"That, that cockroach, ah, this fellow Taoist Xiaoqiang, if your clone is very useful, I will also support two of my gods. In this way, I won't have to spend a lot of effort to cast the forbidden magic."

At this time, Qin Qing, who was preparing to use the forbidden method to fight against the saints of the Three Xuanming Sects, was also extremely surprised.

It is indeed as the demon cultivator said.

She has never seen such an outrageous clone technique, and she has never even heard of it!

"The forbidden method used by the saint son of Xuanming Sect, "The Soul-Splitting Technique" is a top-grade Xuan-level martial art. Xiaoqiang, a clone-like master at least on the ground level, is first-class monsters and spirit insects, and his original comprehension ability is much worse than that of the human beings of all things. I don't know how it has been cultivated. Although I don't know what impact this clone-based ban will have on it, it will definitely not be too easy."

"Otherwise, Xiaoqiang will use the clone method as soon as the battle begins, and divide it into five indefinitely. In the future, even if an authentic foundation-building cultivator sees Ye Lin, he will retreat and consider his abilities."

It's indeed as Qin Qing thought.

Xiaoqiang's ruling method is called "Five Elements Clan", and its side effects are not something that ordinary people can afford. One is divided into five, and four additional clones will be added. Each clone will consume its lifespan for ten years. The four clones will be forty years, and it is almost a Jiazi.

If Ye Lin used this technique, he would become a middle-aged man with slightly white temples after the fight.

However, Ye Lin obviously didn't feel sorry for Xiaoqiang's forty-year life, and Xiaoqiang also used it casually.

This is thanks to Xiaoqiang who also learned the "Old Turtle Longevity Practice" from Xiaobai, which specializes in the practice of spiritual beasts and spirit insects.

As the saying goes, a thousand-year-old turtle is 80,000-year-old turtle. This "Old Turtle Longevity" should be created by a master who observed a certain spiritual turtle's epiphany.

Practicing "Old Turtle Longevity" to the first level can prolong life by 100 years, the second level can prolong life by 1,000 years, the third level can prolong life by 3,000 years.

At present, Xiaoqiang has reached the second level of practice, and has an additional life span of one thousand years. It takes 40 years. It is still difficult to hurt Xiaoqiang's roots, but he cannot use this kind of forbidden method when he sees people. After all, it is not easy to practice to the third level.

When I heard Qin Qing asked for help, I felt embarrassed.

Xiaoqiang then smiled generously.

"It's easy to say! Ben Xiaoqiang's clone is easy to use. If you hit him, you will know that you are the master's friend, Ben Xiaoqiang's friend. Xiaoqiang will naturally protect you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two of Xiaoqiang's clones flashed and soon arrived at Qin Qing's side. The ghost fog transformed by the saint of Xuanming Sect who had been chasing him immediately stopped.

It seemed that he was hesitating whether to fight to the death with Xiaoqiang's two clones and Qin Qing.

She had already seen Xiaoqiang's strength, which was enough to force the Holy Son to retreat alone!

Before Xiaoqiang asked his clone to help, he naturally secretly asked Ye Lin for instructions. Ye Lin had a good impression of this woman and was willing to help this woman if she had the ability.

Among the righteous monks he had met, there were very few people with a noble character than Qin Qing.

If Qin Qing could ow him a favor, it would be much easier if he needed her help in the future.

Qin Qing was overjoyed and bowed slightly to Xiaoqiang and Ye Lin.

"Thank you!"

As a top genius, Qin Qing naturally has many trump cards, and she has learned more than one kind of forbidden method, but if she wants to forcibly improve her ban on the saint of Xuanming Sect, she will lose her cultivation for at least half a year.

This time, the situation was originally two to two, but it turned into six to six, but five of them were Xiaoqiang who held swords and carried swords.

The saint son of Xuanming Sect became a little crazy.

"I don't believe that in this world, a bug's ability to comprehend several times stronger than this saint's son. Let me first try the strength of your clone!"

Only three "swoosh swish swish swish" sounds were heard, and the three groups of ghosts transformed by the saint of Xuanming Sect were like lightning, with extremely fast speeds and difficult for naked eyes to see clearly. They disappeared in an instant. When they appeared next time, they had completely surrounded the three little strongmen.

puff!

Three gray-white ghosts instantly dyed a blood-red light, and a strong smell of blood spread out. It was obvious that the saint son of Xuanming Sect had increased his digits and spit out three mouthfuls of essence and blood to enhance his magic power.

The next moment, dozens of ghost hands extended out and expanded rapidly in the sky. Each ghost claw actually grew to the size of a millstone, and under the ghost claws, there were amazing muscle bulges.

Each ghost claw seems extremely powerful and terrifying!

Swish swish swish swish!

Dozens of ghost claws pierced through the air and came towards the three little powerful claws.

But Xiaoqiang still looked calm.

"If you don't use the "Soul Split Technique", I can only suppress you. It is not easy to kill you, but after you use the "Soul Split Technique", although there are more clones, the strength of each body is not as good as before."

"Just that, you actually have the courage to take the initiative to attack!"

"Looking for death, don't look at the almanac!"

Xiaoqiang smiled coldly, and three figures disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, dozens of ghost hands pierced through Xiaoqiang's original position, and one bottomless hole after another appeared on the ground. With such terrifying mana blessing, soil and stones were not even considered tofu.

At this time, the three little strong men had already appeared at a height of dozens of feet away.

"Meteor Slash!"

The magic blade in Xiaoqiang's hand expanded rapidly, and it became more than ten feet in a moment. The huge magic blade penetrated the air, like a falling popping. A series of fire lights appeared when friction in the air, and in an instant, it had already come into contact with the powerful ghost hands of three groups of ghost fog.

Everyone heard a loud "bang" sound, as if several thunders exploded in their ears. In addition to three dazzling lights, it was caused by the confrontation and collision of Xiaoqiang's mana and the ghost hand's mana.

Many monks with low cultivation levels only felt their minds steadily and their eardrums were painful.

When the light disappeared, everyone saw a shocking scene.

There were no ghost claws in the sky, only dozens of bloody tentacles without claws left, and the ghost claws were actually covered by flames and turned into residues and fell to the ground one by one, and then turned into ashes.

Xiaoqiang, who was carrying the giant sword and giant sword, had already spread his wings, and he was still like he had before, without any change!

Thrilling screams came from the three ghost fog.

"My hand! My hand! This is impossible, impossible!"

And what responded to him was Xiaoqiang's cold voice.
Chapter completed!