At this moment, Fang Ping suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling!

It's all me!

It seemed like a 360-degree viewing angle was opened, and he could see square footage in all directions.

Clone!

This is the clone of Juedian.

But the general Juedian is a clone of pure spiritual power, but Fang Ping... used immortal matter as a carrier and mixed in a little bit of spiritual power to create a clone!

Fang Ping didn't bother to check the data, but he knew that his mental strength would be declining a little.

But he didn't cut much, just trying it out.

At this moment, Fang Ping, who is composed of these golden immortal substances, is as strong as the weak ninth level.

With such strength, facing Wu Mian, even if he is seriously injured, it is not enough to kill him.

More than a dozen Fang Ping were defeated by him in the blink of an eye!

But this little time is enough!

At this moment, Fang Ping's true body erupted with extreme brilliance, and a bloody long sword appeared in the void, slashing down with a roar!

Faceless's other half, the long sword, was cut into pieces with a click.

The broken sword quickly turned into a stream of energy and merged into the faceless body that was previously surrounded by clones.

Faceless spits out blood, and the face without cheeks becomes even paler!

Fang Ping is also proficient in the new fighting methods of the ninth level. At this moment, the more he fights, the more he feels that there are many ways to fight in the ninth level.

Not only that, he is also constantly trying to use new combinations of forces to attack.

Sometimes it is extremely powerful, and sometimes its combat effectiveness declines.

As if he felt that one person's attempts were not enough, Fang Ping shot out more than a dozen golden immortal substances, turning into "Fang Ping" again.

This time, Fang Ping did not cut off his mental power.

Without mental cutting, these "Fang Ping" condensed with immortal matter lack some vitality, and are often blown up by Faceless in one move.

But too many ants can kill an elephant!

Faceless Ben was seriously injured, and now his injuries are getting more and more serious!

Feeling this scene, Wu Mian roared: "How can you have so much power of destruction!"

Unbelievable!

How much is this?

Fang Ping has probably consumed tens of thousands of Yuan of Destruction Power in his battle with him!

Is this still a warrior who has just entered the origin?

Fang Ping sneered again and again!

What’s ten thousand dollars?

It’s just 100 million points worth of wealth.

He has replenished his energy and blood, replenished his mental power, and has only consumed a lot more than this so far.

But everything is worth it!

He is constantly trying various energy combinations, consuming a lot of immortal matter to try and hone himself.

Not only that, as the battle continued, Fang Ping's control over his power became higher and higher.

He thinks it's worth spending this little wealth.

At this moment, Fang Ping's body shook slightly!

A clone of immortal matter slashed down with a knife, and the void roared!

These immortal substances without spiritual power are probably only at the eighth level.

They are all controlled by Fang Ping’s main consciousness!

But now, the burst of strength of this clone has reached the ninth level!

"This reorganization method... seems to be more suitable for me than the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique!"

Fang Ping's eyes flashed with joy, he memorized the combination of the move that the clone had just executed, and then started to try it with his real body.

After this attempt, Fang Ping immediately felt the difference!

Comfortable!

The strength in his body was concentrated on his right hand almost instantly.

A long knife made of immortal matter appeared in Fang Ping's hand. With a roar, the long knife shot out of the air. Three minutes faster, he slashed towards Wu Mian with one strike!

"puff!"

The long knife entered his body and Faceless's right arm was cut off.

"Damn it!"

Wu Mian cursed angrily, this guy actually used him as a whetstone, he was mastering his own strength, and he was trying to deduce his own tactics.

That's too much!

After all, he is also a powerful true god. When did he become a stepping stone to the Origin Realm?

…

There was no anger on his face, but Fang Ping was happy!

just!

He seems to have burst out with more powerful power!

The degree of power control is higher!

At the moment when his power was transformed and reorganized, Fang Ping felt that his control over power had increased by at least 5%.

"Tactics...find the tactics that suit you best! No, it must be in line with your origins!"

Fang Ping seemed to have thought of something. At this moment, his improvement in origin seemed not obvious.

"Consistent with the origin...how to conform to the origin?"

Fang Ping thought of something. Maybe trying this kind of strategy in the origin space might be more in line with the origin!

"When the original space resonates, maybe my unique fighting method will appear!"

At this moment, Fang Ping somewhat understood why Juepin's fighting techniques were generally only passed down to the ninth level.

Because when you are not at the ninth level, you only learn simple energy reorganization methods, but when you are at the ninth level, you may be able to resonate with the origin.

…

Come to think of it, Fang Ping was merciless when he started, and his speed was getting faster and faster!

At this moment, Fang Ping, the crystal house disappeared, no longer appeared, turned into nothingness, like a sharp sword, invisibly killing Wu Mian again and again.

Wu Mian is about to collapse!

He suddenly couldn't find where Fang Ping's mental power was. Just like before, Fang Ping's aura disappeared.

The mental power was invisible, and there was no aura fluctuation at this moment. Wu Mian was accidentally penetrated by the mental power through his head.

As a last resort, he could only explode his mental power to the extreme to stop Fang Ping's mental battle.

And Fang Ping himself was also elusive.

Sometimes, the real body does not come out, but the clones made of immortal matter come out to fight, and the real body secretly attacks.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Faceless blood keeps dripping.

From golden yellow, to light gold, to the golden color begins to fade...

This means that Wu Mian has been consumed to the extreme!

Wu Mian is really anxious at this moment!

The others may not know that he is facing such a crisis, and those three are probably still waiting for him to return to kill people!

But they don't know that they are about to be killed here!

The origin reverses and kills the true god, and he may become the first true god to be killed by the origin!

Reluctantly, he roared: "Your name is Fang Ping? You can't kill me! I am one of the seventy-two divine masters of the divine religion. If you kill me, the divine religion will not let you go!"

Fang Ping laughed and said, "Are you trying to scare me? I've never heard of any divine religion!"

"Ignorant junior!"

Wu Mian roared: "The Divine Sect is the first sect in ancient times! After the fall of the heaven, the Divine Sect has existed in the world, and its power has spread throughout the three realms. Thousands of years ago, there were seventy-two true gods. Above the God Lord, there is the Emperor.
To be continued...