Ming Siju took out a handful of heaven and earth crystals, which were about six or seven.

The fingertips slightly used force to break the heaven and earth crystals, then wrapped them in the clone talisman paper, and smashed them on the ground with a bang.

This talisman paper has been passed down to this day, and its real name has been erased in the long river of time.

According to its efficacy, Ganyun Sect calls it the samsara clone talisman.

This talisman can separate a clone that is exactly the same as oneself, and it is not a virtual image, but a real individual.

The clone has a certain level of cultivation in the body. The higher the cultivation level of the body, the stronger the clone is.

In fact, the spells drawn on it are not like clones at all, and they are simply miracles that create humans out of thin air.

Blast the talisman paper with the heaven and earth crystal to the ground.

The power of heaven and earth in the heaven and earth crystal was quickly absorbed by the talisman paper, exploding a colorful smoke.

Ming Sijiao instantly felt weak and felt tired of overwork.

The energy and power of heaven and earth in the body seem to have been pulled out partly, and the spirit and blood are also decreasing.

Her face was a little pale, and she raised her hand and touched the corner of her eyes.

A trace of crow's feet appeared at the corner of his eyes, and his strength to maintain his body appearance also faded.

At the same time, a figure stood up in the smoke, as tall as Ming Sijue.

The figure seemed to have his own wisdom, waved his hand to dissipate the remaining smoke, and nodded to Ming Siju with a smile.

Oh my God, it's exactly the same as myself!

It's like taking out another moment of myself in the long river of time.

The clone opened his hands and said to Ming Sijue: "Give me weapons!"

This sentence not only sounded in Ming Siju's ears, but also in his mind.

Ming Sijue knew that this means that the clone’s thoughts are connected to himself.

But she didn't expect that the clone would actually speak on his own initiative, and her intelligence was a hundred times stronger than the war beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace.

She pulled out a white jade hairpin from the back of her head again and waved it twice to turn it into a white jade sword.

The white jade sword was handed over to the clone, and the fingertips touched each other, giving a real and warm touch.

It's just like the real body, so amazing!

Ming Sijiao now understood that wherever the mental and qi and blood that had been taken away just now went, they were all divided into the body.

He took the white jade sword, clone his body and took the initiative to block Ming Sijue's body.

"Protect yourself, it doesn't matter if I die!"

The clone's voice sounded again in my mind, which was Ming Siju's own tone.

Opposite, the thirty-eight disciples of Tianming Palace have blocked all the broken wood thorns.

They stepped forward and approached Ming Siju.

But then, they saw Ming Sijue throwing out a piece of paper.

The paper ball exploded with colorful smoke, and another Ming Siju appeared from it, and the two were completely consistent.

"Clanular Technique!"

Everyone stood still and didn't dare to get closer for a while.

No one cares about the characteristics of this clone, and all their attention is on this spell.

Wentian Pavilion is full of power to break the Dharma, and all the energy and power of heaven and earth cannot be used, so when you come in, you become an ordinary person.

But why can Ming Sicho perform clone technique, and it is such a high-level spell?

Could she be able to use her skills in Wentian Pavilion, or would she leave a back door to avoid being affected by the power of breaking the Dharma?

Mo Junrong and others' hearts suddenly hang up.

If Ming Siju can cast spells and exercise their skills, then what they should think about next is not to find divine weapons, but how to escape.

Then, they saw Ming Sijue turn his hairpin into a long sword and hand it over to his clone.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

Damn, this clone actually has combat ability and can use real weapons.

Also, is it also a magic to turn a hairpin into a long sword?

The disciples of Tianming Palace retreated. They became ordinary people, but Ming Siju was able to cast spells.

What else can I beat you? Will you die?

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Mo Junrong.

The left-handed star official said before that after entering Wentian Pavilion, they followed Mo Junrong's arrangements.

Mo Junrong felt the pressure of the eyes around him and quickly started to think about countermeasures.

He didn't want to give up. If he couldn't get the axe handle of the divine weapon, he would not be able to lead out the axe face.

If you can't get the destiny, the God of Stars will not help him improve his cultivation.

With his current progress speed, he will never be able to catch up with Zheng Qiu in his life, let alone a truly powerful dragon around Zheng Qiu.

Even if he secretly kidnapped Zheng Qiu's parents, there was a hostage in hand.

But the current strength gap is huge, and Mo Junrong dares not show off Zheng Qiu’s parents’ trump card.

Once it appears, Zheng Qiu is fully capable of saving his parents before he teases his votes.

He stared at Ming Sijuan not far away, and his clones were drawn by Ming Sijuan, focusing on observing every move.

Soon, he discovered that Ming Siju had no intention of taking the initiative to attack.

The white jade sword hangs slightly lowered and is horizontally in front of the abdomen. This is the starting move of the defensive sword move.

Why does Ming Siju not attack? She can explain the Dharma and should have the ability to win?

Could it be that she is actually unable to use her skills or interpret her Dharma?

Thinking of this, Mo Junrong recalled that Ming Sijue had just thrown a ball of paper on the ground.

Throwing a ball of paper means talisman paper, and perhaps the Wentian Pavilion can use talisman paper instead of interpretation.

He reached out to his belt and pulled out a piece of thunder talisman paper in his palm.

The talisman paper is drawn from lightning stone powder and contains electric current itself, but it requires external force to start.

You cannot use your power to inject qi and strength, and the power of heaven and earth cannot be transferred.

The only way is to use money and the heaven and earth crystal.

Mo Junrong shook out a purple heaven and earth crystal from his cuff, cut it off and pressed it on the thunder talisman paper in his palm.

Then clench your fist and slapped it forward with a palm.

Crack, a purple-white arc as thick as a pen holder flashed, twisting and shooting towards Ming Sijue quickly.

Ming Siju's clone reacted quickly and raised his sword to sweep the arc.

The arc was bounced to the ground by the tip of the sword, shattering into a series of electric sparks, burning the wooden board out of blue smoke.

This scene made Mo Junrong very excited.

As expected, the effect of breaking the magic in Wentian Pavilion will only limit the practitioners, but will not limit the talisman paper that has been made.

According to this logic, the magic weapon with its own power will not be restricted.

In this way, Ming Siju did not explain the method just now, and it was the credit for the clones that he brought the talisman paper.

And the two white jade swords are probably high-quality magic weapons.

After understanding these, Mo Junrong immediately told other disciples of the Heavenly Destiny Palace: "Don't be afraid, Ming Siju does not have the ability to interpret the Dharma.

You saw it just now, I can still use the heaven and earth crystal to activate the talisman paper.

She is now an ordinary person holding magic weapons and is definitely not our opponent.

Take her down quickly so that we can't make a big plan worse, go ahead!"

After listening to Mo Junrong's explanation, the disciples of Tianming Palace regained their fighting spirit and raised their weapons to approach Ming Siju again.

Mo Junrong is the one who wants the destiny of the divine weapon the most. He no longer hesitates and is eager to lift his sword to stab him in front of him and launch an attack first.

Dangdang, the fire-patterned stone sword and the white jade sword collided intertwined, and a spark of fists appeared.

Mo Junrong swung eleven swords in succession, as fast as lightning, but was all stopped by Ming Siju's clone.
Chapter completed!