Chapter 145: Strange Communication

This cycle was repeated until Zhao Li ate the third Speed ​​Spirit Pill, and the room suddenly ushered in a deep breath, terror, darkness, tyranny, and despair...

The gates of hell are open!!!

In fact, this is one of the links of the Hell Shadow clone. When opening the door to hell, Mr. Xin may be able to open a passage between waves.

But with Zhao Li's strength, every time he summons his clone from hell, he probably has to spend a lot of effort. Not to mention consuming source energy and time, just using the Speed ​​Spirit Pill, this is worth 30 crystal coins.

In fact, the gate of hell held by Zhao Li is actually just some broken cracks in the hell space. Those who can enter and exit these broken crack channels are all weak monsters from hell themselves.

As for Zhao Li, or humans, it is impossible for them to go to hell.

As the line was filled with a terrifying aura, the crack flowed out, another "Zhao Li" tore the crack wide with both hands and walked out of it.

Don't have a Zhao Li, and when he saw the genuine Zhao Li, he smiled and nodded, but he still had a hell aura, but he looked like a handsome devil.

As soon as he appeared, he didn't look at the back. With a wave of his hand, the crack connected to the hell passage was immediately closed.

He has the power of hell, and is a clone built on the ground-level vengeful spirit king. Although he has just started practicing and has a low strength, he is much stronger than Zhao Li himself in some aspects of his ability to use his abilities.

"Your hell's breath is too heavy. This won't work. You have to restrain yourself." Zhao Li frowned and said to his clone.

"Although I haven't been using the breath-catching technique for a long time, I think it should be able to solve the problem of real you." The clone showed a wicked smile.

The next moment, he indeed used Zhao Li's unique breath-catching technique, and the remaining hell aura in his body was obviously put away.

In addition, he was proficient in using the power of hell, and he also consciously hid this breath from hell. Under the dual control, his clone now looks and aura is just like Zhao Li.

If there is really a difference, there is one thing that is, evil spirits that are difficult for people who are not familiar with each other.

However, Zhao Li also knew that it was normal for the clone to carry a trace of evil spirit. He was in the middle of thousands of monsters and monsters in hell. If he still looked upright and open, then don’t expect to survive.

In fact, Zhao Li's clone grows and survives in hell, which is actually very risky, because although the hell in the Tianchen World is not the so-called human reincarnation place on earth, its danger level is probably stronger and more direct than the former.

"There were several times, I almost couldn't see you again, my true body." The clone felt dissatisfied with the evil temperament on his body, and he tried hard to start the simulation with Zhao Li's appearance.

Not long after, although he couldn't learn the true body and temperament, he had already reached 80% or 90%. As he was naked, he began to wear the same clothes that Zhao Li prepared for him, and said, "If I don't have the skills you have learned, and I immediately mastered your skills, the place in hell is not a person with low strength who is like me who are not strong enough to survive."

"Oh, what do you need me to provide? In order to improve your chances of survival." Zhao Li was like a conversation with a long-term confidant.

"If I don't mind, the funds for this auction will be divided into three thousand crystal coins and let me arm myself. I think my survival rate can be improved a lot." The clone directly raised, he was not polite, because he and Zhao Li were originally one, but they had different personalities due to the environment and experience.

Every human being is always unique and no one can copy it. Even the supernatural powers of the old man in Xin’s class will not completely create the second Zhao Li who is exactly the same.

"Yes, you can handle it yourself, be careful and don't make any mistakes." Zhao Li thought for a while and nodded, "Although the overall power level of the Tianchen World is not as good as hell, it is more dangerous here than your hell."

The clone nodded, he knew what Zhao Li was referring to?

He knew that the true body did not refer to strength, but wisdom and human heart. Perhaps he could quickly master the true body's skills with the skill experience shared by Zhao Li's true body. Moreover, the Hell Shadow Clan itself is a very clever hidden magical power. The above reasons allow the clone to struggle to survive in hell with its underlying strength.

But if he comes to the world of Tianchen and his subjectiveness is still in the survival mode of hell, he is likely to be in a position to hit the ground.

"I know, the true body, I will adapt to the life of the Tianchen World." The clone put on his clothes and brought Zhao Li's unique storage bracelet, space ball for high-end cars, and other exclusive peugeots.

Whether it is true body and clone, divine thoughts come from the same origin. Therefore, the space storage equipment that binds divine thoughts was taken over by the clone without any surprise.

During the dialogue with Zhao Li, the clone's temperament became more and more like Zhao Li. For his true self, he learned and imitated twice the result with half the effort.

