[Your original body is hidden in the dark, and your powerful spiritual sense has already sensed the breath of another candidate Saint Son "Earth". ]

[He is not far away, but he has never moved, and his breath is as restrained as the abyss. ]

[This confirms your prediction - he is also waiting for the opportunity, hoping that you can consume the strength of "Heaven" and create a good opportunity for him to defeat his opponent. ]

[Amid the surging clouds and mist, spiritual light bursts out, like thousands of thunders exploding in the depths of the secret realm. ]

[The figure of Tian is looming in the mist, and his figure is proud. ]

[I saw him twist his fingers lightly, pinching out a mysterious spell, and the light at his fingertips was swallowing. ]

[In an instant, wisps of pink mist flowed out from his fingertips, stretching in the air like silk, and in a moment it was about to swallow up your clone. ]

[The clone's eyes were stern, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. ]

[Instantly, the clone burst out with the terrifying might of the Wuluo Realm. ]

[The blood-colored flames gushed out from the body, like a blooming flame lotus, turning the three-meter area around it into a vacuum zone. ]

[The pink mist melted like spring snow the moment it touched the flames, turning into nothingness. ]

[The clone's body shook, and it went straight to the Tianmian Gate like an arrow from a bow. ]

[The fighting spirit rose, and the momentum was like a rainbow. ]

[Seeing this, Tian snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his five fingers opened, and the palm of his hand surged with heart-pounding energy. ]

[In an instant, hundreds of black and white beads broke through the air, each of which contained the power to destroy the world, and drew arcs in the air. ]

[The clone did not dare to be careless, crossed his arms to protect the vital points in front of his chest, and tried his best to activate the power of qi and blood. ]

[However, the power of those beads was far beyond expectations. They could penetrate the flame protection condensed by the blood and qi, and hit the body of the clone fiercely. ]

[With a loud bang, all the beads exploded, and the yin and yang qi swept wildly, washing the body of the clone like a storm. ]

[Even though the clone was a body cultivator in the Wu Leakage Realm, and his body was comparable to a magic weapon, he was still severely injured at this moment. ]

[The arm was charred, and the bones broke with a teeth-grinding cracking sound. The flesh was corroded by the yin and yang qi, and the white bones were clearly visible. ]

[The clone's eyes were solemn, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. ]

[He hurriedly circulated his blood and divinity to repair his injuries, and golden light flowed at the wound. ]

[Just as the bones and flesh were healing, Tian's figure appeared behind him like a ghost, silently. 】

【He put his two fingers together, and a sword light wrapped with yin and yang energy went straight to the back of the clone's head. The sword energy was cold and chilling. 】

【The clone's consciousness was sharp and had already noticed Tian's movements. 】

【He tilted his head slightly, and his hair flew in the sword energy, and then he neutralized the fatal blow. 】

【Then, the blood and qi gushed out like a river bursting its banks, and his strength instantly climbed to a new height, and blood flames all over his body soared into the sky. 】

【After a sound of air explosion, the clone disappeared from the spot, leaving only a blood-colored afterimage floating in the wind. 】

【The next moment, he appeared in front of Tian. 】

【The right fist was wrapped with blazing blood-colored flames, like a burning meteor, carrying the momentum of destroying everything, and hit Tian's forehead directly. 】

【At the same time, the clone's left hand swung back to the back, put his two fingers together, and operated the Yanyang Sword Technique. ]

[Instantly, 360 flame sword qi condensed behind Tian, ​​like blooming sword flowers, piercing Tian's back. ]

[At this moment, Tian's face suddenly changed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. ]

[He obviously did not expect that a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was actually a powerful Wu Leakage Realm body cultivator. ]

[At the critical moment, he sacrificed a pink skull to block the clone. ]

[A ghost was imprisoned in the skull, constantly transforming into countless charming female figures. ]

[A series of mental fluctuations containing bewitching power eroded the clone like ripples. ]

