"Put these spirit stones away. With the help of these spirit stones, I believe that ordinary phantom formations will be unable to harm you."
When two identical people stood in front of him, and they still said the same words and did the same things, looking at these two people, the little golden retriever was completely dumbfounded.
One of them spoke first, "Who are you?"
Before the other person could speak, that person said again, "How dare a little illusion run rampant here?"
"snort!"
"snort!"
When that person showed displeasure, a pressure was released centered on him. The other person also snorted coldly, releasing pressure that was not weaker than him.
Seeing that the two Wushu were about to fight, the little golden retriever said in a panic, "Brother Wushu? Brother Wushu? Where are you? Come and save the little golden retriever quickly."
"Brother Wushu? Brother Wushu? Where are you? Come and save the little golden retriever quickly."
To say that the appearance of two Kun Guo Wushu made the little golden retriever overwhelmed, but when he saw his other self, the little golden retriever almost spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.
boom!
In order to resolve the crisis in the illusion as soon as possible, Wu Shu directly attacked the illusion. After the punch hit, Wu Shu was also puzzled.
The illusion created by the illusion is too lifelike. Whether it is the strength of the illusion or the thickness of its fist, it is no different from the original martial arts book.
"This young master has underestimated this illusion?"
"This young master has underestimated this illusion?"
After the punch, Wu Shu also recognized the strength of the illusion. For the safety of Little Golden Retriever, Wu Shu said, "Little Golden Retriever, the illusion here is too dangerous. I will deal with it carefully. You don't need to worry about me."
The illusion said at the same time, "Little Golden Retriever. The illusion here is too dangerous. I will deal with it carefully. You don't need to worry about me."
Little Golden Retriever said understandingly, "Brother Wu Shu, Little Golden Retriever will never give up on you. Little Golden Retriever will definitely come back."
When the little golden retriever plunged into the earth, the little golden retriever transformed by the illusion was obviously slow and said, "Brother Wu Shu, the little golden retriever will never give up on you, the little golden retriever will definitely come back."
At this moment, in a hall somewhere in the fantasy realm, a middle-aged man was sipping tea while concentrating on the situation where Wu Shu was. When the little golden retriever plunged into the ground and prepared to escape, the tea in the middle-aged man's mouth was not missing. Squirt out.
"Can you still play like this?"
After calming down, the middle-aged man said again, "Although this golden-haired rat is a small king beast, it has not condensed the beast fire, which means that it has no fighting power. So it can be regarded as a sacrifice for this human race by running away." The boy has solved the worries of the future, and this Fantasy Saint can understand."
boom!
Without having to worry about the little golden retriever being affected, Wu Shu completely let himself go. As purple lightning bloomed around Wu Shu, Wu Shu knocked back the illusion's true body several feet with one punch.
"Fake, will be fake after all."
Although the illusion can transform into the form of martial arts, it is difficult to transform into the secret method practiced in martial arts.
When he saw the purple lightning blooming on the body of the illusion, Wu Shu directly activated the Heavenly Thunder Technique in his body to the extreme. Wu Shu thought that relying on the blessing of the small thunder and lightning dragon, he could easily defeat the illusion with the next punch. At that moment, a small purple thunder dragon covered in scales actually wrapped around the entire arm of the illusion.
boom!
Wu Shu was actually punched several feet away by the illusion.
The illusion taunted, "What's fake will always be fake."
After regaining his balance and looking into the illusion, Wu Shu sneered, "Interesting? I don't know how you did this. However, this young master knows that no matter how you reach the sky, without any practice, In the case of a certain secret method, if you want to use this secret method, you can only display the form of this secret method. But if you want to display the essence of this secret method, you cannot do it."
Huan Huan changed from his normal state and said, "Really? Although I have never practiced the Heavenly Thunder Technique, I have seen several practitioners of the Heavenly Thunder Technique over the past tens of thousands of years. I wonder how your boy is different from those before. ?”
The other party actually knows the Heavenly Thunder Technique?
After a pause, the illusion said again, "Oh? There is one more thing, I forgot to tell you. Although the Demonic Dragon Swallowing Technique is powerful, it may not be easy to use?"
Does the other party even know the Demonic Dragon Swallowing Technique?
The person who came here is not simple, and his strength may be unfathomable. Wu Shu said tentatively, "Tens of thousands of years? Illusion Saint? The senior has so many magical powers, why don't you show up to see him?"
The middle-aged man in the hall would choose to talk to Wu Shu with the help of illusion at this time. It is precisely because Wu Shu's phantom body just punched with a combat power that exceeded Wu Shu's body by 30%, but it failed to cause Wu Shu any damage. What harm.
Although Wu Shu's level of strength is not high, he is a rare talent.
But when Wu Shu asked these words, the middle-aged man was somewhat disappointed. A courageous person has no distracting thoughts except confidence. When Wu Shu asked these questions, it was already clear that Wu Shu had concerns.
"Boy, are you scared?"
"Afraid?"
As he spoke, the sledgehammer appeared in Wu Shu's hand, and Wu Shu said again, "As a normal person, isn't it normal for juniors to be afraid when encountering unknown masters? Of course..."
Wu Shu paused deliberately, waiting for the illusion to ask a question.
Three full breaths passed before the illusion said, "Of course?"
Pointing the sledgehammer in his hand at the illusion, Wu Shu said in a loud voice, "Of course, it's not easy to find someone who can fight, and the junior is also very scared...three hammers and two hammers are enough to kill the senior's phantom body."
"What did you say?"
For a time, tens of thousands of voices sounded in the fantasy realm. Although the words of these voices are different, their timbre is exactly the same.
"Hahaha...? Huan, you also have today, you are really laughing to death."
"Human boy, the Saint of this realm is optimistic about you!"
"Hahaha……"
Laughter echoed in the illusion array, but the middle-aged man sitting in the main hall clenched his fists, looking like he was going to give his martial arts a good meal.
"Hammer, come on!"
When a hammer character appeared in front of Wu Shu's illusion, Wu Shu's illusion just stretched out his palm towards the hammer symbol, and there was an extra sledgehammer in his phantom hand. The sledgehammer looks exactly like the one in Wu Shu's hand, and it exudes a majestic aura.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Hammer Saint, you are really a good helper for Huan. You have to rely on how he wants to use your power."
"Fuck you, who is the most difficult to break up with the Huan Sheng in the world of flowers, it must be your Realm Saint."
The battle between Wu Shu and his illusion was about to begin, but the sounds of quarrels kept coming from the illusion array. Wu Shu was confused. These voices were all the same, and thousands of words could appear at the same time. Could it be that the senior he met today was crazy?
