The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 419
Although it is a clone, the strength of Phantom Lord's clone is also at the level of a marquis-level wraith spirit, and it is a marquis-level that even the Marquis of Tianwu cannot match.

Don't look at the fact that he was dealing with these warriors just now, but the main energy is still on the wraiths of Marquis Tianwu. After all, only the wraiths can know the power of the wraiths, they are the same kind of people.

"Shh!"

Without any hesitation, the phantom marquis condensed his grievance into a spear, and then pierced Tang Ling like an overdrawn javelin.

The spear brought out a fiery red phantom in the night sky, and it was in front of Tang Ling in a blink of an eye, but it was easily caught by Tang Ling's captor, and then turned around and threw it back at a faster speed.

"Peng!"

After the explosion, the spear was offset by the condensed shield in front of Phantom Hou.

However, this brief confrontation also made Phantom Hou look at Tang Ling with a serious expression on his face, and then suddenly said: "That day, it was you..."

"it's me."

Tang Ling nodded with a smile, knowing that what he was talking about was about being blown away by himself with three moves in Yunwu Mountain.

With Tang Ling's nod of approval, Phantom Hou's fear of Tang Ling deepened a lot, while Tang Ling seemed a lot calmer in comparison. Looking at him, he said, "How about a chat, don't you think so? Distinguished body will be the opponent of this king, right?"

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you won't know until you've fought."

Before he could finish speaking, the figure of Phantom Hou had already pierced through the air, attacking Tang Ling brazenly with his left palm and right fist.

Regarding this result, Tang Ling was no exception. He directly used the most powerful Nether Dragon Burst among the 36 Nether Forms that he could use now, and punched Phantom Hou.

"boom!"

The moment Tang Ling swung his fist, the power of the black ghost condensed into the dragon's head.

The powerful and terrifying force directly collided with Phantom Hou head-on with a crushing force, and with one punch, this Phantom Hou's clone was sent flying hundreds of meters backwards, and at the same time, a capture hand caught the flying blood essence in the air. hand.

"Are you still fighting?"

Looking at Phantom Hou, who was knocked unconscious by his punch, Tang Ling played with the blood essence in his hand and said, "If you don't want to fight, come here and have a chat. You and I don't actually have any deep hatred, do we?"

Although force is not the best way to solve the problem, it is definitely one of the most effective ways.

After being punched, Phantom Hou, who recognized the truth, surged with resentment and reappeared to be well-dressed and gentle, as if the person who was punched flying by Tang Ling just now was not him.

"Come on, what do you want to talk about?"

Phantom Hou came a few meters in front of Tang Ling, took another look at the blood essence that had fallen into Tang Ling's hands, and said, "You moved the peaches that Ben Hou has raised for so many years, but now you say that you have no deep hatred with Ben Hou, don't you think it's ridiculous?" ?"

"Impatience."

Tang Ling shook his head lightly with a smile, "However, it doesn't matter if I'm the same clone as you. Let your real body come and discuss with this king."

Hearing this, Phantom Hou was taken aback for a moment, and the aura on his body just about to speak couldn't help fluctuating.

Immediately afterwards, although it was still the same figure, Phantom Hou's eyes and aura were obviously more natural now, and the strong hostility in the eyes looking at Tang Ling was gone.

"You are looking for this Marquis, what is the matter?"

Phantom Hou, who descended from the deity, looked at Tang Ling and said.

"In your case, the deity's method of manipulating the avatar is not bad. Did you cut your own soul?"

Tang Ling didn't answer Phantom Hou's question. Instead, he had the power of the soul to investigate him. After a while, he smiled and said, "Well, it seems that he borrowed some kind of strange thing, and then created a special exercise himself."

"Talent!"

Tang Ling's eyes were shining brightly. He, who was already thirsty for talents, became more and more pleasing to Phantom Hou.

"enough."

Phantom Hou couldn't help but shouted coldly: "If you have something to say, just talk about it directly. If you investigate Ben Hou like this, I really think that Ben Hou is weak and can't be bullied!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about business."

Tang Ling waved his hand indifferently, then threw the blood essence to him again and said, "As long as I have one race, they will be born from the fusion of Qi, blood and ghost, with unlimited potential..."

Tang Ling's words were casual, but it made Phantom Hou nervous.

Just as Tang Ling had guessed, the reason why Phantom Marquis had been laying out for a long time was because he discovered the vitality in the power of the warrior's energy and blood, and wanted to create his own race and be called the ancestor.

"What's your purpose?"

It was at this time that the Phantom Lord became truly wary of Tang Ling. Creating a race was definitely the biggest secret in his heart, but at this moment, Tang Ling, an enemy he had never seen before, saw through it.

Now, this enemy still wants to talk to him, what are they talking about?
"Don't be so nervous. I don't have any ill intentions towards you."

Tang Ling signaled him to calm down, then directly condensed a talisman, and handed all the talismans to the Phantom Marquis: "This is all the information about the 'blood clan'. You will know after reading it whether I have lied to you."

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Tang Ling's gourd, his desire to create a race made him directly accept the information in the spell.

Wraith spirits are born from people, and to a certain extent, their obsessions are deeper than those of people.

Once they have a certain idea, unless the idea fails completely or they are killed, they will never give up easily. The information of the "blood clan" is undoubtedly important to Phantom Hou.

"What do you want when you give me these things?"

There is no free lunch in the world, and Phantom Hou does not believe that Tang Ling spends so much time doing these things that he really does not ask for anything. If Tang Ling tells him that he doesn't want anything, then he may be in danger.

"What I want is very simple, this king wants you to surrender to this king."

"impossible!"

Phantom Marquis didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "For this matter, I owe you a favor, but it is absolutely impossible to make Ben Hou surrender based on these things."

"The Marquis has something to do, let's go first."

Then, without waiting for Tang Ling to reply, Phantom Hou fled directly into the darkness in the distance.

Faced with Phantom Hou's departure, Tang Ling did not stop him. Instead, he stood there and looked at the direction of his departure as expected.

"Your Majesty, that's it, let him go?"

Marquis Tian Wu couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

"If you can't run away, you still want to leave after taking the king's things? How can it be so easy..."

Tang Ling smiled and waved his hands slightly, then looked at Marquis Tianwu and the others and said, "Stay away, and according to the information provided by King Yue, first understand the layout of King Tianhuo here."

"As ordered."

After Tian Wuhou took the order, he left with all the guards.

At the same time, Phantom Hou, who had already left Jinling City with the blood essence, breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Tang Ling had really not chased after him, and said, "It's really not kind to help this Hou. This favor is still on."

"However, the top priority now is to find a way to transform yourself into the body of the blood ancestor first..."

(End of this chapter)