"I really wonder if I can take away all the energy in this pool and use it to support the simulator's consumption."
Wang Ping had a unique thought, suddenly considering this matter.
It was at this time that Wang Ping's vision saw the arrival of the black fog. The cold-looking simulated Wang Ping sighed, his face full of unwillingness.
In the end, he glanced around vaguely, as if looking for something.
This feeling was strange, but Wang Ping was keenly aware of the anomaly in the simulated Wang Ping, and he had an inexplicable feeling of unease in his heart.
Then, after watching the scene of the Blood Demon Realm's destruction, Wang Ping exited and returned to reality.
"Just now, it wasn't an illusion."
Wang Ping frowned, very confident in his judgment.
The simulated Wang Ping seemed to be secretly looking for something.
What could he be looking for at this point?
"He's looking for me."