The Lord pointed to the mindless evolutionists everywhere: "your end will only be the same as them."

Hearing the sound, Wang Jingyang disdained to sneer: "Lord, defeat my clone. What can you be proud of? Fight... Fight with the noumenon!"

The voice fell, and Wang Jingyang turned into a strong wind. In an instant, he was close to the Lord.

However, before Wang Jingyang moved, his body suddenly lost control and couldn't move at all.

"Spiritual field..." Wang Jingyang frowned: "you..."

"Master and apprentice, after all, only cut Mu smoke this time, leaving you waiting for your life." The Lord walked forward.

Wang Jingyang wanted to get rid of the shackles, but this control force was too strong. He was like an ant and couldn't get rid of it.

"Do you really think... You are the true God in charge of all life and death in this world... All systems should make way for you, and your every word is the supreme truth..."

Hearing the sound, the Holy Lord stopped, squinted like Wang Jingyang, and lightly replied, "yes."

Wang Jingyang suddenly burst out laughing: "well, if power represents the supreme truth in the world... Let's see who is the real truth, you and me!"

The next second, Wang Jingyang's momentum suddenly changed.

The first evolutionary seal, solution!

This terrible breath of evolution is increasing indefinitely.

Terrible gusts of vigorous wind emerged from around Wang Jingyang, and everything visible to the naked eye was involved in the strong wind, with a frightening momentum.

The ground under our feet is broken and centered on Wang Jingyang, and the cracks are spreading rapidly in all directions.

Under this breath, the Lord finally stopped and looked at Wang Jingyang in surprise.

Second evolutionary seal, solution!

Looking at Wang Jingyang approaching himself step by step, the Holy Lord thought: "I broke free from my spiritual bondage."

This is also the first physical peak evolutor who can break free after being bound by his spirit. It has never been before.

"Shua"!

After taking a few steps, Wang Jingyang disappeared again.

Its speed has reached the limit that evolutors can bear.

The Lord's eyes kept turning, even at such an inhuman speed, but he saw through it accurately.

In an instant, Wang Jingyang punched out, and his strength was like a whole mountain pressing towards the Lord.

A loud noise burst in his ears. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier around the Lord, which enveloped him. Wang Jingyang's fist, like a mountain and sea, could not break through the barrier.

While Wang Jingyang looked surprised, the Holy Lord suddenly moved to Wang Jingyang's eyes.

Wang Jingyang instinctively wanted to avoid, but his body could not move again and was bound by more terrible spiritual forces.

"You are worthy of being my disciple. You have reached such an evolutionary level. To some extent, you have surpassed the Dragon Dharma protector." The LORD looked at Wang Jingyang and said in his mouth.

Before Wang Jingyang could speak, another man with the same appearance as the Dharma protector of the holy land appeared behind the Lord at some time.

Wang Jingyang looked at it for a long time and said in surprise, "clone

Hearing the sound, the LORD did not refute and said: "good vision. This is indeed my clone, but... It's strange that the clone I created has obvious defects..."

The Lord is puzzled about this. He has been studying Shang Yuan's cloning technology for many years. Although it can't be copied perfectly, it shouldn't be a problem to create a perfect clone.

But his clone obviously has some defects.