Chapter 718 The clones are all tasteless and weak!
What Yang An didn't know was that Jiang Chen had the same idea as him and was also stalling for time.
Jiang Chen's pace towards the heaven-defying move of forming the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, the further back he goes, the slower he becomes. Therefore, he is eager to delay time, even if his army has been deployed and can activate the formation at any time
, and even though he was sure of victory, he had no idea of starting. He was also worried that Yang An would cause trouble or attack the final level.
No way.
Being strong is the real strength. The certainty of victory is not the final victory. Even if it is an absolute certainty, before there is a real victory, it is only what one thinks is absolute. Jiang Chen still has this self-awareness.
Therefore, before Jiang Chen condenses his clone into Thirty-six Tiangang, he will never take the initiative to break the current balance and start the final showdown first.
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Yang An's clone, Mu Yi Ling Ling Yi, stopped embarrassing Ji Ziyun and had nothing to do for a while. But it was definitely not possible to do nothing like this.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Yi Lingling began to have a detailed perception of all the cultivators in the Tianjiao Tomb.
Disciples in the underworld are hard to guard against, Yang An has learned this deeply.
Secondly, Yang An feels it is necessary to further understand the geniuses of Shenting and the alliance, especially the top geniuses. Knowing yourself and the enemy will never go wrong. Maybe there is someone like Yuan Xi?
Anyway, you can't let yourself be idle.
What to do specifically will be decided after I get through the information again. After all, the order he wants to execute now is to delay as much time as possible so that the status quo can be maintained at the top of Tianjiao Tomb.
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City of Fire.
Yang An was still fully immersed in tempering the Jianxin Dao body clones, and the time to temper two Jianxin Dao body clones at one time had also reached the limit.
However, the limit this time is different from the limit when tempering one statue. Two statues are unable to reach the limit faster.
Obviously, it cannot be supported by the power of the soul, and it is already the limit of the ability. In other words, it has reached the limit of his own realm and strength.
"Mu Yi is ninety-nine, Mu Yi is one and zero!"
On this day, Yang An completed the tempering of the last two tool men of the Jianxin Dao Body.
"Huh... the consumption is less than expected. The speed of condensation is also much faster than expected. How about trying to find an auspicious number? Yaoyao Ling is great! That's it!"
Yang An soon started again.
In fact, of course Yang An wanted to practice more.
This kind of avatar, which he directly defines as a tool man, will basically stay in his mind world from now on, without any hidden dangers or causing any psychological discomfort. To be honest, the more, the merrier
of.
Isn’t ten thousand swords firing together more fragrant than a hundred swords?
However, due to limitations in training resources, consumption of the Soul Origin Mark, tempering time, etc., Yang An initially decided to condense a Hundred Swords Legion. Of course, the number of clones is now small, and the biggest limitation for Yang An is
Cultivation resources. After all, the divine spiritual spring consumed to condense a clone is a massive amount of resources that other geniuses cannot bear.
"It's definitely no problem to get to Yao Yao first! They should have gained something, right? Let's take a look."
Thinking of this, Yang An directly turned on the function of the central processor of the original body. Before, when he fully integrated into the condensed clone with all his strength, he cut off all the consciousness of the clone.
"Buzz!"
With the central processor connected, No. 1 Alexandra, No. 2 Harris and the Baijian clones immediately shared a large amount of information.
Ancient magic weapons, spiritual objects from heaven and earth, elixirs...
Except for a few clones of the Kenshin Taoist body that had just been condensed and emerged not long ago, almost all the clones had gains, especially the earliest clones No. 1, No. 2 and Mu Yi Zero-01. The gains from any one of them were quite good.
It is much better than the palace in Yang'ancheng.
Even the secret cave that looks like a palace here may be worth more than the entire city of Yang'an City if the final search is completed.
However, Yang An was not surprised at all by this.
According to Ji Ziyun's words, this Fire City is the ancestral land of the Nine Heavens Ancestor. The entire Natural Selection Secret Realm is built on the basis of the ancestral land, and the energy is supplied by the Jiutian Ancestor burning the ancestral land with karma fire. How can it be a secret realm?
Can a city with internal rules evolving be compared?
Moreover, even according to the rules of the Natural Selection Secret Realm, Fire City is a fifth-level city, which is two levels stronger than the third-level city of Yang'an City. This is the same as the third-level true immortal and the fifth-level true immortal. There is no comparison. Of course.
, such a metaphor, Lao Yang definitely cannot be included in this list.
"Too slow, a bunch of idiots! Are you sure this is me? I doubt it!"
After working through it for a while, Yang An suddenly realized that something was wrong. These clones of his were all too regular. Facing such a large number of palaces and courtyards, time was definitely not enough. However, in a state of independent consciousness, these guys were all...
He was as steady as an old dog in understanding and opening up step by step. After entering, he also explored too carefully and searched everything like a locust passing through the border. It was seriously inconsistent with the current situation.
"All right……"
But Yang An soon accepted it helplessly. The gap between the clone and his original body is really not the slightest bit. Violence cannot break it!
He also doesn't have the innate ability to break formations based on feeling without knowing the reason that Ji Ziyun said he possesses. It's not even the slightest bit worse.
Therefore, after finally opening a secret cave, it was like locusts passing through the territory, plundering everything they could.
"Perception is not good either! It's not subtle enough, it's not wide enough, and it's not focused enough... Well, forget it, it's just a clone after all, it's worthless! A weakling... It's understandable a little bit. Otherwise, I would seem to be able to
It’s shameless, right? It’s good, it’s good, it’s good, it’s good! It’s better than me alone!”
Yang An touched his nose and said this, but a smile couldn't help appearing on his face. A little bit of amusement, a sly smile?
If it hadn't been for this penetration, he would never have discovered the problem with the clones. After all, when he penetrated before, he was consistent with the consciousness of all clones and had absolute control. But now, the penetration is from a God's perspective, overlooking the form from above.
They still maintain their independent thoughts and independent operations. The most important thing is that all the clones are busy independently.
Therefore, whether it is a mule or a horse, it is completely suitable to test the clone.
As a result, although the clone was obviously not even remotely close to the original figure, Yang An actually breathed a sigh of relief from the inside out.
Because, this is good!
Only if the status of this deity is unshakable can he be him forever.
Otherwise, it is hard to say who Yang An will be the master at that time, or not him. This is also the reason why Yang An wants to breed the clone, but he still has to penetrate it once in a while, and he does not dare to breed the clone for too long, and he does not dare to let it deviate.
Too big a reason.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
