"Even if one of your arrows could shatter half of the sacred mountain, you would have only killed one of my insignificant clones."
"And I..."
He paused, turned around, faced the camera, and slowly formed seals with two fingers raised:
"Technique·Dream Fall Three Thousand."
Ho ho ho ho ho ho...
In the small world where Xu Yue Grey Palace was located, tens of thousands of divine lights rained down like rain. As the light faded, they transformed into tens of thousands of Xu Xiaoshous.
One person produces thousands and thousands of children, it's hard to distinguish whether their technique is righteous or evil!
At this moment, the five regions held their breath, feeling that the ridiculous legend had suddenly materialized.
"Go."
From the mirror, Lord Shou waved his hand, and the tens of thousands of Xu Xiaoshous, either riding swords or cranes, scattered in different directions.
Lord Shou turned back.
