The Chosen Game

Chapter 1122 Clone
It's the wood hidden formation and the broken formation orb. Duan Chen is worthy of being the god of the ancient times. He is a higher-level existence than the high-ranking demon god. The "black technology" in his hands is really endless...

Xin You couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

This is the benefit of years of precipitation.

Like him, from birth to now, it has been less than 100 years. In order to survive better, he spends almost all his time on cultivation. How can he have time to study formations, refining tools, and alchemy? 'Heretics'?
If he can also become an immortal demon god in the future, and spend tens of thousands, no, only a few thousand years, to study formations and weapon refining and other "heretics", he feels that he can also be like Duan Chen. Formation, weapon refining and other things are so smooth.

Xin You recalled the days when he got to know Han Tide again. It was a day that he felt very nostalgic. At that time, Han Tide also had various "black technologies" emerging one after another. He is good at everything, alchemy, and he is also well-informed, giving people a feeling of omniscience and omnipotence, which shocked him at that time as a heavenly man!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking: "Duan Shen, your level of formation and weapon refining, compared to Han Tide, no, compared to Wu Guihan, which one is stronger or weaker?"

Duan Chen was adjusting the 'Broken Formation Bead' in his hand at this time, he glanced at Xin You, and said: "That boy Yang Yuzhong, most of the things in his stomach are learned from me, What do you say?"

What Duan Chen wanted to express was already very clear, Wu Guihan and Yang Yuzhong, no matter in terms of array formation, weapon refining, or alchemy, he was inferior to Duan Chen in all aspects!

Xin You opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

However, if he thought about it carefully, he felt that Duan Chen should not have lied to himself.

After all... No matter how the cold wave surprised him at that time, he needed refining tools and alchemy furnaces for refining weapons, and the time spent was not short, unlike Duan Chen. , or refining the broken array beads, Xin You has never seen any auxiliary equipment around him, only saw a light green light floating in his hand, this light green light seems to have no power, but even the fragments of the Great Thousand Weapon can As it slowly melted, the Magical Treasure Breaking Formation Bead was also slowly formed in this light green light.

At this time, it was hundreds of millions of kilometers away from the large star plane where Xin You and the others were located.

This is an endless black area.

It is this black area that separates the Chaotic Star Sea from the Broken Star Field, making the Chaotic Star Sea a system of its own.

A sage, a novice Chosen One, is flying in this black area.

He looked cautious, even with a hint of panic on his face.

This Chosen One is one of the 100 Chosen Ones controlled by Zhu Yan.

call!A red figure appeared in front of him out of thin air. Before the Chosen One could react, his body was split in two!

"Han..." Even though the body of the Chosen One was split in two, he was still alive. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the movement of this red figure was too fast. He only had time to say a cold word, and he was completely killed, both body and soul!

It wasn't until this time that the red figure slowly solidified. It was wearing a blood-colored robe, which was eighty-nine times similar to Han Tide's face!

Han Xin couldn't help frowning slightly. Before the Chosen One was about to die, although there was panic and despair on his face, there was still a hint of urgency. He uttered the word 'Han'. What exactly did he want to say to himself? ?
The next moment, hoo!Han Xin's figure turned into blood mist and disappeared out of thin air.

Almost at the same time, hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, another Chosen One was also killed by a poor man in a blood robe.

Before dying, the Chosen One shouted out a sentence in the same tone of eagerness. His strength was stronger and he had reached the high level of a sage. Therefore, there was an extra word in the shouted words.

"Cold salary..."

It's not that Han Xin knows the teleportation technique and can travel hundreds of thousands of kilometers in an instant, but...these are just his bloody avatars.

Defined by the Dao of Heaven as the most powerful saint, and the life seed of the high-ranking demon god Wu Guihan, who has inherited most of Wu Guihan's memory, it is quite normal for Han Xin to have the ability to clone himself.

Although the strength of these clones of him is far inferior to that of the main body, each clone also has the strength of a median saint. It is definitely not enough to deal with those saints at the top level, but it is used to deal with those who participated For the "Origin of the World" campaign-level mission, the strength of the chosen ones at the most middle-level saint level must be more than enough.

Even if there is an existence with particularly strong combat power among the middle-ranked saints who came to participate in this "World Origin" campaign-level mission, his avatar cannot kill this kind of holy-level chosen one, and his body will also be killed in a very short time. Come and kill it!
In less than an hour, Zhu Yan controlled his mind, and more than 100 of the 60 Chosen Ones sent to Luan Xinghai died in the hands of Han Xin's avatars.

The avatars only know how to follow orders, their wisdom is concentrated on fighting, and they are not very good at thinking.

More than an hour later, among the Chosen Ones controlled by Zhu Yan, the most powerful first-ranked saint was also sensed by the cosmic Xuantong Formation that existed in the darkness. He was also attacked by a clone of Han Xin.

This chosen one, after all, has the strength of the first saint, and it is impossible to be instantly killed by Han Xin's bloody clone.

While trying his best to resist the attack of Han Xin's avatar, he shouted: "Han Xin! The master told me to tell you, Xin You, Xin You, the peak sage together at that time, had dived into the chaotic star sea not long ago! He Right now..."

Only the chosen one whose strength has reached the level of a saint can say this sentence in full under the onslaught of the cold salary avatar.

The cold salary avatar frowned slightly, and slowed down its attack a little.

Xin You... the name made him feel a little familiar...

There is a great connection between the avatar and the main body. When Han Xin's avatar, through this mysterious connection, feeds back the information he has obtained to his main body.

Only a breath of time passed, Han Xin's avatar stopped attacking, his body trembled slightly, and more wisdom radiated in his blood-colored eyes.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The Chosen One, you are talking about Xin You, but that Xin You who escaped from the chaotic sea of ​​stars?"

"Yes! That's him!" The holy-level chosen one nodded repeatedly.

Han Xin's blood-colored eyes contained coldness, and he said coldly: "The chosen one, you dare to lie to me, this Xin You is obviously just a high-ranking saint, is it the peak saint you said? Besides, according to the way of heaven According to the rules, only the chosen ones of the middle saint level and below can enter the Chaotic Star Sea, so how can this Xin You enter the Chaotic Star Sea?"

(End of this chapter)