The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-seven chapters
At this time, there was silence in Daxuan City.
Everyone was stunned on the spot by the scene in front of them, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Dead, Hu Jiu was killed like this."
"Oh my God, that is the Golden Immortal Clan, Emperor Yi's helper. Not only can he transform into a real dragon, but he can also transform into a Golden Immortal. Who is he?" Everyone marveled in their hearts.
There was a loud bang.
At this moment, Wan Ling's clone's huge right hand struck hard on Qing Luo's Qing Luan divine body, making a thunderous explosion.
ah!
Although Qing Luo tried his best, his body was still crushed into powder, and even the god-level treasures on his body were blown away, without any effect at all.
At the critical moment, a magical talisman in his body quickly burned and turned into a huge light shield, wrapping his divine fetus and fourth-grade true fire in the middle.
Otherwise, he may have perished physically and mentally.
"No, this is not true. How could he be so strong?" Qing Luo's soul was horrified to the extreme, and he was not willing to accept the facts in front of him at all.
According to his induction, the divine power in Wanlingfen's body was far inferior to that of him and Hu Jiu.
However, the power of the opponent's bloodline is extremely terrifying, and he can transform into true dragons and golden immortals at will.
With such fighting prowess, I am afraid that they are not even comparable to some of the gold-level students from the nine major colleges.
"Qingting, help me quickly, I don't want to die here." Qingluo had no time to think so much at this time, and quickly sent a message to Qingting on the other end of the communication crystal.
The strength of the Wanling clone is probably close to that of a strong man at the peak of the God Realm, otherwise it would be impossible to blow him up with one move.
Therefore, only Qingting and the others could save him.
"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash. They can't even kill a little bastard, so what use are you!" Thousands of miles away, Qingting's charming face was slightly twisted together, giving people an extremely ferocious look.
"What is the background of this guy? Is it possible that he is also a gold-level student of the Nine Colleges? His cultivation level should not have reached the middle stage of the God Realm, but he actually has such terrifying combat power." Hu Kuang's face also changed.
The place became extremely gloomy.
This time, if Wan Ling's clone hadn't intervened, Qing Luo and Hu Jiu would have crushed Xiao Yi to death long ago.
"Damn it, if you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to kill that bastard Xiao Yi. If he keeps hiding in the Dream Emperor Secret Realm, no one can do anything to him." The more Qingting thought about it, the angrier she became, and she slapped her face in front of her.
The jade table was turned into powder.
"No, Qingting, you can't leave me alone, I am your clan brother! I have done so many things for you." Qingluo couldn't help but roar, his eyes full of anger and despair.
Even he didn't expect that Qingting would be so heartless.
"Damn it! It turns out that Qingting sent you here. This vicious woman deserves to die." Anger welled up in the eyes of the little fat man and Dream Fairy.
Even Xiao Yi had a cold look on his handsome face.
Today, if he hadn't arrived in time, the little fat man and Qin Xian'er might have been in trouble.
The culprit turned out to be Ying Chongxiao's follower Qing Ting.
This made him unable to help but have thoughts of murder.
"Ying Chongxiao, I'm afraid you are behind this matter. I will settle this account with you." Xiao Yi said coldly in his heart.
There was a loud snapping sound.
The next moment, the light shield covering Qing Luo was blown away by the punch of Wan Ling's clone.
And Qing Luo's soul was completely destroyed by the attack of Wanling's clone.
"As long as you are involved in this matter, no one is allowed to stay. My brother, Xiao Yi, is also something you can touch." Xiao Yi's indifferent voice echoed over the ancient city, and his tone was extremely strong and domineering.
"No, run away quickly."
"Xiao Yi, you can't kill us, otherwise, Emperor Ying will not let you go." The eyes of the subordinates brought by Qing Luo showed fear and despair.
The Ying Emperor they talked about was clearly Ying Chongxiao.
After he occupied half of the territory of Dayi's dynasty, he proclaimed himself emperor, obviously wanting to compete with Xiao Yi.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
In a flash of lightning, extremely sharp golden war spears were thrown out by Wanling's clones, whizzing towards Qing Luo's men, blasting away their bodies and souls, killing them completely.
"It's good to kill."
"These guys actually dared to offend Emperor Yi, and they really deserved to die." The mortals in the Daxuan Dynasty cheered and jumped, obviously hating Qingluo and the others to the extreme.
"Boss, I thought I was dead. This time, it's really thanks to your friend, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." The little fat man looked excited and cast a grateful look at the Wanling clone.
If he knew that this mysterious powerful man was just a clone of Xiao Yi, he would probably be shocked and speechless.
After all, this clone, conservatively estimates, already has the strength of the peak of the God Realm.
A clone is so defiant that it is simply shocking.
You must know that no matter how powerful the clone is, it can only exert a part of the original strength at most.
Even the clones of those prodigies from the ancestral realm would find it difficult to defeat the strong ones at the early stage of the divine realm when they were in the middle stage of the divine realm.
But Xiao Yi's clone was able to easily sweep through Qingluo and the others.
The gap between the two is not that big.
This is because Xiao Yi's all-spirit clone devoured relatively little blood.
As he devours more blood, his combat power will become more terrifying.
"My Ten Thousand Spirits clone possesses part of the power of my true self. It is already stronger than the prodigies of the Ancestral Realm at the same level. If my cultivation level were not only in the middle stage of the Divine Realm, the Ten Thousand Spirits clone would definitely be able to sweep away most of the gods in the Heavenly Realm.
Strong one." Xiao Yi secretly thought in his heart.
The ten years he spent in the ancient abyss were not in vain.
With the help of various magical medicines, the power of twelve dragons has been derived from his body.
Although only a small part of the power of these twelve dragons is fed back into the body of Wanling, it is still extremely terrifying.
"Master, when you just broke through to the divine realm, you only had the power of one divine dragon in your body, and your physical body was able to crush Xie Luo! Now, with the power of twelve divine dragons coming out together, I'm afraid not many strong men in the divine realm can resist the earth.
!However, because your divine dragon power is too powerful, you can only condense up to twenty-four in the spirit realm, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it." Long Ling's voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yi's mind.
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Under normal circumstances, a true dragon in the spirit realm can condense the power of up to forty-nine dragons in its body.
Only when you break through to the realm of gods can you condense more.
But Xiao Yi's divine dragon power was so powerful that he could only condense twenty-four at most.
Otherwise, his body will collapse at any time.
Of course, having the power of twenty-four divine dragons is enough for Xiao Yi.
In the entire universe, among the powerful people below the God King realm, there is probably no one who can compare with his physical body.
"No matter how strong the physical body is, it is only brute force after all. In the face of some laws, it cannot display its true power. I still think that the laws are the most important." Xiao Yi said with a look full of emotion.
This is the truth he realized during the years of seclusion in the ancient abyss.