Fighting the Supreme Realm

This skin and the original god seem to be symbiotic. The original god's clone can clearly perceive the symbiotic connection with it, so when the mind moves, it turns into a ray of red light and is incorporated into the eyebrows.

There is no reason to stay here anymore. I have also completed my training and successfully broke through to the four-star Fighting God. But when I left, Xiao Yan was very interested in one thing.

"You said the clones of the Evil Lord can be fused?" Xiao Yan asked Lei Ji. Xiao Yan didn't know much about the Evil Lord, he just knew the name.

"As far as I know, that's the case." Lei Ji nodded. Xiao Yan was very interested in this fusion, but I didn't know if he could do it.

The clone of the original god came to the side of the original god, with the same eyes and the same soul, but how could the two bodies become one? How could they become one?

"Do you know the specific method?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly. The power to seize the body was obtained inexplicably, as if he was born with it, but Xiao Yan really didn't know the method of fusion.

Lei Jidang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This must be the evil master's secret after all. How could I know about it?"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, every time like this, there must be surprises in Zichen Xuling Pagoda. Xiao Yan immediately closed his eyes and entered Zichen Xuling Pagoda.

Xiao Yan went directly to the third level of skill level. Starlight was floating here and there. Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and touched the starlight. Most of his fighting skills were completely behind and Xiao Yan didn't really need it.

"Aren't you at this skill level?" Xiao Yan murmured, and the figure of Old Zhan appeared.

"Go to the ninth floor and have a look. Maybe there is something you need." Old Zhan said. There are a total of twenty-two floors in the Chenxu Spirit Pagoda. Now Xiao Yan has only set foot on the eighth floor, which is the Immortal Ruins. It records the memory of Your Majesty’s past lives.

After receiving instructions from Mr. Zhan, Xiao Yan did not hesitate and went directly to the eighth floor. He stood at the entrance to the ninth floor. Xiao Yan's body disappeared into the light wall and entered the ninth floor without any obstruction. .

On the ninth floor, there are no gorgeous scenes. It looks more like a preservation of a scene. In the center, there is a stone seat, and there is a corpse on the stone seat. Although it is dead, its appearance is completely preserved.

"This...could this be the corpse of the Evil Lord?!" Xiao Yan was surprised and walked forward slowly.

Xiao Yan looked at the corpse, and he could clearly see a maroon mark between his eyebrows. Looking down his face, he saw that the corpse was holding an ancient scroll in its hand.

Xiao Yan immediately bowed his hands and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, senior."

After saying that, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to take the ancient scroll in the corpse's hand. He held the scroll. Xiao Yan exerted force, but found that the corpse's grip was very tight. Xiao Yan frowned slightly and was about to withdraw his hand.

Suddenly, the other hand of the corpse suddenly raised and grabbed Xiao Yan's arm. A pair of eyes suddenly opened. The originally lifeless corpse opened its eyes, and a pair of gray eyes looked towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was startled, and Xiao Yan hurriedly smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, I don't know that you are still alive..."

Xiao Yan spoke, but the figure still looked at Xiao Yan without saying a word. Xiao Yan felt that the palm holding him was cold and bone-chilling, and even at this moment, Xiao Yan still could not feel any life in this figure.

"Haha, you are so cowardly!"

At this moment, a voice came out. Xiao Yan was startled and looked at the figure, only to find that the figure had not spoken. After listening carefully, he discovered that the voice came from behind him.

At some point, a man appeared behind Xiao Yan. The man was slender and had a pair of special red and phoenix eyes. He looked full of evil charm. The corners of his mouth were always raised, giving people a weird feeling.

Xiao Yan fiercely withdrew his palm, turned around and looked at the man.

"Evil...Evil Lord?" Xiao Yan looked at the man, as if he didn't need to tell him, he felt this way at the first sight.

"As expected of an old enemy, you can recognize me at a glance even after reincarnation. It seems that we are true love!" The man said with a smile. Obviously, he is the legendary Evil Lord who rivals His Majesty!

Xiao Yan immediately cupped his hands and clasped his fists. His Majesty was on an equal footing with him. As for him, he was the reincarnation and could only be regarded as a junior in any case. He had to be polite.

"It seems that you have successfully taken away the body of the original god. Not bad, not bad. It would have been great if I had obtained the body of the original god. I heard that the original god has super long-lasting power!" Evil Lord said, not looking serious at all, and Your Excellency, this is a complete contrast.

Your Majesty is more calm, but this evil one seems to not pay attention to the key points of everything. He completely follows his own temperament and says whatever comes to his mind.

"This junior is confused, if I am the reincarnation of Your Majesty, why do you have the power to seize your body?" Xiao Yan expressed the question in his heart, fearing that he would not have the chance to ask.

"That guy forced me to reincarnate. His grandma didn't know how much effort I put into my cultivation. Thinking about it makes me angry. I cursed his fighting spirit to stay at the third level, and then he was Abandon...I don’t know if it will come true." The Evil Lord completely answered the question, but when Xiao Yan heard this, his forehead was suddenly covered with many black lines.

Although it was a very long time ago, Xiao Yan has never forgotten that when he was a boy, he was a genius. He gathered the whirlpool of fighting spirit early and became the youngest fighter. Duan, is this the result of the Evil Lord’s curse?

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, and the Evil Lord saw Xiao Yan's expression and thought he was laughing again.

"Haha, I'm sorry. I'm not sorry. It's just that the old guy is too hateful. Haha, I'm not scolding you. Really..." Evil Lord explained while laughing. Xiao Yan also had a bitter look on his face. It felt like he was Scolding him, but it doesn't seem like it.

"Can the Evil Lord tell me why?" Xiao Yan asked again when he saw that the Evil Lord still didn't return to the subject.

The Evil Lord stopped laughing for a while, looked at Xiao Yan with a half-smile, and then slowly said: "That old man is indeed good at plotting, but I know that with his own power, his reincarnation is no better than Miao Tan. If the crisis facing Shenxi's world is to be reversed, he can't do it without me, so... I have made arrangements."

"Although I was reincarnated, I still had a clone left behind. Unfortunately, without my soul, the clone's life was short. Finally, I discovered that this old man's real plan was in the ninth life. I could only make a desperate move. If we can really win the original God clone, there is a chance of success, and at least we can continue on the road ahead. "

"As for the power of seizing the body, I gave it to you forcefully and sacrificed my soul to you. The soul I had left should have been sacrificed when I took the body, so you could successfully seize the body." The Evil Lord slowly said After speaking, Xiao Yan was slightly startled. It turned out that the black shadow hidden in his shadow was really the Evil Lord.