The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-eight chapters
The blood phantom knew that the clone would be easily destroyed by the monk's spiritual power, but he continued to kill people. It was obvious that he didn't care.
It is estimated that the Blood Phantom can send out countless clones. No matter how many clones are killed, the impact on the Blood Phantom's body will be minimal.
But the blood phantom can definitely contact the clone or have feelings.
Otherwise, how can I control other demons through clones?
Therefore, Chen Hao wanted to use the blood phantom clone to find out the connection with the blood phantom's body, and then find out where the blood phantom's body is, and kill it completely to avoid future troubles.
Chen Hao guessed that the blood phantom's body should also be a pure spiritual monster. It might have some physical and magical power, but it would definitely not be stronger than the golden elixir monk.
The reason is very simple. If the blood phantom's real strength is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul cultivator, he will definitely take action himself. If he can't kill Hou Shui, Chen Hao and other old guys, can't he kill the golden elixir disciples?
Demons have no concept of morality. Wherever they are weak, they will attack and kill you while you are sick! Chen Hao stared at the blood phantom clone with his right eye, condensed his mental power, and turned it into a very thin line, which was submerged in the blood phantom clone.
inside the head.
The blood phantom clone was motionless, with a pair of blood-colored eyes without any emotion or color, looking at Chen Hao like a terrifying puppet.
It's not that it doesn't want to move, it's that it can't move.
Chen Hao's mental power completely imprisoned it.
In the blink of an eye, the thin line of mental power traveled around the body of the blood phantom.
Chen Hao looked surprised.
He actually felt nothing.
The blood phantom's body is filled with nothingness, just like a real puppet.
How can this be.
If the blood phantom clone is nothingness, how does the blood phantom body sense the clone?
Maybe this weirdness has its own way of connecting, different from mental power, magic and spiritual consciousness.
But even if it is different, it will definitely be discerned.
If you can't find it, either the method is wrong or you just didn't find it.
Thinking of this, Chen Hao's right eye flashed with silver light: "Spiritual power, no matter how fine it is!"
Immediately, the thin line transformed by his mental power began to shrink again.
You must know that the blood phantom clone is only the size of a needle tip, and the thin thread of mental power that can enter the clone is ten times thinner than a hair.
Now that it has been shrunk again, even for monks, the degree of control has doubled.
But controlling mental power does not require the support of cultivation, it all depends on the realm, and Chen Hao's realm is the real peak of the late Mahayana, the limit that human monks can reach, so he can easily reduce the thin line of mental power by ten times.
In the blink of an eye, the blood phantom clone the size of a pinhead was as tall as a skyscraper to an ordinary person to Chen Hao's thin mental power.
The thin threads of mental power wandered around quietly. Although they shrunk, their speed was faster than before. In the blink of an eye, the blood phantom was wandering all over the body again.
There is still nothingness.
"I don't believe it anymore, keep shrinking!"
Chen Hao's leverage increased.
The thin line of mental power shrunk tenfold again.
If we go by the standards on earth, the thin thread of mental power has shrunk to microns, which is about the size of a cell and bacteria.
Even in the world of cultivation, except for a few top Mahayana monks, no one can control mental power to such a subtle level.
The pinhead-sized blood phantom clone has become a huge and empty fortress for the thin line of mental power.
Thin threads of mental power wander inside, like a transparent, invisible speck of dust.
If you shrink to this level, you can't find the sensing location of the blood phantom's body and clone, so Chen Hao just accepted it.
Fortunately, there was no disappointment this time. Chen Hao noticed something strange.
Most of Blood Phantom's body is still empty, but it is filled with transparent filaments.
These filaments are like spider silk, intertwined in all directions, very complicated, but they obviously lead to one place.
Looking at the direction, it is obviously the head of the Blood Phantom clone.
Chen Hao wandered to a silk thread and compared it. This thread was several times thicker than his thin mental thread. It was a bit like the difference between a python and an ordinary thread snake.
Moreover, Chen Hao's thin mental threads can pass through these threads without any hindrance. The two sides are like two phantoms, not affecting each other.
Chen Hao was stunned.
No wonder I haven't seen these threads before. After all, compared to the original size, these threads are too small and can pass through without any obstruction, so they don't seem to exist.
But as it becomes smaller, the threads appear.
"This is weird, much more powerful than I imagined..." Chen Hao thought to himself.
These threads are obviously composed of something similar to spiritual power, or they are weird "mental power". They are so small, whether they are intentionally manipulated or not, it means that the blood phantom has a high level of "mental power".
Even if it is not as good as the Mahayana monks, it is at least as good as the Integrated monks.
This doesn't mean that the Blood Phantom is just a monster in the combined stage.
Rather, it is most likely not a monster with strong comprehensive power, but rather a certain attribute that has reached an extreme level of power, so it appears to be very powerful.
But it may be vulnerable in other ways.
Chen Hao guessed that this was one of the reasons why the Blood Phantom was always hidden and never showed its face.
Because only one attribute is powerful, and other attributes are extremely weak, and you may fall to your knees after just one hit.
Just like the mage in the game, he uses spells to destroy the world from a distance, but up close, an assassin can easily kill him.
This is demons and ghosts, and it is impossible for monks to develop like this.
Chen Hao's mental filaments flew in the direction where all the filaments were concentrated.
Although it has become thinner and smaller, the speed has not slowed down. In the blink of an eye, the mental power filaments have reached the place where the threads are concentrated or the source.
There happened to be the inside of the blood phantom clone's head. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the source of the thread turned out to be something similar to the structure of the human brain.
This "brain" is completely transparent like silk thread. You can clearly see the inside through the outside, but you can't see clearly.
Because it was full of flashes, like lightning, constantly flashing.
What is this flicker?
Chen Hao's mental power thread moved closer, wanting to see clearly.
But before he could get closer, the flickering in his "brain" suddenly became intense.
At the same time, all the threads trembled together, emitting light like sparks.
Chen Hao's expression changed, and he immediately pulled out the thin thread of mental power from the blood phantom's body.
As soon as it came out, the blood phantom clone suddenly exploded, turning into countless red light spots and dissipating out of thin air.
"Self-destructed?"
Chen Hao frowned.
He asked himself that his actions just now were secret and did not alert the blood phantom's clone.
After all, the thin line of mental power has become so small that even if you move with all your strength, there won't be much movement.
Just like the neighing of ants, it is impossible for humans to hear it.