[At the same time, a shield condensed by spiritual power also appeared behind Tian, ​​resisting the attack of the sword light. ]

[However, facing such a mental attack, the clone did not move at all. ]

[The clone's soul is already strong, and the divinity in his body has a strong resistance to mental attacks, and he has a willpower far beyond that of ordinary people. ]

[With a loud bang, the pink skull was instantly shattered under the clone's iron fist, and countless bone fragments shot out in all directions like sharp arrows. ]

[The fist continued to move forward and punched Tian in the chest. ]

[Tian's chest was instantly sunken, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, turning into blood mist and dissipating in the air. ]

[The only regret is that the power of the Yanyang Sword Art was slightly insufficient, and it failed to break through Tian's shield, and only played a role in restraining it. ]

[After Tian was injured, his face was gloomyLike water, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. ]

[He took a deep breath, and the pink mist around him poured into his body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. ]

[In an instant, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breath became sharp again. ]

[The clone saw this and his face became solemn. ]

[The strength of this Tian in front of him is indeed unfathomable, and his methods are endless. Maybe there are some powerful magic weapons that have not been used yet. ]

[But this is no time to hesitate. The clone continues to maintain an indomitable momentum and launches a fierce attack on Tian. ]

[Tian is not to be outdone, and directly sacrifices a peculiarly shaped incense burner. ]

[Countless pink mists gushed out of the mouth of the incense burner, lingering in the air. ]

[He waved his hand casually, and seven skeleton clones appeared out of thin air. ]

[The ghosts in these skeletons shuttled back and forth, exuding a more powerful charm. 】

【However, such mental attacks are useless to the clone. 】

【The clone was like a no-man's land, and in a flash, it smashed three of the skeletons to pieces, and then continued to rush to the sky. 】

Seeing this, Ling Tian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, muttering to himself: "Fortunately, my soul is strong enough, and with the protection of divinity, I don't have to worry about these mental attacks."

"But I have to say that as a disciple of a large sect, my strength is indeed extraordinary."

"You should know that when I was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, I could defeat some ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators."

"Now that my cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, I am still at a disadvantage in the fight with this Tian."

"Really can't underestimate the heroes of the world..." Ling Tian shook his head and sighed.

Then he continued to pay attention to the content on the simulation panel.

【In the sky, spiritual power was surging, and clouds and mist were rolling. 】

【The two figures kept intersecting in the void, and every collision caused a deafening explosion. ]

[After the clone found that he could not do anything to Tian, ​​he immediately sacrificed the Zhenyue Ding. The ancient Ding body slowly grew larger in the air, emitting a gray light, and it was suspended above Tian's head like a small mountain. ]

[Then, the Zhenyue Ding suddenly fell down, suppressing Tian with the momentum of creating the world. ]

[Tian looked solemn, raised his hand and condensed a giant hand composed of yin and yang energy, and greeted the Zhenyue Ding. ]

[The moment the two collided, a terrifying shock wave swept over, shaking off all the surrounding clouds and mist. ]

[The clone continued to inject spiritual power, controlling the Zhenyue Ding to continue to press down. ]

[Tian's face changed slightly when he saw this. ]

[He had realized that this was a very high-grade magic weapon, and immediately urged the strange incense burner to meet it. ]

[The two magic weapons collided violently in the air, and actually tore the space apart, revealing dark cracks in the void. 】

【The clone seized the opportunity, and once again rushed forward, punching at Tian. 】

【Tian was not in a hurry, and offered an ancient golden bell to protect himself. 】

【The clone punched the golden bell, making a deafening "Duang" sound. 】

【The sound waves spread, causing the clone's blood to surge, while Tian in the golden bell was safe and sound. 】

【The clone realized that this was another top-level defensive magic weapon, and his offensive became more fierce. 】

【Punch after punch hit the golden bell, and each blow carried the power of destroying the world. 】

【Duang, Duang, Duang! 】

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