"There is one thing that I feel very confused." The clone turned around and looked at himself in the warrior uniform. He was so beautiful that he continued: "I can't learn your Heavenly Sword War. Even if I have the experience of sharing you, I still have no inch to make any progress."

"After thinking about the result of many days, I think my essence is too far away from the Tiandao, so I always doubt that I can't gather that momentum. Even if I know what it feels, I still can't."

Zhao Li sighed secretly after hearing this. The strongest unique skill of tactics and clones could not replicate their learning, and this loss was huge.

Similarly, it also proves the horror of the Sky Sword, this tactic.

The clone also inherited Zhao Li's repeated thinking personality. He felt the regret of the true body and could only ponder: "However, although I can't learn the Heavenly Sword Warfare, with your real body, you have the confidence to create a tactic that is only inferior to the Heavenly Sword under the foundation of the Heavenly Sword."

"You mean the improved version?" Zhao Li was surprised.

"Yes, my meaning should be similar to the modified version. Improve the Sky Sword into the Hell Demon Sword that suits me, change the ruthless momentum to the ruthless momentum, change the Gods momentum to the abyss momentum, and change the thunder momentum to the thunder prison momentum." Speaking of improvement, the clone seemed to have already prepared in his mind, and he explained his alternative experience in one breath.

Of course, Zhao Li knew that the improvement mentioned above in the clone was actually just a name. He changed the essence of the Heavenly Sword to practice in the Hell Model. With Zhao Li's understanding of the Heavenly Sword's tactics, and with his own Hell's nature, it's really true that this kind of improved supernatural powers and tactics could be born.

Of course, this premise requires that Zhao Li himself has a deeper understanding of the Heavenly Sword Warcraft. Otherwise, the clone would definitely not be able to use his current weak insights to improve the ultimate warfare.

Zhao Li and his clone communicated and talked with each other, while the two confirmed their differences in their flaws.

Until a moment passed, the two corrected each other many things and the subtle and easy-to-see loopholes. Finally, both Zhao Li and his clone felt that there was no flaw.

"Zhao Li, your clone is too weak." Huo Wu walked out of her room at some point in a sleepy way and revealed Zhao Li's clone, which made the two people who thought there was no flaw in their minds, and were stunned!

Been recognized directly??

"Wu'er, how did you distinguish us?" Zhao Li said with a strange expression. According to what Mr. Xin said, the clone's consciousness was completely created and grown by his own consciousness. As long as the daily life habits and movements are not much different from the temperament, even the Netherworld will find it difficult to distinguish and discover.

"Hey, don't look at me like this, I'm based on my feelings." Huo Wu wiped her eyes, stretched her waist long, revealing her plump and exposed figure, which made Zhao Li feel overwhelmed and swept her eyes away.

On the contrary, the clone had no feeling at all. Huo Wu's temptation completely lost its effect in front of the clone, because the clone had no emotions at all. The Hell Shadow clone has independent independent thoughts, but it just had no emotions.

This is like the future humans in the orthodox science fiction films on Earth. They can create robots with independent thinking, but it is difficult to make the robots have emotions.

This is also why the clone wants to change the ruthless momentum of the first force of the Heavenly Sword to the ruthless momentum, because the clone cannot do ruthlessness at all.

Ruthlessness is equal to sentiment. Ruthlessness does not mean that there is no emotion at all, but that is, that is, the emotion is dying and emotional.

"Not to mention your little clone, I can still find him among the 36 clones of the master." Huo Wu saw Zhao Li's doubts and said astonishingly.

Zhao Li was shocked all over, and the teacher's clone was also felt by this woman. What kind of product is this woman? Zhao Li was once again shocked by Huo Wu's hidden secret.

What shocked him even more was that the teacher's background was revealed from Huo Wu's mouth, and the thirty-six clones...??

Oh my God, there are thirty-six clones with 90% of the teacher's combat power. Isn't this? The old guy's strength is actually close to the legendary "empty"?

The sixth floor is ten and the seventh floor is the teacher. Although the teacher did not say it clearly, Zhao Li’s guess is still a double increase, twenty.

Then the eighth level is the number of forty clones and thirty-six clones. Doesn’t this prove that the teacher is about to reach the peak of the eighth level?

This old guy is really hiding deeply. Zhao Li originally estimated that the teacher's real strength should be at the seventh level.

"I don't like you. The inexplicable aura on your body makes me feel uncomfortable." Zhao Li fell into deep thought, but his clone shook his head at Huo Wu and said calmly.

Now that a moment has passed, regardless of appearance, temperament, posture and tone, the clone is almost the same as Zhao Lijiujin.
Chapter completed!