At this time, Qin Fengming also wanted to know in his heart whether he could fight with Liyang Zhenren.
He has just advanced to the Xuanling realm at this moment, and has not practiced the skills of the Xuanling realm, nor has he improved various secret techniques and magical powers to the Xuanling realm. However, the purity of the magic power in his body is no longer comparable to that at the peak of the spiritual realm.
Finding a mysterious person to fight and test his own strength due to his pure magic power is what Qin Fengming wants to know very much at this moment.
But he really has no interest in fighting with Liyang Zhenren.
Even if he can defeat Liyang Zhenren, in the end he will only make wedding clothes for others. There should be no benefits. If he is injured by the opponent, it will really be too much.
When he saw clearly that the person approaching quickly was Liyang Zhenren, he had already thought of a countermeasure.
To activate the temple, the spirit of Yi Yang and Fairy Yao Xi must appear. With these two powerful men coming forward, he can naturally watch from the sidelines.
The so-called uncle and nephew, Qin Fengming was not wrong.
Master Liyang is a clone cultivated by Master Yiyang. The clone soul of Master Yiyang is a Mahayana existence that was equal to Master Yiyang back then.
Although there is a distinction between him and the main body, he can definitely be regarded as a peer.
Speaking of uncle and nephew, there really is nothing outside the box.
However, upon hearing what Qin Fengming said, Master Liyang's expression suddenly changed. A bad feeling suddenly surged out from the bottom of his heart.
When he first met Qin Fengming, he sensed a familiar aura on the young man that was extremely difficult for him to understand.
That aura contained a kind of presence that made him feel fearful. Although the aura was extremely thin and seemed to be there but not at all, Master Liyang was so frightened that he could not resolve it.
And it was precisely because of that familiar aura of fear that he couldn't understand that he wanted to capture Qin Fengming, intending to find out what kind of existence existed in the young man that made him fear him.
At this moment, when he suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words, he suddenly thought of something. Something that made him extremely afraid.
As the clone of Master Yiyang who is most likely to advance to Mahayana, he knows much more about Master Yiyang than others.
Master Liyang knew that Master Yiyang once had a Mahayana clone, which later fell to the hands of Mahayana in the real demon world during the war between the three realms.
It's just that there are rumors that the clone didn't seem to have completely perished. Only the physical body and the mysterious soul were killed. There should be a trace of the clone that escaped the disaster.
It is precisely because of this that Master Yiyang has been waiting for the ghost to return and did not immediately sacrifice the clone.
Master Liyang only found out about this after he advanced to the Xuan level. At that time, he already thought that the clone soul must have died, so Yiyang's main body re-cultivated the clone. He was also extremely lucky, fortunate that the clone soul had died.
However, the death of the clone's soul has not been confirmed by the main body, and it has always been a mystery in his mind.
At this moment, when he suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words about "uncle and nephew", Liyang Master suddenly thought of the secret soul separation that had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years and was hidden deep in his heart and was not usually revealed.
Without a trace of hesitation, Liyang Zhenren's face changed with horror. In a flash, he had harnessed the escaping light and shot away in the direction from which he came.
Regardless of whether the young monk knew some clues about what he said and deliberately used a replica of the temple to lie to him. From the perspective of Liyang Master, he would rather believe it than stay to verify whether what the young monk said was true or false.
However, the sound of words below made Liyang Zhenren, who was escaping rapidly, really feel out of his mind.
"Hahaha, yes, the body is really suitable for me. Although it is not a thunder-cracked body, a body with metal and fire attributes is extremely rare. As long as you find some strange things, you can re-forge the body and turn it into a body similar to wind and thunder.
, it’s not impossible.”
The sound resounded, and a wild laugh resounded throughout the place.
A cloud of blue mist suddenly rose, and a huge lotus platform suddenly shot out. The lotus platform only flashed briefly in the air, and then disappeared without a trace.
The sound resounded loudly, and Liyang Zhenren, who was escaping quickly, suddenly trembled all over.
He is very familiar with such a voice, because this voice is the usual tone and tone of his true form, Yiyang Zhenren. If that voice is his true form, he will not have any doubt.
"Humph, do you still want to escape after seeing me?"
Just when Liyang Zhenren suddenly appeared, his body covered with ice and cold, and his body was flying away quickly, a green fluorescent light suddenly appeared from in front of him. A cold snort also sounded out.
As the voice sounded, a vast spiritual aura suddenly appeared, and instantly enveloped the body of Liyang Zhenren who suddenly stagnated.
Suddenly feeling this divine aura approaching, Liyang Zhenren, who was already frightened, suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of coercion invade his mind.
This feeling of persecution has nothing to do with the monk's level of cultivation. Even if a Mahayana man stands in front of him, it will not make Master Liyang feel such a negative feeling.
Although there was great fear in his heart, Liyang Zhenren was a late-stage Xuanling monk after all, so he was not distracted by the sudden feeling of fear.
His body suddenly stopped, and his hands were already waving out.
