There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 909: True Founder and False Founder
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Huh?
Fang Zheng's keen perception, perceiving a peeping gaze behind him, turned around abruptly.
Huh!
Unexpectedly, when Fang Zheng turned around, the lights in the house suddenly went out.
Boom!
The wind is like thunder, like a flat ground thunder blowing up in a narrow and dark room. The foundation of the house shook violently, and the strong wind from the palm of the hand directly tore everything in the house to pieces.
Only the ancient paintings hung on the wall remain intact from beginning to end.
The special green spirit from the person in the painting +1.
Before Fang Zheng thought time, in the dark room, I saw a silhouetted figure running out of the ancient painting, just like a figure in a shadow puppet running out of the frame.
Except for an empty house on the ancient painting for a while, the person who was originally painted has disappeared.
The change came so quickly that Fang Zheng didn't even see the man's face.
Almost instantly, Fang Zheng subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.
A quick shot.
There was even a bang, and even the air came out with a crackling sound when it was squeezed by extreme speed.
Fang shot in an instant, but the person in the painting went around and grabbed the door.
His eyes fell.
"Want to escape?"
Fang Zheng is also very quick to respond, he just raised his foot, bang!
An old square wooden table at his feet was kicked by Fang Zheng and smashed into the door frame. A large amount of sawdust burst open, preventing the person in the painting from grabbing the door and fleeing.
However!
The person in the painting has changed his direction and has already taken the window from another direction and fled.
Next second!
Boom!
The snow-white sharp ghost knife was in Fang Zheng’s hand, and it shattered the house wall with a cold light, and a large number of masonry fragments flew around, like a thunder on the ground, and Fang Zheng was striding in the dust, and he had lifted the knife. Chase it up.
Fang Zheng, who was chasing after him with a knife, saw that the opponent had been a distance away from him, and it was not conducive to chasing under the complicated terrain surrounded by houses. He looked around and slammed his feet on the ground.
Boom!
The moss stone road under your feet is sunken, sinking several feet deep, people rising up into the sky like goshawks chasing cunning rabbits, and starting to leap over the roofs of houses.
Every time I take advantage of a leap, I stepped on a big hole in the tiled roof.
In a straight line chase, the distance is quickly getting closer.
In this way, Fang Zheng quickly chased out this ancient building complex.
In a few seconds, a familiar building appeared in front of Fang Zheng, which was exactly the same ancient building complex.
As soon as the opponent ran into the ancient building complex, Fang Zheng lost sight of the opponent.
Fang Zheng looked at the strange ancient building complex in front of him with amazement. He turned to look behind him, and there was also an ancient building complex standing behind him.
Fang Zheng carried a ghost knife in his hand, cautiously chasing into this ancient building complex.
Without chasing far enough, Fang Zheng saw the light coming from an old house.
Fang Zheng looked surprised.
The house is exactly the same as the lit-up house he entered before. The architectural style is exactly the same.
Even the directions are exactly the same.
With a weirdness in his heart, Fang Zheng stepped into the room and saw the empty back room and the exact same wall with the same ancient painting hanging on it.
Fang Zheng walked towards the ancient painting hanging on the wall.
I also saw the contents of the ancient paintings clearly.
The old painting again shows the house in front of you and him standing in front of the wall. But in the painting at this time, "He", the Ghost Head Sword has been out of its sheath.
Just when Fang Zheng stared at the "self" on the painting, looking attentively, planning to stretch out his left hand to test the ancient paintings on the wall, abruptly, the "self" of the ancient paintings came and turned around with a ghost in his hand. The sword thunderously slashed towards Fang Zheng, who was standing close in front of the wall.
The speed of the knife is extremely fast!
The sword is powerful and overbearing!
Even the air was cut and exploded!
At the same time, the only light in the room was instantly extinguished and plunged into the darkness of black light.
Yi!
Boom!
The collision of two knives is like two trains of locomotives weighing hundreds of tons. The explosion is too powerful. The wall shattered like a spider web crack.
A lot of dust was shaken down, and the whole ancient house became a crumbling building.
Only relying on the energy overflow of the confrontation can produce such a large amount of destructive power, it is impossible to imagine how terrifying the power of this knife is.
"Huh?"
Fangzheng gave a startled cry, as if he saw something that made him even more surprised.
This time "I" in the painting, unexpectedly took his knife.
Check the enemy with true spirit!
Aura illusion!
With his rich combat experience, Fang Zheng knew that there must be no hesitation in the battle. With a flick of a knife in his hand, he directly smashed the "self" in the painting in front of him.
The special green spirit from the person in the painting +1.
Fang Zheng didn't hesitate, and slashed at the ancient painting hanging on the wall.
But I don’t know!
Fang Zheng cut a hole with this knife.
Obviously, it's right in front of you.
But it seems that there is a layer of parallel space, and he can't really cut the ancient paintings hidden in another space with this knife.
Without waiting for Fang Zheng to think, someone ran out of the ancient painting.
Fang Zheng directly pursued it.
Soon...
Fang Zheng once again pursued another ancient building complex.
Chased to the same house again.
I saw the ancient paintings hanging on the wall again, as well as the "self" holding a Xueliang long knife in the ancient paintings.
It's exactly the same!
The only light in the room went out, and the "self" in the ancient painting slashed towards Fangzheng again.
Fangzheng was prepared this time, lifted the knife and prepared to block, but the change suddenly occurred!
With a slash to Fang Zheng's air, and a flick of a knife in the air, he deceived Fang Zheng's judgment. In fact, he slashed towards Fang Zheng from another tricky angle.
The person in the painting actually used Fang Zheng's illusion of Qi!
Fang Zheng showed a surprised expression on his face this time.
But playing a knife in front of him is like buying a juggler and playing a knife in front of Guan Gong!
That is looking for death!
Because no one can match his research on swordsmanship and his familiarity with Qi illusion.
Fang Zheng dodged a knife, a fist formed in his left hand, and Fumo Jin Gangyin shot and killed the person in the painting.
The special green spirit from the person in the painting +1.
"It seems that the'me' in this painting will be copied again and again? Growing up again and again? First, copy my power, then copy the ghost sword, the air illusion... all this looks more like Cloning me?"
Sure enough!
Next is the same picture, and he enters the fourth cycle.
This time, the person in the painting copied Founder's King Kong Demon Seal.
When the person in the painting displayed the Fumo Diamond Seal, the person was inexplicably stuck and motionless, and Fang Zheng easily slapped the result.
The fifth cycle...
When the person in the painting performed the ring of the Vajra Volcano Demon Seal again, he inexplicably got stuck.
The sixth cycle is still stuck in the Vajra Volta...
After killing the person in the painting with ease again, Fang Zheng was no longer in a hurry to chase him out. He walked out with his knife without any trouble, while thinking about the problem.
"Every time I get stuck in the Vortex Seal, it's a bit like when playing a game, a BUG suddenly appears, and the elite monster suddenly stops moving..."
"Why is this?"