Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Yang Bo nodded, "Can you tell me where this hair came from?"    

"It looks like this hair has been preserved for at least millions of years. This is not something an ordinary person can obtain."    

Pan Xiaohu said, "Someone sent this hair to me!"    

"I think it's his enemy!"    

Qing Snake said, "This enemy is really extraordinary. He actually made preparations for so many years!"    

"He wanted to preserve the hair of the Netherpassage Saint millions of years ago!"    

Yang Bo said, "Only cultivators who are close to him can do this."    

"Most importantly, it is not easy to preserve it for millions of years!"    

Qing Snake said directly, "Why do we care so much?"    

"As long as we can complete the mission, it's enough. Why should we care about his past?"    

Yang Bo nodded, "I'm just afraid that we will be used as a hostage."    

"But, it doesn't matter whether we are used as a gun or not."    

To them, the most important thing was to find the Netherpassage Saint's clone and kill his clone.    

Qing Snake grabbed Yang Bo and pulled him out.    

Soon, the two of them found the golden dragon and gathered everyone. Everyone stared at the hair in front of them and watched the golden dragon calculate.    

Yang Bo had come into contact with the curse law. Even if it was just a hair, it could kill the enemy.    

The hair in front of him could also deduce the location of the Netherpassage Saint's clone based on the cause and effect.    

The golden dragon formed a seal with his hands and pointed at the hair. Instantly, faces appeared on the hair. These faces were the Netherpassage Saint's clones!    

The Netherpassage Saint seemed to have sensed that someone was trying to deduce his location, so he immediately reacted.    

In an instant, the hair started to burn, and all the illusions disappeared.    

The people present did not hesitate at all. They rushed out and went to kill the Netherpassage Saint's clone.    

Yang Bo followed Green Snake. They landed a few dozen kilometers away and saw a young cultivator. When the young cultivator saw Green Snake and Yang Bo, his expression changed drastically.    

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Greetings, Senior. Are you looking for me?"    

Green Snake stared at the young cultivator and did not pay any attention to him. She reached out and grabbed him.    

The young cultivator's expression changed drastically as he said angrily, "What is Senior trying to do?"    

Although he said that, he quickly retreated.    

However, the young cultivator's cultivation was only at the Golden Immortal Realm, which was much weaker than Green Snake's.    

Green Snake grabbed the person and locked him in her magical artifact.    

Yang Bo glanced at him and said, "You can kill him, but I'll take his soul!"    

"The Book of Life and Death will not allow you to be free!"    

Green Snake's body trembled. She stared at Yang Bo and nodded. "I forgot about that."    

After saying that, Senior Azure Snake carried the young cultivator out and killed him with a slash.    

Yang Bo had prepared a life and death book in his hand. A suction force came out and sucked the soul into the life and death book.    

Yang Bo looked at the life and death book, "Qian Gu Tong?"    

"Is this the original name of the Netherworld Saint?"    

Senior Azure Snake's expression changed greatly, "We have been tricked. This is not the Netherworld Saint!"    

"This person is Saint Bitter Crossing!"    

Yang Bo frowned, "One of the four great saints of the Netherworld?"    

"Isn't the enemy of the Netherworld Saint Ping Tian?"    

"Why is Saint Bitter Crossing involved as well?"    

Azure Snake frowned, "Masha must stop the others. We have killed the wrong person!"    

"Saint Bitter Crossing likes to use his clones to travel outside. He has many clones. Why didn't I think of this earlier?"    

Azure Snake grabbed Yang Bo and flew into the distance.    

Soon, the two of them found the golden bull. The golden bull slapped the saint clone in front of him to death. When he saw Yang Bo and the others arrive, he couldn't help but chuckle.    

The golden bull stretched out his right hand and grabbed a soul. He said with a smile, "I have already killed the person!"    

"But why do I feel that this soul's aura is a little different from the Netherworld Saint's?"    

"The Netherworld Saint is really powerful. Every strand of the soul has a different aura. How did he do it?"    

Looking at the soul, Azure Snake was dumbfounded, "Why didn't you wait for a moment?"    

"This is the soul of the Ascetic Saint. It must be different from the soul of the Netherworld Saint!"    

The golden bull couldn't help but be shocked. "This is the soul of the Ascetic Saint?"    

"Didn't you bring the hair from the Netherworld Saint?"    

"I clearly remember that the hair had the aura of the Netherworld Saint. How did it become the Ascetic Saint's soul?"    

The golden bull couldn't understand.    

Yang Bo said, "Fellow Taoist Niu, no matter what, we have killed the wrong person. We must find the others to meet up."    

"We have to sort out this matter!"    

"Furthermore, after killing the Ascetic Saint, he will probably chase after us!"    

The golden bull did not dare to hesitate. He brought the two of them and met up with the others one after another.    

After the count, Yang Bo was dumbfounded. Because no one had captured a living person, everyone had already killed the Ascetic Saint's clone.    

The golden bull was the fastest and had already killed two clones.    

Yang Bo looked at everyone. "We might have been fooled. The Netherworld Saint gave the Ascetic Saint's hair and characteristics to us."    

The golden bull looked at Yang Bo. "That was your informant. You have to consider whether your people are also problematic."    

Yang Bo sighed. "I contacted the Underworld just now. The person who contacted me was also a fake!"    

Yang Bo was very helpless. He used the Underworld's clone to contact Pan Wanda. Pan Wanda told him that he did have a son, but his son had always been in the Underworld and had never left.    

The golden bull glared at him. "Is he also a fake?"    

"Did you find that person?"    

Yang Bo said, "Everyone, I feel that after we entered the Netherworld, we have fallen into the trap of the Netherpassage Saint."    

"This is his territory. It's not easy to find him. We have to be well prepared!"    

The green snake looked at Yang Bo. "What do you think?"    

Boom!    

In the sky, a huge palm suddenly appeared and slapped towards the direction of everyone.    

The golden dragon walked out and raised his hand to meet it.    

Bang!    

The two palms collided, creating a loud sound.    

The aftershock spread out, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.    

Under the protection of the golden bull, Yang Bo was not injured.    

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of everyone. He stared at the people in front of him and said angrily, "All of you are Holy Judges?"    

"Why did you kill my clone? What did my clone do wrong?"    

The golden dragon stood out. "Your clone protected the Netherpassage Saint. This is a mistake!"    

The Suffering Saint wore a tattered Taoist robe. His body was dirty and his face was filled with anger. "Protect the Netherpassage Saint?"    

"My clone's cultivation is low. How could he do that?"    

The golden dragon wiped his hand and a mirror appeared in the air.    

In the mirror, a series of images appeared.    

Pan Xiaohu handed the booklet to Yang Bo, who received his hair.    

Immediately after, the golden dragon used its hair to see the doppelganger mirror image.    

This was the mirror image replay!    

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