Chapter 1172

Nosebleeds.

Sand Feng reacted naturally and slashed back with his rotating teeth, leaving a deep bone scar on the chest of the 'Sand Feng' behind him.

That 'Sand Feng' complexion changed drastically, he held the bloody wound on his chest, pointed at Sha Feng and cursed: "You fool, I am you, you hurt me, didn't you just hurt yourself? How can there be someone as cruel as you, do you even want to kill yourself?"

"No, you are you, I am me! You are definitely not me!" Before Sha Feng could finish speaking, a stream of blood sprayed out from his chest, and a scar with deep bones was also visible on his body.

"Hahaha, I like this kind of self-mutilation!" The 'Sand Feng' who crawled out of the ground also had scars on his chest, and blood flowed profusely. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"This is impossible, I am me, you are not me, not..." Only now did Sha Feng realize that his sternum, heart, jaw and head were injured in many places, just like the injuries he had suffered when he attacked the enemy before. Could it be that it was really me who hit me just now? But I obviously only have one, so how could there be three? Where did the other two avatars come from? How could there be such a weird thing, the main body will also be injured if the clone is hit, is this possible?

"Since we are going to self-harm, what are we waiting for!"

The two 'Sand Wind' raised their spinner teeth, and stabbed them randomly.

Sandstorm felt a pain in his body.

He rushed up quickly, punched the two avatars away, and snatched the spinner from their hands... There are three spinners in total, how is this possible? There is only one spinning tooth in the world, and it was obtained from a divine master Tai Yan killed when the gods from the outer world attacked. It is a unique treasure, how could there be as many as three? But in front of his eyes, the three tooth spinners are exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell the authenticity from the fake... After careful inspection, Shafeng can't tell which one is his real product, because the three tooth spinners have telepathy, and they seem to follow suit. My own ten thousand years!

The two 'Sand Feng' hurt themselves as soon as they got up, making Sha Feng inexplicably sad and indignant, and shouted: "Don't do this, aren't you me? I will never hurt myself, you don't want to lie to me, you are all fake !"

"If we are fake, why are your injuries the same as ours? Also, if we are fake, what about them?"

The two 'Sand Feng' laughed sinisterly, just like Sand Feng's usual habit.

Shafeng couldn't help the cold feeling in his heart.

look back.

It was discovered that there was a large group of selves behind the place that the two Shafeng pointed to, more than 100% of them...all of them rushed forward and grabbed themselves firmly, and there were more than a dozen of their own hands, scrambling to be the first Summoning the tome incessantly, he yelled: "We can't let him get the tome alone, this guy is a piece of trash, why don't we make the decision!"

That summoning book, because of too much contention by myself, had a strange distortion.

The body of the tome slowly distorted, black and dim.

Finally, with a bang.

It automatically canceled its own contract and turned into a depraved book of no one.

"My treasure book!" Shafeng cried out in grief, his heart ached to the limit, he was injured just now, but his will could not be thwarted, because he considers himself a divine master, no matter how serious his body is injured, he will recover after a while, self-mutilation It just upset him, it wasn't fatal. However, this kind of act of vying for the tome due to too many clones, defeating him in failure, and finally destroying the tome made him feel really desperate. Can one be considered a true god without the Summoning Treasure? Without innate abilities, without life guardian beasts, and even without a tome world where you can escape safely at any time, what's the point of living by yourself?

"It's best if you don't have it. It's only fair if everyone doesn't have it. Why do you have the book alone?" A 'Sand Wind' clapped his hands and laughed.

"That's right, without the book, we don't need to argue." Another 'Sand Wind' also agreed.

"Anyway, this was achieved with the help of the ancient secret method and Tai Yan before his death. It doesn't belong to me at all, so don't worry about it!" Another 'Sand Wind' made a generous speech.

"Shut up, all of you!" Sha Feng was heartbroken, it was the Summoning Book!

Without it, I can only be a false god.

The eight great gods in the mountains outside the mountains each have their own territory. I lost the summoning book and became a false god. Will there be a place for me to speak here in the future?

What is going on with this group of inexplicable clones? Are there really so many selves in one's own body? Even if there were, who released them?

Could it be that arrogant boy?

Sha Feng raised his head, looked around again, and found that Yue Yang, at some point, was sitting on a rock with his legs crossed, swinging his feet leisurely, whistling once and for all, without even looking this way , the attitude is so arrogant!

"Kill you!" Sha Feng vented all his anger on Yue Yang's head.

"Shafeng, the God Lord of the Southwest who catches chickens with IQ, you can die!" Yue Yang stretched out a finger, as if he was a police officer, and announced Shafeng's death sentence.

"joke!"

Sha Feng never thought that this arrogant boy could touch a hair of his own.

Although this kid is good at mischief, but his real strength is not good, otherwise, he would have taken the opportunity to sneak attack just now, so why wait to play tricks now?

kill!

Just when the sandstorm hit Yue Yang's face with a heavy fist, he suddenly discovered that the time and space that were one inch away from the tip of this kid's nose seemed to have been stretched for thousands of years and thousands of kilometers. Although it was only one inch, it seemed that it would never be able to penetrate it. The distance of tens of thousands of years and tens of thousands of kilometers... This is not the weirdest thing, what frightens Shafeng the most is that the more than a hundred of himself behind him all rushed up, not punching this kid, but rushing towards him. Let yourself move together, holding hands, dragging legs, hugging body, grabbing yourself tightly!

God, why is this?

Why do these avatars treat themselves like this? Aren't they their clones?

Shafeng almost went crazy because of this cruel fact... What made him feel desperate was that no matter how hard he tried to shake these clones away, it was useless, because all the clones were exactly the same as his own body , Any one injured will be injured, and any one strength rest will also be all strength rest.

A hundred of them are holding themselves, and it is impossible to break free.

Sha Feng, he could only watch the arrogant boy in front of him, with that kind of maddening and helpless smile on his face, slowly stand up from the rock, and then took out a piece of treasure like a jade seal , casually, like smashing a chestnut, on the top of his head...was smashed.

Sand Feng, who had no damage on the surface, felt that his soul was shattered, and his divine power also faintly showed signs of slackening.

The majesty is like a mountain, and now Sha Feng feels that it is extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

There is a display of sealing power that makes the soul tremble.

Sandstorm started to get scared.