For a time, Lin Jiu, who was born and raised, became an outsider in this primitive land.
“My heart for your heart.”
"No, it's my heart that contains my heart, and my heart that covers my heart."
"What a trick."
Lin Jiu immediately understood why he was the one being rejected and suppressed at this time.
Compared with the powerful method here in the ancient world, using my heart as my heart, my mind as my mind, and me as the master, this method from that world, which respects the earth and holds it high, is obviously more effective. It is no surprise that the "pleasure" of the land is supported by the land.
In fact, if he were not still in the wilderness at this time, but in that place, what Lin Jiu would have faced would not be the oppression and rejection of the land, but the intention to transform into a human form and directly fight on the field, even if he was not On the field, but during the fight, all the vitality, all changes, and all luck between the earth and the earth will stand against Lin Jiu.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiu couldn't help but think of those Taiyi Dao Lords who fought into the depths of Cang's remains.
If the battle situation they faced was really what they imagined, then their encounter would be really interesting.
When Lin Jiu's thoughts were flying around, his thoughts had been captured by the unknown person. Then, his mind was twisted, and he found a person who was exactly the same as Lin Jiu. His energy and mana were no different from Lin Jiu's. The person appeared in front of Lin Jiu.
The moment this figure appeared, it was the Three Thousand Worlds of Xianlingbao that Lin Jiu had refined. He couldn't help but sway slightly, unable to tell who was his master.
"You monster, please just play here. Take me back to Thorn Ridge to reorganize the situation of the monster clan, and then I will argue with you." After meeting Lin Jiu, the fake person immediately walked away and went to Go in the direction of Thorn Ridge.
"What a trick!" Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat.
This transformed fake Lin Jiu couldn't even tell the real thing from the fake one he refined. How could other people in Thorny Ridge tell the real thing from the fake one?
If this fake guy from that place really takes charge of the Demon Clan, and it is exposed later, the entire Demon Clan's face will probably be thrown to the ground and trampled on.
If it had not been exposed, the consequences would have been even more serious.
It has to be said that Li Daitao's plan, whether it comes from the person in front of him or from other people, should be called amazing.
"But you still need to be able to leave the academy." Lin Jiu laughed and stretched out his hand to grab it.
The aura of Dao Fruit unfolded, and the nine-phase flowers and leaves separated, and like a set of spiritual treasures, they fell in different directions and merged into them, subduing the entire land.
The land that had been infinitely repulsive to Lin Jiu a moment ago was completely under Lin Jiu's control at this moment.
All the earth energy flowing in the process moved with Lin Jiu's breathing, and the surrounding terrain, wind and rain also responded to the movement of Lin Jiu's magic power.
In just one word, Lin Jiu's figure dispersed.
When his figure regrouped, he had already appeared in front of the counterfeit, blocking his path.
The counterfeit turned and retreated again and again, making forty-eight turns in succession, but every time, as soon as he swayed, Lin Jiu had already stopped in front of him.
"This is impossible." The fake turned pale in horror. "My magic power and supernatural powers are the same as yours. How can you always be one step ahead of me?"
As he spoke, he pressed his hands and shot a six-one towards Lin Jiu.
"Sixty-one style." Lin Jiu raised his eyebrows.
He has already developed nine kinds of magical powers and grown nine heads. According to his deduction, his killing move should be the ultimate nine-one style.
But in fact, his ultimate move only went as far as Liuyi, the power of six songs and six supernatural powers.
Although the combinations of various magical powers are endless, this Six-One Style is the limit that Lin Jiu can currently use.
Further up, Qi Yi was only in Lin Jiu's vision. Every time he tried to deduce Qi Yi, Lin Jiu's physical body would begin to collapse at any time with just one starting gesture.
But the problem is that since Lin Jiu advanced his killing move to the 61st style, he has never shown such a method in front of thousands of people.
But unfortunately, the counterfeit in front of him actually used this Sixty-One Style in front of him.
This is enough to show that the Wumingshi's magical power in front of him not only reproduced Lin Jiu's body and magic power, but also directly reproduced Lin Jiu's magical power.
Feeling the surging power, instead of being shocked, Lin Jiu was extremely happy.
An opponent whose power is exactly the same as his own, who can completely copy everything about himself, and whose thoughts in his mind are completely different from his own, isn't it exactly what he dreams of, who can forcibly advance his killing move from the Sixth Form to the Seventh Form? The best candidate for deduction?
Looking at the whole world, besides such a person, who else can allow me to understand the power and shortcomings of my ultimate move in a clearer way?
"Now, you really can't leave." Lin Jiuxin stopped the man in front of him with great joy, and did not do anything with him, even if he started fighting with him.
Both of them are outstanding people from different places, and they have exactly the same power. They are fully aware of Peter's methods.
When two people fight like this, as soon as the other party raises his hand, he already knows what method the other party is going to use, and then responds at the same time.
In an instant, the two had already fought for more than 400 rounds.
Among these more than 400 rounds, apart from the beginning, when the counterfeit hit Lin Jiu with a six-one move that caught Lin Jiu off guard and suffered some losses, the subsequent fights between the two sides were evenly divided, and no one could Nothing can be done about anyone.
"No wonder you dare to break into the wilderness and stir up wind and rain. Your ability is indeed unique." Lin Jiu separated from the man in front of him.
"If Your Majesty doesn't go back, the demon clan will really be dispersed." After another blow, the man was separated from Lin Jiu, and the look on his face was slightly distorted for an instant.
As he spoke, a water mirror unfolded between the two of them.
But this is exactly the battle situation around Thorny Ridge.
While Lin Jiu was fighting with this impostor, Maitreya and the Buddha demons under his command had already reached the foot of Thorn Ridge.
Under that terrifying power, the many demon gods of the demon clan, even if they joined forces, could not stop Maitreya.
"It's two different things to win against him when we get to Thorn Ridge." Lin Jiu took a look at the battle situation.