Two silver fist shadows appeared suddenly. In the wild flash of silver light, the two fist shadows expanded rapidly. In an instant, two extremely large silver light groups appeared on the spot.
The silver light group flashed, and a burst of extremely hot aura suddenly filled the air. At the same time, waves of extremely sharp auras flashed with the silver light, and instantly wreaked havoc around the light group.
Amidst the roaring sound, two huge groups of silver light, like two groups of scorching scorching sun in the early morning, suddenly covered the huge lotus platform in front of them.
The light group moved rapidly, carrying the power of destruction, and in an instant it reached the huge lotus platform that had just appeared.
"Huh, Huanyang's magical power can't threaten me yet." The voice suddenly sounded, and two huge runes measuring several feet in size suddenly appeared and went towards two groups of silver light.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two thunderous roars resounded almost simultaneously as the huge talisman and the silver light group came into contact.
Amidst the roaring sound, the huge silver light ball flashed with silver light. It did not stop its rapid flight, but continued to cover the huge lotus platform in front of it.
The two huge runes suddenly shattered amidst the roar.
Tiny runes, one after another, shattered with the roar, and suddenly spurted out. In an instant, they were swallowed up by the huge silver light group.
Silver light flashed, and the huge ball of light arrived in front of the lotus platform in an instant.
However, what is extremely shocking is that the two groups had easily resisted the Sun Devouring Talisman before, and the huge ball of light that horrified Qin Fengming turned out to be just like a ball of gas, sweeping past the huge lotus platform.
The silver light shines and shoots directly into the distance.
"Impossible, Huanyang's magical power will devour it once it touches it. It has no effect at all." A cry came out from the mouth of the real Liyang who suddenly stopped.
Seeing that the powerful Huanyang Divine Power that he had used was so easily resisted by the other party, even though Liyang Master was well-informed, he couldn't help but suddenly froze on the spot.
There is no doubt that Huanyang's magical power is powerful, and it is the magical power that Master Yiyang relies heavily on.
If Liyang Zhenren hadn't advanced to the realm of Xuanling, the main body would not have imparted such powerful magical powers to him.
Ever since he became successful in practicing this magical power, Master Liyang has never failed to use it.
Even at the worst, it is enough to withstand an attack.
However, what he saw in front of him really shocked him. The Huanyang magical power, which has an extremely powerful restraint effect on ghosts, ghosts and spirits, seemed to have lost all its power under the two huge runes offered by the opponent.
It has no effect at all.
"Do you still want to resist in front of me?"
The huge lotus platform was suspended, and a solid soul monk appeared on it. Looking at the shocked Liyang master in front of him, he spoke in a cold tone.
"Are you...are you...are you really the soul of the Mahayana clone that died in the Three Realms War?"
Feeling the powerful aura of oppression in his heart, Liyang's expression was ferocious. A ball of red light instantly surrounded his body, and at the same time, a ferocious aura spurted out from his body.
It seemed that only in this way could he resist the terrifying aura that made his heart tremble.
However, Master Liyang was disappointed. That aura was not weakened in the slightest by the outburst of violent energy and the dim light of candle eclipse.
Although this feeling of coercion was not enough to completely make Liyang Zhenren lose his resistance in the late Xuanling period, the pressure in his heart made him feel like he was about to surrender.
"Hahaha, yes, I was the Mahayana clone of Yiyang back then. It was precisely because I helped the Horned Human Race that I was killed by the old man Qingkui and lost my mysterious soul and spiritual body."
The ghost of Master Yiyang stood on the huge lotus platform. He looked at Master Liyang who looked frightened and frightened in front of him, and he was somewhat similar to himself. He laughed and said without taking action again.
The split soul of Master Yiyang at this time was no longer the first time Qin Fengming saw it.
The original state of his soul could only guarantee that his own soul would remain intact.
After these years, with the support of Qin Fengming's many precious materials, his realm has returned to the peak of Xuanling. Although he is a spirit body, his realm is solid. If it is only compared to the energy of the soul in his body, it is better than the Xuanling peak.
The spirit body is no less generous.
It is precisely because of this that in the God-killing Realm, Master Yiyang's cloned soul dared to step forward and directly face the clone of Emperor Hanxiao.
Now facing a late-stage Xuanling body of Master Yiyang, the split soul did not want to damage this body, so he did not take action one after another.
"You are the clone soul of the main body. Could it be that you cut off this junior to take away his body?"
Seeing the spirit body monk in front of him, Liyang Zhenren was already convinced that he was the Mahayana clone of Yiyang back then.
Because only when it truly becomes a Mahayana clone, Yiyang of the original body will regard it as a clone. When the assisted clone advances to Mahayana, it will become the same as itself and truly become a clone.
Mahayana clones can go out and perform all things on behalf of the main body. If the person does not say anything, or takes action in a fight, even if it is a Mahayana existence, it is difficult to tell which one is the main body and which one is the clone.
There is no need to doubt the soul body which has the same appearance as the main body.
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