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Chapter 200 Emotional Clone Appearance

In the conference hall of the Bell Tower Magic Association, almost all the big guys in the ancient capital are gathered here at the moment. In addition, there is no middle-level or above magician in the whole building, because everyone else is already standing at the moment.

On the tower, or evacuation work is being carried out.

The situation has reached an extremely critical moment!

"Zhu Meng, you let a little guy do such a thing? Are you crazy? People are already panicked. Do you want to make things more complicated? How can you be sure that the Black Holy See must be in the ancient capital!"

One of the senior executives stood up and stared at Zhu Meng angrily.

"Now we have no chance to hesitate. The reason why I agreed to him doing this is because I know that some of you will definitely object.

I can’t guarantee that the Black Church is definitely hiding in the ancient capital, and I’m even less willing to believe that some of my colleagues are pretending to be fake! But the situation can’t get any worse, we don’t have much time left! Is the ancient capital going to become the next Bo city?

?"

Zhu Meng's words were impassioned and heartbreaking! This has indeed reached a critical period of life and death!

"Since that little guy knows who Salang is, why didn't he just say it directly?" Another senior executive said calmly and calmly.

"I don't know if he really knows who he is? But now I think that even if he knows, not telling him is the best choice. Our enemy is not just Salan.

What we are short of now is time, and we have no chance to find all the Black Church members in the ancient capital! I am afraid that this is the only way... If we really say it, we will be desperate... There are so many people gathered in the inner city now

Ordinary people, have you ever thought... how bad the situation will get!" Zhu Meng looked very painful. He couldn't even imagine that under the dual pressure from both inside and outside, could the ancient capital really hold on?

Everyone nodded. Salan is not the most critical. If he is really among them, it will take quite a long time to investigate. The trouble outside the ancient capital has not been resolved yet. If there is infighting among the top leaders... then below

But it’s really a mess!

Zhu Meng observed everyone's expressions, trying to find any flaws. In fact, he didn't say anything, that is, he sent people out to explore the major water sources.

No one can guarantee whether Salan has the contact method with the members of the Black Church, so he deliberately did not tell it.



Shen Ming was sitting in the middle of the playground of a school in Beicheng District, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. His face was slightly red, but there was a strange smile on his face.

I don't know what to be happy about, but it feels like a smile from the heart. Moreover, Shen Ming's face seems to have suddenly grown stubble, and he looks extremely vicissitudes of life, as if he is a middle-aged uncle.

What’s even more difficult to understand is that Shen Ming’s back is leaning against a Tang sword, which is shining with cold light! Why would a magician hold a Tang sword that doesn’t even look like a magic tool?

"Worker spirit! You are the boss, you have the final say, I will kill people if you ask me to! Haha... As expected, the wine is really delicious! Much better than the wine made by the power of the spirit in the spiritual world!

"

Shen Ming was drinking and talking a lot of incomprehensible words.

After drinking the last drop of wine, Shen Ming stood up unsteadily, and finally held his hand on the handle of the knife. However, he looked drunk and unconscious. With a silly smile on his face, he didn't look like he could pull out the knife.

.

"Hey, we have a guest! We need to entertain him well!"

Shen Ming shook his head and seemed to see a dozen black shadows, quickly attacking towards him.

The Tang Dao in his hand suddenly emitted a shining yellow light at this moment, and Shen Ming's vision became clearer than ever before.

A terrifying sword energy was waved out casually, and the soil surged like ocean waves, rolling up layer by layer.

The blood and the soil buried the corpse. In just a moment, the battle was over before it even started.

The humid air was filled with the smell of blood and earth, but Shen Mingming didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he looked at the yellow light that disappeared from the tip of the knife.

"I said boss, why can't you be happy? Just one cut consumes 1/10 of your power."

Shen Ming smiled and shook his head, not knowing what he was talking about.



On the other side of the street, a group of men in black moved quickly, but were suddenly stopped by a figure holding a knife.

The man's face was very arrogant, and he looked like he was the biggest person in the world. If the group of people on the playground hadn't died just now, they would have been extremely horrified at this moment.

Isn't the person in front of me Shen Ming? Why did he appear here? Shouldn't he still be on the playground?

Are the two of them the same person? It seems that they are not. This Shen Ming looks extremely evil. His whole person is like a sharp knife unsheathed, without any restraint.

"Determine the target! Inform the others and we will go first!"

The group of men in black looked at Shen Ming in front of them, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

The men on the side also hurriedly notified others, but the reply he received shocked him extremely.

An angry roar came from the other end of the communicator: "Fart, it's obviously...!"

"Dududu..."

Before he finished speaking, the signal over there was suddenly cut off.

