to awaken, so Wang Baole decisively chose to retreat.
With a loud bang, his body hit the golden net, causing it to collapse in an instant. At the same time, dozens of emperor spirits chased after him. The one at the front arrived in front of Wang Baole at the moment the net shattered.
To take action.
Wang Baole's eyes flashed and he suddenly raised his right hand. At this moment, a bright white light appeared on his fingertips, like the reflection of paper, which directly touched the forehead of the approaching Emperor Ling.
Exactly the paper rules.
This is what Wang Baole thought of, the way to take off the Emperor Spirit Mask is to turn the mask into paper!
As Wang Baole's fingertips fell, the paper rules suddenly came. In an instant, the mask on the chasing emperor spirit's face became thinner and turned into white paper. It seemed that it could not be worn. It fell from its face, revealing a
Zhang... After Wang Baole saw it, his mind was filled with the roaring face of a hundred thousand thunders.
That face... although it had no expression, although it was very numb, and although it was abnormally pale, it was the same as Wang Baole's appearance...