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Chapter 206 plan, vision

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    The main sect of the Queyue Sect is located on the outskirts of the Taiyin Ruins.

    The gray and white walls are engraved with intricately patterned runes, and the dark ink-colored ground is illuminated with tiny lines, emitting a faint blue light.

    Zhao Shuruo led the sects and forces who came hand in hand, walking on this road named as the labyrinth plank road.

    With a faint smile on his face, he looked at the peerless young man beside him, "Thanks to Mr. Wu Wu, I have the opportunity to avenge my vengeance."

    Hey hey hey, the battle isn't over yet, don't set a flag here Chen Wuxian complained in his heart, with a smile on his lips, "I can't say it's thanks to me, but the main reason is that he is so erotic, messing around with small moves all day long, making other  Everyone is considered a fool."

    Zhao Shuruo didn't understand this meaning, but he also knew that it was not a good word, and his lips moved up and down, as if he had something to say.

    Suddenly, a fishy smell rose from his throat, and with an "ah", bright red blood spurted out and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

    Chen Wuxian was surprised: "Wow, it really is a standing flag, and the effect is so fast!"

    ?Looking at the amount of bleeding, it was a sure blow.

    He even suspected that if Zhao Shu couldn't make it through, he would fall into an eternal sleep in the darkness before dawn.

    Chen Wuxiu handed out several bottles of pills, "Hey, how are you? Are you poisoned?"

    Zhao Shuruo staggered, never fell down, clutching his chest and said: "My body has suffered a backlash, maybe something happened."

    "Accident It's not a good thing to have an accident at this time. Most likely your plan has been exposed. Chen Wuxing calmly analyzed it.

    "Cough cough cough"

    Zhao Shuruo covered his lips with one hand, coughing up blood that seeped between his fingers.

    "It is true that the main body had an accident, do you want to change the plan?"

    "It depends on how much your avatar and main body are involved with each other. If the main body is hung up, your avatar can still move freely, then there is no problem." Chen Wuxiu said

    A flash of firmness flashed in Zhao Shuruo's eyes.

    "This is my split soul clone, which is equivalent to an independent second life."

    "It won't affect the follow-up plan, I'm just worried about his trap."

    "Then you don't have to think about any traps."

    "The number of people called this time exceeded your expectation, and it was even more beyond his expectation."

    Chen Wuwu patted Zhao Shuruo on the back.

    Zhao Shuruo nodded with a "hmm", "then continue."

    The main sect of the Queyue sect, the dungeon.

    Zhao Shuruo, who was dressed in white with fluttering sleeves and lost both arms, was pushed into the cell.

    He had no arms to support his body as it fell to the ground.

    "Boom~"

    With his face on the ground, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his lips were poked and bleeding lightly.

    The spiritual energy in his body was sealed, and he couldn't use the spiritual energy to build the invisible hand. With the strength of his waist and his forehead touching the ground, he barely turned over.

    "Canshang, today is the time for your downfall. It's useless to get angry. Even if you kill me, you will definitely die."

    The wooden door of the cell was open, and there were two rows of guards standing on both sides, with luxurious wooden chairs in the middle.

    Canshang sat on the wooden chair, crossed his legs, and with a cruel smile on his face, he asked inexplicably:

    "Your plan has been implemented since 7 years ago, do you know why it went so smoothly?"

    plan!

    Seven years ago

    He knows my plan.

    Zhao Shuruo's pupils fluttered for a moment, then he calmed down and adjusted his sitting posture, leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground, raised his head and looked at Canshang.

    "It's normal for you to guess my intention, but you can't guess my method."

    "It's nothing more than attracting the Spirit Controlling Sect, and finding an opportunity to destroy the big array eyes of the Guardian Sect in the Taiyin ruins at the center of the Moonless Sect."

    Can Shang waved his hand indifferently, and glanced at Zhao Shuruo with condescending eyes.

    "Even, I also know that you have a split soul clone."

    That look, that tone of voice seemed to announce Zhao Shuruo's failure.

    Zhao Shuruo pursed his lips, feeling that his lips and teeth were filled with bitterness. It turned out that he knew everything.

    Canshang grinned loudly, "Hahaha It's really interesting to watch you split your own soul apart, endure pain that ordinary people can't bear, and lose the potential to advance to the next level."

     Suddenly, Canshang's eyes turned cold, "However, you are a little bit beyond my expectation¡ªyou actually have a way to send out the split soul clone without anyone noticing."

    "It seems that the Zhao family still knows a deeper secret about the Qiyuezong, no, it should be said that they know the relics under the Qiyuezong."

    "If I can find out this secret, I will spare dozens of your Zhao family's lives in vain, hahahaha."

    "Do you think that a mere Lingling Sect is really capable of killing my Moonless Sect?"

    Every word of Canshang is like turning into a sharp blade, piercing through Zhao Shuruo's heart, leaving dripping blood on it.

    Maybe it's because of conceit that he will win, or maybe it's because his plan for many years is about to come true, Canshang especially wants to express his pride.

    He stood up abruptly, swung his hands like tiger claws, and white lights split in the air, slaughtering the guards around him in an instant.

    Those disciples of the Crescent Moon Sect who had died so deeply did not know the reason at all. Their corpses instantly turned into pools of blood, melted into the ground, and gathered into a large sacrificial array.

    Remnant's body was glowing with mottled blood, as if he was pulling the formation, bringing all the power into his body.

    He raised his head, exhaled foul breath, and sneered cruelly: "My plan, my vision, is simply not comparable to that of a mere Lacking Moon Sect." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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