When Song Qingwen admitted it, Ke Xiaoliang didn't hesitate at all.
The punch that had been prepared long ago was punched directly in the face.
Since this punch was prepared, there was no room for Song Qingwen to dodge. No matter who he was... within five steps at this moment, if Ke Xiaoliang punched with all his strength... he would die!
Song Qingwen knew so much, how could Ke Xiaoliang allow him to continue wandering outside?
No matter what kind of ambition he has, no matter what kind of calculation he has behind his back.
The previous tolerance has reached its limit.
If you continue to be patient, that would not be 'repaying', it would be weakness.
Therefore, Song Qingwen could not kill him completely, but he must be sent to Huzhong Realm for supervision.
For this reason, even if it cost him his spirituality and prevented Song Qingwen from continuing to deduce the method of sealing demons, he would not hesitate.
What's more, although talents are few, they are not irreplaceable.
Song Qingwen's position in the wasteland world will be filled by someone sooner or later, as long as the wasteland world shows enough value.
"Wait a minute, don't you want to know the specific promotion path for the Demon Sealer's sixth stage of the Soul Sun? Don't you want to know if there are other sixth levels besides the Soul Sun? There is also a deduction for the seventh stage. Directions, I can provide these." Faced with Ke Xiaoliang's unreasonable punch and the power of magnetism squeezing from all directions, Song Qingwen said while opening the giant mana rune shield.
boom!
The power of the fist exploded, and the giant mana shield was broken in just a moment. Before Song Qingwen had time to fight back, Ke Xiaoliang's power of fist continued to attack, killing him further.
The power of this punch cannot be blocked by a mere magic shield.
At the same time, they are too close to each other.
At such a close distance, Song Qingwen, who was not good at close combat compared to Ke Xiaoliang, really suffered a lot.
Of course, even in a distant battle, Song Qingwen was by no means Ke Xiaoliang's opponent.
If he was confident that he could defeat Ke Xiaoliang, how could he get Ke Xiaoliang as the leader of the clan? How could he suspect that Ke Xiaoliang was the master of another world, but at the same time be timid and only dare to test cautiously?
Ke Xiaoliang's punch arrived before Song Qingwen's magic barrier could be propped up.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Song Qingwen's whole body exploded.
A moment later, still above the Heart Demon Hall, Song Qingwen reappeared, but his face was pale.
Wherever Ke Xiaoliang's fist struck, a broken peach charm slowly turned into powder and dissipated.
"A thousand-year-old mahogany heart, a death talisman made through multiple processes and cultivated for many years! Not bad...how many such good things do you have?" Ke Xiaoliang asked Song Qingwen from a distance.
Song Qingwen did not answer this question, but said: "I major in the art of clones, and the relationship between clones and the main body is mutual transformation. Even if you kill me here today, I am still alive, and I will At that time, you will never be able to find me again. Because you have no idea how many clones I have and how many hidden identities I have."
"And I have already calculated it. You have always been good at melee combat and direct attacks. You are not good at the curse technique that is so powerful that it directly touches the origin of the soul. So you can't use me to destroy all my Doppelgänger.”
"Killing me is just in vain. Apart from destroying my original plan, there is no benefit at all. Such behavior that harms others and does not benefit oneself is not rational."
"Why don't you let me go, cooperate with my plan, beat me out of the Ten Demon Sect, and then announce to the outside world that I am the secret agent of Zhenwu Sect. When I get what I want, we can continue to cooperate."
"In the world of spiritual practice, a wealthy couple is indispensable. You and I are on the same journey. Whether we are enemies or friends, we will help each other... Why do you have to kill me?"
Perhaps he was really worried that Ke Xiaoliang would kill him. In just a few breaths, Song Qingwen was very articulate and spoke very fast, but clearly conveyed a series of words.
However, Ke Xiaoliang just silently took out the hook.
This was created by Ke Xiaoliang by analyzing the underworld artifact, the soul-drawing rope, and then imitating it using the Huzhongjie.
The real power is, of course, far less than the real chance of seducing the soul.
But it is also stronger than those ordinary artifact projections. The most important thing is that it has the function of seducing souls and seducing souls.
The underworld is trying to catch the monks who have expired. Shouldn't they care about the monks practicing the art of clones?
To achieve the purpose of deceiving the evil spirits through the technique of clone, and then avoid death and prolong life?
The confidence lies in the soul hooking rope. Once the soul hooking rope falls, no matter how many memories or even souls have been split by various means, the main soul will be the core to pull back the remaining split souls.
Of course, there are ways to eliminate the soul-spelling effect of the Soul-Seducing Rope.
In addition to being completely transformed into another species and changing from the soul level, like the rumored transformation method of Tiangang and Earth Demon.
There are also soul clones that truly create independent individuals.
After searching for a while, Song Qingwen no longer talks nonsense, and no longer takes chances.
He already knew very well that Ke Xiaoliang wanted to take action against him, and it was no longer a day's work.
Today, it was just him who walked in the door and met an 'appropriate' opportunity.
To break the situation, the key is not to defeat Ke Xiaoliang, but to first destroy the soul hook in Ke Xiaoliang's hand.
Thinking together, Song Qingwen put his fingers together, a little between his eyebrows.
In an instant, hundreds of real and fake Song Qingwen suddenly appeared in the entire inner demon hall.
But these hundreds of Song Qingwen all stretched out their fingers at the same time, gathered their magic power, and struck out with a finger force towards Ke Xiaoliang and the seduction rope in his hand.
At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang suddenly roared angrily.
"Song Qingwen! You have wasted the many years of training that the Ten Demon Sect has given you, and you have let down the expectations and admiration of hundreds of thousands of disciples on the corpse mountain. You secretly communicated with the Zhenwu Sect, and you actually wanted to plot against the master of the sect, and even tried to save the Zhenwu Sect. The captured disciples of Wuzong use the wealth and goods of the disciples of my Ten Demon Sect to flatter those hypocritical and hypocritical people in the righteous way. Even though I have the status of master and disciple with you, I will deal with you today as the sect leader. ···!" Ke Xiaoliang's voice was not suppressed deliberately, but was even promoted.
The sound erupted from the inner demon hall, even lingering on the mountain of corpses, roaring like thunder.
Hundreds of Song Qingwen's expressions showed surprise at the same time.
Seems extremely flexible.
It's not just some rigid clone.
Song Qingwen was surprised that at this time, why Ke Xiaoliang acted like he was cooperating with his plan.
Such an operation made Song Qingwen unable to figure it out for a moment.
Using the dexterous and violent whipping technique as the background, the soul-seducing rope began to sweep through the inner demon hall.
One after another, the clones shattered and disappeared.
The seductive rope shuttled like a spiritual snake, and the sword flew out of Ke Xiaoliang's sleeves and began to swim quickly, crushing the fingers pointed by Song Qingwen into the Yuan Magnetic Force Field.
