…

A treasure comparable to the Nightmare Heart?

Sang Long was speechless.

With such treasures, how could I hand them over? I have already used them myself.

Moreover, the comprehension of the Wall of Destiny requires the monk's understanding, destiny, luck, etc. to be tested.

It’s not certain how much you can gain from the Wall of Destiny. Maybe you’ll get nothing at all?

Under such circumstances, how could it be possible for Sang Long to exchange a treasure comparable to the Nightmare Heart?

but……

Sang Long glanced at Xingtong.

If it were Xingtong, maybe he would agree.

Xingtong's destiny and luck are special, and he seems to be extremely suitable for the laws recorded on the Wall of Destiny.

In addition, Xingtong's talent and understanding are astonishing, and he has long mastered a secret method related to the supreme scripture on the Wall of Destiny.

If she could enter it, she might be able to achieve huge gains beyond her imagination.

Sang Long received some information that Xingtong seemed to have come in with a special mission this time.

That mission is related to the Wall of Destiny.

'Will Xingtong agree?'

Sang Long thought to himself, his figure moved slightly, took a few steps back, and came to Xingtong's side.

Stand side by side with it.

Now, there is no point in continuing to fight.

Even with the support of Xingtong and other powerful men from the Nightmare Tribe, Sang Long was no match for the ten huge bloody giants in front of him.

However, it is not easy for the other party to deal with him.

The shortcomings of that combined attack formation are very obvious. It is good at defense and passive defense, but is not suitable for offense and pursuit.

If Sang Long and the others wanted to run away, Lin Zheyu really couldn't do anything to them.

This was also the reason why Lin Zheyu didn't take action until Xingtong was almost ready before suddenly taking action.

"how?"

Sang Long asked.

He planned to retreat.

Since something can't be done, then give up decisively. Fighting here is not a good choice.

Without the Wall of Destiny, there is still the Nightmare Heart to fight for, and there are other powerful chance treasures in other wonders waiting for him.

There is no need for Sang Long to hang himself on the 'tree' of the Wall of Destiny.

"How are you thinking?"

Before Xingtong could answer, Lin Zheyu in the distance also spoke.

"The Wall of Destiny is a supreme treasure that even world lord-level beings covet. If you miss this opportunity, you will never encounter it again."

Xingtong was slightly silent after hearing this.

She squinted her eyes and stared at Lin Zheyu silently, with faint golden light flowing in her eyes.

a long time……

There was a flash of wonder in her eyes, a hint of solemnity and disbelief.

"Clone!"

"Each of these monks is actually a clone of Your Excellency!"

"With such a large number of clones and such strong strength, you are really good at it!"

Xingtong's eyes were filled with golden light, and he saw through Lin Zheyu's cover-up methods.

She was really shocked.

Who in the right mind would spend so much time and energy condensing such an astonishing number of powerful clones?

Even if you want to, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it.

It is not difficult to refine an ordinary clone, but it is not so easy to refine such a powerful clone.

"Clone?!"

Sang Long was stunned for a moment, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Are these such powerful warriors all clones of the same person?

How is this possible?!!!

However, these words were said by Xingtong!

Sang Long suppressed the shock in his heart.

He breathed softly, the purple eyes between his eyebrows were filled with charm, and his eyes were scanning Lin Zheyu's clones back and forth.

After a while, the shock in Sang Long's eyes became more intense.

"Clone!"

"Surprisingly! All of these are actually clones of the same person!!"

Sang Long was inexplicably shocked.

He had not guessed this at all before, and thought that there was a group of powerful warriors hidden in the cave.

after all,

What normal monk would gather so many and powerful clones while sitting idle with nothing to do!

There are so many clones with such powerful strength, and it takes a huge amount of treasures, resources, and a terrifying amount of effort, energy, and time to refine them.

This is only theoretically possible.

Those who can really do it are rare.

At least, Sang Long thought he couldn't do it.

If you want the clone to be strong, you need to inject enough true spirit into the clone.

If too little true spirit is injected into the clone, the clone's strength will not be improved, and it will be useless to the main body.

However,

And the number of true spirits of each creature is limited.

If in order to make the clone strong enough, too many true spirits are divided and injected into the clone.

It will also affect the main body, causing the main body's strength and potential to be greatly affected.

Somewhat putting the cart before the horse.

Only monks who have exhausted their potential and have no hope of further improvement in strength will spend their time refining powerful clones.

Normal monks rarely refine clones that are too powerful.

Unless the monk himself possesses a huge true spirit and can refine one or two clones that are comparable to the original deity, the impact on the original deity will be extremely low.

"How did this guy do it?"

"How powerful is this person's true spirit?" Sang Long breathed softly, still a little unbelievable.

These methods are truly remarkable.

They were not defeated unjustly.

only……

'In this case, could it be that the only monks in the cave are the human race in front of me?'

Sang Long's eyes narrowed.

If this is the case, the strength of this guy in front of me is probably beyond imagination.

Now even if the other party lets him in unconditionally, Sang Long doesn't dare to go in.

He is afraid that the opponent will close the door and beat the dog, and catch the turtle in the jar.

Sang Long turned his head slightly and looked at Xingtong, who also looked over at this time.

From the look in the other person's eyes, Sang Long knew that Xingtong was also thinking about him and realized the terrifying strength of the human race in front of him.

"Walk!"

Xingtong said in a deep voice.

Her thoughts moved slightly, endless mysterious runes poured out, and the surrounding formation restrictions bloomed with a faint light, wrapping Tianning and other powerful men on her side, and disappeared into a wisp of light.
To be continued...