The leading man in black also heard it and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Things don't look that simple, don't worry! This guy has no reinforcements, let's resolve the battle as soon as possible!" The leader of the man in black gave the order decisively and rushed forward without saying a word.

The red flames burned the air, and the humid air sizzled. It was my big flaming fist that directly hit Shen Ming's face!

The other people behind him also quickly dispersed, using all kinds of magic to attack Shen Ming at the same time.

"Too weak! A mid-level mage takes the lead and I need to take action. Do I have no cards? A bunch of scum!" Shen Ming held a knife in one hand, and there was no trace of panic on his face. He was still so confident.

The sword was swung out, and the blue sword energy swept across the sky, and all the magic was forcefully scattered with one blow.

"I will give you the most gorgeous way to die, so that you are worthy of dying by my noble sword!" Shen Ming smiled evilly, and his body shape changed rapidly, and his whole body actually disappeared out of thin air among these men in black.

in front of.

More than a dozen men in black were immediately shocked. They had never seen such a weird ability. There was no magic fluctuation, but they were able to move instantly with their bodies.

What's even more frightening is that when the opponent was destroyed and their magic attacked just now, there was no magic fluctuation.

What kind of weird ability is this?

It's just that no one can answer the questions in their hearts, and they may even never know the answers in their lifetime.

I feel a sudden chill in my neck...

When Shen Ming's figure appeared again, more than a dozen streams of blood gushed out from the necks of the men in black at the same time! It was like a dozen red fountains gushing out at the same time.

Following the guidance of the man in black, the residential buildings on both sides of the street collapsed at the same time.

Shen Ming didn't look back, maintaining what he thought was a cool posture, holding the Tang sword, which was radiating cold light but not stained with blood.

Blood flowed to Shen Ming's feet. Shen Ming raised his feet with a look of disdain for this thick liquid.

"I am so noble to do such a vulgar job."

Putting away the Tang Dao with half a tube left, Shen Ming didn't even bother to look back and left unhurriedly.



"Mom, Arrogant, this guy really knows how to show off! To kill a mid-level mage leader and end it with one blow, you have to destroy his building! If you play like this, you will have to come back with one more blow.

!" Shen Ming is so angry at this moment!

On the top of the tallest white building in Beicheng District, the real Shen Ming is paying close attention to the people from the Black Church who are constantly coming around.

What just appeared on the playground and streets of Beicheng was just Shen Ming's emotional clone.

Shen Ming's emotional strength, which he had accumulated for so long, was finally put to use.

In addition to the playground and streets, everything else leading to Shen Ming's location in Beicheng District is controlled by emotional clones.

It was also the first time that Shen Ming saw other emotional clones besides laziness. These emotional clones looked very similar to Shen Ming's, but there were some differences.

As for strength, Shen Ming believed that even a high-level mage would not be able to take their blows if he held the emotional clones of the Seven Deadly Sins!

However, emotional clones also have fatal weaknesses. Their existence must rely on the seven deadly sins, which means that when the emotional power among the seven deadly sins is exhausted, that is when they return to Shen Ming's body.

Shen Ming must now retain his own power, facing so many Black Vatican personnel coming. Shen Ming knows that he may not have a chance to recover his magic power, so before seeing the person he wants to see again, he

The true nature will never show up easily.

"Hurry up! As long as you show up, everything I do will be meaningful!" Shen Ming's face was inevitably a little anxious, and he kept mumbling.

The battle has not really started yet. Although there are many people coming in this wave, the seven emotional clones have killed no less than a hundred members of the Black Church.

But these are not enough. Over the years, the peripheral personnel who are not even rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs have no influence at all on the Black Church lurking in the ancient capital.

The person Shen Ming really hopes to appear is Mu He. Only when this guy appears will what he has done become meaningful.

Because it means that the people from the Black Vatican are indeed panicking, which is why Shen Ming just deliberately called out that Archdeacon Hujin is Mu He.

It is difficult for Sa Lang to contact the outside world because of Zhu Meng's restraint, so can Mu He, who already knows that he has been exposed, still maintain his composure?



"All dead? Then why are you still alive!"

In the secret room, Mu He did not hesitate to freeze the person kneeling in front of him into ice, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"My lord, nothing can happen! Even if we die without a burial place, it doesn't matter!"

Mu He slowly closed his eyes. He was Salan's absolute admirer. He knew that after this incident, even if he was still alive, Salan would definitely execute him personally, but he couldn't control that much anymore.

As long as the leader who implements the great plan does not die, then everything has a chance! Therefore, Sa Long must not be exposed, and Shen Ming must die no matter what!


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