Return of the War God

This figure walking slowly from far to near, his laughter and voice made Ye Wuque extremely familiar, to the point where he couldn't be more familiar!

Because... that was his own voice!

The figure that came, his face, his figure, and everything about him were exactly the same as Ye Wuque!

In other words, he is also Ye Wuque, another Ye Wuque!

The only difference is that he is wearing a white martial robe.

This is different from the Ye Wuque in the future corner of the seventh floor. This Ye Wuque on the ninth floor is not the future, nor the past, but the current Ye Wuque.

"Hello, I'm Ye Wuque."

The white robe Ye Wuque stood still, with a smile on his face, very polite, and actually greeted Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque quietly looked at the other self in front of him, his eyes flickering, constantly scanning the white robe Ye Wuque, as if he wanted to find even a place in him that was different from himself.

However, Ye Wuque did not find any difference, nor did he find any difference.

Moreover, looking at the person who is exactly the same as himself, Ye Wuque felt a strange feeling in his heart!

As if looking in the mirror, but the other party is not an illusion, not a shadow, but him!

A living another him!

Even every hair, every inch of flesh, every cell is like a fake.

No wonder Ye Wuque had just stepped into the ninth floor, and everything he had experienced in the first eight floors was clearly stated by the other party, and there was no mistake or omission.

Because this is also something in the other party's memory!

"Interesting, is this the final trial of the last floor?"

Ye Wuque looked at the white robe Ye Wuque, let the strange feeling in his heart flow, and spoke softly.

On the ninth floor of the Tower of Trials, the opponent turned out to be himself!

This is the real battle of the id!

In this life, the biggest opponent is not any terrifying enemy, but oneself!

Whether it is in the mundane world or the cultivation world, anyone who can defeat oneself is a great person with great perseverance, great goals, and greatness!

Baipao Ye Wuque laughed when he heard it, nodded and said: "You can think so, for you, this is indeed the trial content of the last floor of the Tower of Trials, but for me, it is a once-in-a-lifetime trial. The opportunity is the one that I am destined to wait for since I was born!"

"Oh?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he seemed a little puzzled.

hum!

Suddenly, the entire ninth floor burst out with extremely strong rays of light in all directions, and then Ye Wuque saw an incomparably huge cage descending from the sky, covering him and the white robe Ye Wuque with a bang!

Ye Wuque watched the cage descend, but did not act rashly.

"I know that you won't be nervous. Calmness has always been one of your qualities, but after having this cage, I was completely relieved, because in this way...you have no way to escape!"

Bai Pao Ye Wuque said with a smile, the first half of the sentence was still very polite, but in the last half of the sentence, his expression changed dramatically, the same bright eyes became full of desire, full of heat, full of greed!

Staring at Ye Wuque, as if in a supreme treasure!

"From the moment I was born, although I have all the memories and understand that I am you, there is no difference, but I know that even if I look like it again, I am still just a clone, a clone of you, and will never be the real one. The leaves are flawless."

"I ask you, if you were me...what would you do?"

The white robe Ye Wuque stared at Ye Wuque, his dazzling eyes were as sharp as a ray, like a heavenly knife!

Ye Wuque's eyes were still calm, but he couldn't avoid it. He looked directly at the white robe Ye Wuque and said, "Naturally, there is only one choice, and that is to kill the real me and replace it."

"Very good! As expected of my body, I can see the essence through phenomena. Then, what I will do next is just as you said... replace you!"

"However, I will not kill you, but... swallow you! Only by swallowing you and absorbing every inch of your flesh and soul, will I become the real Ye Wuque!"

hum!

The pale golden holy path's battle aura suddenly circulated, and the white robe Ye Wuque's body surged out with golden red blood energy. It was also the peak of the late Soul Essence Realm's cultivation, but at this moment, it released an aura that far surpassed his cultivation!

Obviously, in the dantian of Baipao Ye Wuque, there is also the existence of the source of the fighting holy law!

call out!

Baipao Ye Wuque is like electricity, and is as flexible as a carp in a lake, rushing towards Ye Wuque!

hum!

Ye Wuque also instigated the fighting spirit of the Holy Dao, the golden red blood gas permeated out of the body, and the source of the fighting holy law in the dantian spurted out mysterious power, and the water and milk blended together, making his breath also skyrocket!

Ye Wuque could see that the white robe Ye Wuque had a reason to kill him, and he himself, from the first floor to the ninth floor, naturally couldn't drink hatred at the last floor, he was bound to pass The tower of trials!

Therefore, this battle between the two is endless and inevitable!

If so, let's fight!

Bang!

Two identical fair-skinned fists collided in the void, and a huge counter-shock force immediately erupted. However, Ye Wuque's eyes froze for a moment, because he felt an inexplicable feeling from the right fist of Ye Wuque in the white robe. the power of!

It is because of this power that with this punch, he immediately fell into a disadvantage!

call out!

The figure suddenly retreated, Ye Wuque's eyes trembled with a trace of vibration before he stopped, but the white robe Ye Wuque, on the other hand, did not retreat a step!

Judgment!

"Hehe, looking at your eyes, you seem surprised? Why, why is my power stronger than yours even though I am a clone?"

Baipao Ye Wuque's right fist was still vain, but a sharp smile appeared on his face.

"That's because I am you! I know all your weaknesses! Therefore, in this battle, you are destined to be swallowed up by me! You are bound to die!"

hum!

The white robe Ye Wuque shouted loudly, the black hair danced wildly, the golden-red blood energy matched the holy way's fighting spirit, stepping on the dragon carp transformation, with infinite greed, attacked Ye Wuque again!

Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, but the words of Ye Wuque in the white robe echoed in his heart.

"He is a clone of me, that is to say, what I have, he also has, he knows all my weaknesses, and he even has the source of the holy law."

In an instant, Ye Wuque felt the difficulty of this battle.

A person's biggest enemy is himself.

How hard is it to conquer yourself?

However, no matter how difficult it was, Ye Wuque would not give up.

hum!

The right fist was vacantly clenched, facing the white-robed Ye Wuque who was attacking and killing him outright, Ye Wuque's eyes were like a knife, and the right fist slammed flatly, slowly and firmly!

Suddenly a mighty fist was born!

Domineering, brutal, tenacious!

It is the first punch in the three punches to kill the general!