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Chapter 233 Golden Crow Imprint

"This is unfair." Song Renjia murmured.

He is a monk at the Golden Core level. To deal with a monk at the peak of the virtual realm, the level he has crossed is too great.

However, he did not panic at all. He took a deep breath, and a black wind surged out of his body and gathered into a tall figure beside him.

This figure has the same face as Song Renjia, and is Song Renjia's tiger demon clone.

Strong Mahayana coercion emanated from Song Renjia's clone, forcing the soldiers to take two steps back.

"During the Mahayana period, don't blame me for bullying the small with the big, relying on the strong to bully the weak." Song Renjia smiled slightly and retreated to Zhang Lingyue.

"You should have released him a long time ago." Zhang Lingyue said, "Why bother to deal with those little minions by yourself?"

"After all, I still have to rely on my own body to practice, so I can't miss any opportunity to exercise. After all, the clone is a clone, not the main body." Song Renjia said.

Every hard and evenly matched battle will make Song Renjia stronger and his cultivation more stable.

"There is a Confucian spirit insect in the Netherworld, and there is a magic that can easily separate a dozen small clones from the infant body." Zhang Lingyue said, "Those clones can change their main body at any time. Even if the main body dies, the clone will become

The new subject lives on. Do you want to follow suit?"

"I'm not that kind of insect." Song Renjia said speechlessly.

"Haha, forget it, I won't kid you. That kind of insect is not very strong, and the more clones it has, the weaker each clone is." Zhang Lingyue said, "But it is also good as a life-saving spell at critical moments.

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"Then can I learn it?" Song Renjia asked.

"You are not that kind of bug." Zhang Lingyue countered with Song Renjia's words.

"Who thinks he knows so many things?" Song Jia smiled sarcastically.

"This spell is a bit useless for other races, because except for the Confucian spirit insect, other Yin spirit beings can cast it at most five to six clones, and at worst, it may only create one clone, which cannot confuse the public at all.

The effect of distracting the enemy's attention will also reduce your own strength." Zhang Lingyue said.

"And you are not even a Yin spirit, so it would be good if you could create two or three clones."

"Listening to what you said, it seems that it really doesn't have much effect." Song Renjia said.

"I just want to tell you that these puppets worked well together before, and now they can fuse together. Maybe this fused puppet has the characteristics of the Confucian Spirit Insect." Zhang Lingyue said, "They can either be cloned or the clones can be merged into one.

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"The clone method that reduces the strength is naturally not worth mentioning, but the fusion method is indeed a very useful spell."

"Oh, can you teach me?" Song Renjia asked immediately.

"Why do you ask me to teach you everything?" Zhang Lingyue rolled her eyes at him: "This is a unique spell of the Rulingworm clan, and I don't know how to do it."

"Then what are you telling me to do?"

"I can't, but maybe this puppet can." Zhang Lingyue said, "Aren't they fused together?"

"You want me to capture him alive?" Song Renjia asked.

"In the Mahayana period, there is a possibility of facing the virtual realm." Zhang Lingyue said, "But you have to pay attention to these soldiers of Qin Shihuang. They are loyal and brave and are not afraid of death. If you suppress them forcefully, he may self-destruct."

"I understand." Song Renjia nodded, his face solemn.

In this battle, you must control your speed and not be overwhelmed.

In mid-air, Song Renjia's clone clenched his fists and punched out a fierce tiger.

This is the innate spell of the tiger demon clone, but after becoming the clone of Song Renjia, the clone cannot exert its full power. But it is just right to use it here.

The puppet in the virtual realm pulled out the long sword from his waist and slashed forward, cutting the energy tiger in half.

But the energy of the explosion also knocked the puppet back and blew away a lot of soil on his body.

Song Renjia's clone moved and turned directly towards the puppet in the virtual realm, intending to engage in a hand-to-hand battle.

One is a solid body made of the power of earth and stone, and the other is a tiger demon clone who specializes in physical training. In this hand-to-hand battle, Song Renjia's clone could easily gain the upper hand with his realm advantage, but he still chose to be patient and did not dare to use all his strength to fight against the puppet.

It was a tie.

This battle would not be decided in a short period of time, so Song Renjia glanced at the other two battle groups.

After being injected with spiritual power by Song Renjia, the Golden Crow exerted great power and penetrated the large yellow-brown thousand-meter-long dragon into large holes. Flames were burning everywhere on its body, and it was only a matter of time before it was burned out.

In another place, Wang Xing, after several severe injuries, was no longer able to compete with the great monk Jingchen. When the great monk issued a big hand seal, Wang Xing was pressed to the ground, and his hands struggled to support him, and he was almost suppressed.

The situation was almost one-sided, tilting in favor of Song Renjia.

Ten minutes later, the giant tawny dragon could not hold on and was burned to death by the Golden Crow. Endless golden flames filled the sky and the black Yin Spirit mist was burned away.

Wang Xing's heart was bleeding, his body was making cracking sounds, and cracks were all over his body.

After a roar, Wang Xing self-destructed, and the khaki-colored explosive power of the Ajing Buddha Sect's large handprint rushed away, while his Yin spirit body quickly penetrated into the ground and escaped without a trace.

"He actually let him run away." Song Renjia frowned.

"Without the Pluto Bell, this kind of Yin spirit body would be difficult to suppress with ordinary means." Zhang Lingyue explained.

With a cry, the Golden Crow flew over and turned into a golden flame, wrapping the virtual world puppet.

"No!" Song Renjia's clone was born quickly. He was still thinking of suppressing and capturing this puppet alive, but he couldn't let him be burned.

The clone's shout actually had an effect. The golden flame separated and turned into a golden crow again, flying towards Song Renjia's body.

"Sister Lingyue, use the Pluto Bell." Song Renjia held Jinwu in his arms and said.

"Using the Pluto Bell consumes a lot of Yin Spirit power. You have to think of how to compensate me." Zhang Lingyue said, reaching out and holding out the Pluto Bell.

"When you master the technique of fusion of clones, can you let you eat the Yin spirit body of this puppet?" Song Renjia said.

"That's pretty much it." Zhang Lingyue nodded with satisfaction and started the Pluto Bell.

Song Renjia's clone took the opportunity to show off his power, exerting the powerful strength of his true immortal body and beating the puppet's hard body violently.

The black light separated from the incomplete body, condensed in the air, and turned into a solid Yin spirit body, which still had the cultivation of the virtual realm.

However, without him taking any action, Pluto's Bell came down from the sky and suppressed him, making him unable to move.

"Finally done." Song Renjia breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Luo and the great monk Jingchen flew over.

"I'll treat you with admiration after three days of separation. Song Xiaoyou, you gave me such a big surprise." Luo Zhenren said with a smile.

"No, it was just a coincidence." Song Renjia scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I have never seen you in such a state of pill formation, fighting against more than a dozen Nascent Soul stage puppet warriors, and having such a powerful clone."

"The most important thing is that you are able to greatly increase the power of this life spirit Golden Crow. It is really miraculous."

"This... coincidence, coincidence." Song Renjia really couldn't explain it.

"Bah!"

The Golden Crow in his arms let out a crisp chirp, turned into a golden light, and plunged into Song Renjia's Dantian.

The light imprinted on the Great Golden Pill turned into a mark with a golden crow pattern.
Chapter completed!
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