All People's Island: My Mobile Phone Links All Worlds

Next, Wang Xuan resorted to a more terrifying move.

The Great Wall is connected into a network!

The new Great Wall emerges from the ground and surrounds the enemy.

The Great Wall is connected and staggered, forming a grid.

Every grid is packed with fake terracotta warriors.

Wang Xuan's Terracotta Army shoots arrows down from above.

The lifted Great Wall was divided into small troops of several hundred people, trapped within the city walls.

Wang Xuan This is the Great Wall.

This is the maze of thousands of miles!

Correspondingly, his spiritual power is rapidly depleting!

As the center, Wang Xuan, who constructed all these avatars.

The spiritual power lost every second is calculated in tens of millions.

He clenched the Qin Wangjian in his hand painfully, and the spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleting and replenishing rapidly.

10 Universe gourds, 4.75 billion spiritual power.

His body was constantly being washed away by spiritual power.

The added spiritual power will be sucked away by Wang Xuan's breakup in less than a second.

Qin Wangjian summons the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles and an army of millions without consuming spiritual power.

However, what the clone 29 creates will have to be consumed.

The field of the Great Wall and the army of one million are the skills that Qin Wangjian comes with.

The clone cannot be changed out of thin air.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath: "The field of the Great Wall, shrink!

The Great Wall moved like a long dragon, constantly squeezing the counterfeit troops.

Wang Xuan clenched his fists: "Fuck! Faster! Faster!"

The towering city walls are constantly moving, colliding with each other.

The enemy in the gap was crushed and crushed by the Great Wall in an instant.

The moving Great Wall is like a dragon on land!

Its domain is that people can't fly out and can only rely on climbing walls.

Wang Xuan was sore and happy: "Ha, after using the clone, I developed a new way to play the Great Wall!"

The King Qin sword in his hand turned: "Reduce 50 million terracotta warriors and horses!

You must reduce the amount of spiritual power you consume.

Compared to the Terracotta Warriors, this moving Great Wall is more practical.

The moving Great Wall dragon surrounded the enemy, constantly shrinking and squeezing the range, and finally trapped the fakes in the middle.

He widened his eyes, roared angrily, and made an inhuman sound.

In front of him, a new Great Wall was erected against Wang Xuan.

Standing on the moving Great Wall, Wang Xuan shouted angrily: "Fake people, dare to copy the appearance of the First Emperor! Die to Laozi! 35

Outside, there are 51 moving Great Walls, Wang Xuan and 50 clones control the Great Wall to shrink continuously.

On the other side, he also glanced at the value.

Less than 10 seconds!

Of his 4.75 billion spiritual power, 2.6 billion are left, and it is still declining rapidly.

We must catch up before the spiritual power of Qiankun Gourd is exhausted!

be quick!

Outside are 51 khaki dragons, and inside is a black Great Wall of undead fakes.

This circle is constantly shrinking, and the black Great Wall is constantly squeezed by Wang Xuan, and finally collapses and crumbles.

"Do not!!!

The impostor roared, and it could finally speak something human.

But here comes the problem!

A cold sweat broke out on Wang Xuan's forehead: "If you don't die, you won't die, how can I kill it?

The undead are truly immortal.

They are not even souls, they have transcended body and soul.

If the body is a match, the soul is the oil in a lighter.

Then the undead are the ashes left by burning!

Ashes that can no longer be burned again.

Even if I defeat it now, it will soon be resurrected...

Just when Wang Xuan hesitated.

The old man's voice sounded again.

【Use my sword, use the power of kingship!】

Um?

Can King Qin's sword kill Ashes? Kill the undead?

Wang Xuan lowered his head and looked at the Lu Lu sword in his hand.

without hesitation.

There is still 1.1 billion spiritual power left in the Qiankun Gourd!

"cut!"

Wang Xuan and 50 clones rushed towards the impostor.

He let out a sharp growl that made Wang Xuan feel very uncomfortable.

An impostor who looks like Qin Shihuang, makes the sound of a monster with low IQ.

This is the greatest insult to the First Emperor!

"Death to the Lord!"

Wang Xuan and 50 clones rushed over and stabbed the undead impostor.

It roared and swung its long sword, constantly slashing.

Don't underestimate this fake, its strength is extremely strong.

Wang Xuan's clones were cut off one by one!

The sword in its hand was swung faster and faster, and Wang Xuan's avatar kept shattering.

Everyone who watched the live broadcast was stunned.

Just at the moment when the counterfeit is getting faster and faster.

Pfft!

A sword emerged from its heart.

The sword of King Qin in his hand began to ignite the fire of kingship.

It opened its eyes wide and suddenly turned to look at Wang Xuan: "It's so warm, so painful, so happy..."

The impostor speaks...

His body began to turn into ashes and drifted away little by little.

When there was only one head left, the undead laughed and said, "Be careful, be careful of the Western gods...

what?

This head eventually turned into black ash and drifted away, and was blown away by the wind.

900 looked at Wang Xuan very gratefully before it died.

Wang Xuan killed it, and let it go.

Those who lose their world become undead and will live in eternal pain.

It's just the western gods before it died...

Wang Xuan touched his chin thoughtfully.

What is it trying to tell itself?

Could it be that the counterfeit who was killed by himself was a fake, Qin Shi Huang himself?

Wang Xuan grabbed a handful of ash, and it quickly dissipated in his hands, melting to the point where not even slag remained.

Looking at the Qin Wangjian in his hand, Wang Xuan frowned.

These Riddlers are really annoying!

Can't tell him the truth in one breath Wang Xuan?

Really bad luck, grass!

Shaking his head to shake the thoughts out of his head.

It was too complicated for him to think about it.

But the King Qin sword in his hand is really strong.

With the clone technique, you can create 51 areas of the Great Wall. You can change the terrain any way you want, and you can force the enemies to be separated.

powerful!

When Wang Xuan was excited, the old man's voice sounded again.

[Congratulations on your revenge for me, but don't blame it, it is also a poor person. 】

【Go to open my tomb and take away the funeral objects inside!】

Oh!? There are rewards!.

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