The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have had a falling out with that old woman."

Du Yu rolled his eyes, and then let Ze Xi out again. As soon as Ze Xi came out, there was a hint of discomfort in his eyes.

There is a natural repulsion between demons and the natural energy of this world. Du Yu touched the back of his head and asked:

"Do you know where to go now?"

The corners of Ze Xi's mouth twitched, then he closed his eyes. When he broke away again, he pointed towards a corner ahead:

"Master, you should be able to get some information there."

Du Yu nodded, took back the parchment in his hand, and then ran towards the direction pointed by Ze Xi.

"Boy, something's wrong."

"What's wrong, old man?"

Du Yu asked in his mind.

The psychic Taoist looked solemn. Although Du Yu couldn't see it, he could feel the atmosphere.

"There are living things ahead of us."

Du Yu's eyes widened. Surviving creatures could appear on the ground covered with withered vines and yellow sand. One can imagine how strong this creature would be.

Du Yu was about to stop here and start to re-identify the direction, but soon, a figure appeared in front of Du Yu. The man looked exactly like Du Yu. Even the sword in his hand was broken in the same way.

The difference is that the sword in the man's hand is not as sharp as the one in Du Yu's hand. Obviously, this broken sword is too precious and cannot be easily copied.

"Who are you?"

Du Yu asked cautiously, but the person in front of him started to move. His face was extremely calm, mixed with coldness, just like a zombie who couldn't express his emotions. However, the sword in his hand moved swiftly and without any unnecessary movement. The skills with the sword are smooth and smooth.

Slashing and stabbing, three sword flowers flashed in the air, locking on the three flaws in Du Yu's body.

Du Yu rolled his eyes, looked at the counterfeit in front of him and asked in his heart:

"Old man, what the hell is this."

bump.

Du Yu took three steps back, and his feet sank half a foot into the sand. Only then did he block a seemingly random attack from the impostor in front of him. He was actually able to simulate his own skills.

The Taoist Taoist sighed and said: "The Bronze Spirit Puppet is not much of a treasure. It is a sexual tool that will replicate the entire strength of the person who created it. However, based on the limit of this forbidden area, it is probably at the ninth level of the Fugue."

Du Yu rolled his eyes, and then looked at the counterfeit in front of him solemnly. No wonder he, who was also at the first level of Fugue, couldn't resist it. It must be that damn old woman who is trying to trip me up, Du Yu thought to himself.

Du Yu looked at the Bronze Spirit Puppet who rushed towards him again, sighed and said:

"It's not over yet."

His wrists were a little sore and numb, but the copper spirit puppet seemed to have endless energy. He waved the broken sword in his hand again and rushed towards Du Yu.

Du Yu gritted his teeth and raised the Broken Sword above his head. This was the first time that he took the initiative to feel the arrogant will of the Broken Sword. He cut down those who stood in front of him, and killed those who blocked his steps. The bones were piled up. On the top of the mountain, I watch you come to kill me with cold eyes.

The momentum had just infected Du Yu, and he suddenly felt arrogant in his heart. He no longer paid attention to the bronze spirit puppet in front of him, but the movement of the broken sword in his hand slowed down. No, this was not slowness, but anticipation. Each attack path of the copper spirit puppet was eliminated.

After all, only you can understand yourself best, and the Copper Spirit Puppet is a dead thing after all, lacking a bit of human flexibility. Du Yu's eyes flashed, catching the moment when the Copper Spirit Puppet was in a stalemate, he cut off his hand and pulled out the sword, Although there is no scabbard, the sharpness will not be reduced by this.

"Zi."

There was a sound similar to a power short circuit, and a big hole appeared in the copper spirit puppet's chest, with its core exposed.

The look in Du Yu's eyes was extremely cold. Because his chest was penetrated, the copper spirit puppet's body became more and more stalemate, but Du Yu did not. At this moment, he was just like the broken sword in his hand, steady and ruthless. .

"Kacha."

There was another sound of broken parts on the bronze spirit puppet. Du Yu put away his sword and turned around.

"bump."

The copper spirit puppet exploded instantly, scattering its parts all over the ground. The parts were quickly covered by the wind and sand, leaving behind a little bit of blown dust.

"Boy, this sword is too sharp and dangerous. You have to pay more attention. It's hard to imagine what a dangerous weapon it would be when it was perfected."

Du Yu rolled his eyes, put away the broken sword and said:

"I know, I know."

Soon, an ancient country built with vines appeared in Du Yu's field of vision. The ancient country was very big, but no matter which angle it looked from, it was a vast expanse of ashes. Although the buildings were still in good condition, for some reason, Du Yu could feel that, The interior has long been corrupted. When you reach out and touch it, you should be able to feel that the seemingly perfect building is actually in ruins.

"There are no clues here."

Du Yu rolled his eyes again, and the psychic Taoist was silent. Although this huge ancient country represented the prosperity of the elves, it could not withstand the traces of time. Du Yu walked on the ancient country and opened the first layer of the portal. The object was revealed, and the first thing he saw was a dusty portrait.

Du Yu stretched out his hand to wipe the dust on the portrait at the front desk of the hall, and then he saw that it was an elf beauty wearing a white robe, long brown hair, and light gold wings. She looked very similar to the Monica she met before. Like, maybe Monica's ancestor.

Next to her was a huge sika deer, and there were several grazing rabbits next to the sika deer. The whole portrait revealed a peaceful atmosphere. Du Yu felt inexplicably calm in his heart. For some reason, he felt a sense of joy when he saw this portrait. It felt inexplicably comfortable, as if the dust in my heart for many days had been washed away.

"Old man, can you take off this portrait?"

Du Yu could feel that if he brought this portrait back, perhaps the dying elves would be a little more angry.

The psychic Taoist shook his head: "The traces of time on it are too heavy, I'm afraid there's no way it can be taken away."

In the final analysis, it was left out for too long, and it became rotten. After turning around like this for a long time, Du Yu, who understood, rolled his eyes.

Although he was a little regretful, he continued walking towards the main hall. There were dust and stone walls along the way, and he could not see any items or the life that might be contained in them.

The castles in the entire ancient city seemed dead.

Almost all that could be seen was ashes, but Du Yu was not without gain. He picked up a cracked stone on the ground with mottled stripes on it. When Du Yu put the stone on the parchment, he successfully used the stone. The fifth page of the parchment opened with something almost rusty on it.

Although this page did not have any special abilities that made people shine, it still made him widen his eyes, because this page seemed to tell Du Yu a special secret. Du Yu first opened the page and read. He wrote on it one by one, but he soon became dizzy and passed out.