The first thousand three hundred and sixty-four chapters struggle
"Huh?"
Wu Ming let out a light sigh and struck the nearest figure with a palm in the air.
The figure had six arms, was covered in scales, had a head like a lion and a tiger, and had the tail of a snake and python behind it. The figure was ferocious and terrifying. Although it was only a few feet tall, its aura was one of the strongest among the painted bone clones.
This animal's name is the lion anaconda, and it is an extremely rare alien beast in the Demon Star Tianyuan. It possesses a powerful physique and strange talents.
But the strange thing is that the green dragon's probing claw, which can seriously injure an ordinary peak emperor, penetrated the lion's chest lightly without causing any wounds.
"not good!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, his foot slipped, and he flashed sideways, but he was still a step too late.
laugh!
A bright light suddenly appeared, a sharp light flashed, and a black light disappeared from his left shoulder blade, bringing with it a little bit of blood, and actually left a sharp blade scar about a foot long on Wu Ming's shoulder.
Although it only scratched the skin and did not cause any serious injuries, Wu Ming still felt a burning and painful pain. He knew that this was a rare magic poison without even looking.
"Knife Mantis!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath, with a solemn look in his eyes, staring intently at the foot-long figure that flashed past after retreating into dozens of painted bone clones.
If you read it correctly, that figure is not that big, and can even be called petite and exquisite, with a dark green body and a jade-like figure. It is the famous former marquis-level tribe of the Sword Mantis Demon Clan in the Demonic Star Tianyuan.
The reason why they are said to be a former marquis-level tribe is because the sword beetles have unparalleled assassination abilities. They are a special ethnic group in the Demon Star Tianyuan, but they do not want to be destroyed by the Painted Bone Demon Clan and disappear from sight.
But he didn't expect that he would become a clone of the painted bone demon clan that took over Lie Zhengchun's skin.
However, the Sword Mantis Demon Clan has been exterminated for many years, and even with the qualifications of an ordinary disciple of the Bone Painting Demon Clan, it is impossible to survive from that era to the present, and that is only at the imperial level.
Not to mention, this painted bone demon clan has such a clone. It is obviously not an ordinary child, and it cannot be the clone of the painted bone old monster. After all, there are only a few children of the painted bone clan. Each one is an important member of the clan and cannot be easily abandoned.
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But just after taking a quick glance, Wu Ming was already sure that there was no decay or ancient aura on the sword beetle clone, and it was clearly made by Xin Jin not long ago.
Furthermore, the heart-piercing poison is the innate magical power of the Blade Beetle clan. Although it will be weakened a lot after becoming an incarnation, it also proves from the side that the opponent has become an incarnation not long ago.
Otherwise, the severe pain will definitely be dozens of times more terrifying, enough to make ordinary half-saints unable to bear it, and even have a mental breakdown.
Because that is a step that must be completed for the advancement or continuation of the Blade Mantis clan. The innate magical power can only be stimulated by devouring loved ones and blood relatives.
From this point alone, the name "Demon" is definitely not an exaggeration, which shows the ferocity of the Sword Mantis clan!
"Hey, I didn't expect your body to be so strong. It seems that you practice the tantric body-refining method. There are just some flaws, but as the emperor's painted bone clone, you are barely qualified!"
What is creepy is that after Lie Zhengchun's body swept out, he was completely integrated into dozens of incarnations, as if he laughed strangely at the same time, and it was impossible to locate his true body.
"Blank body, now, I am sure that you are indeed a direct descendant of the Bone-painted Demon Clan!"
Wu Ming's eyes were like lightning, and he slowly scanned dozens of figures, as if he wanted to find out where the other party's true identity was, but in the end he found nothing.
Because, this blank body is a magical power that can only be awakened by the extremely talented ones among the Bone-painted Demon Clan. Not only is the clone different, the main body is immortal, but it can also be instantly transformed in the clone.
This talent is extremely terrifying. When pushed to the extreme, it can even allow the clone to transform between reality and reality.
Just imagine, when the enemy attacks the clone, it suddenly changes from real to virtual, and then changes from virtual to real to attack. How much damage will it cause if it is caught off guard?
However, Wu Ming did not encounter this state when he attacked the lion anaconda just now, which shows that the opponent has not reached this level.
In fact, this is exactly the case, because in the history of the Bone Painting Demon Clan, those who have cultivated this talent to this level are at least saints!
Even so, it can also be reflected from the side that the talent of this bone-painting demon is high, after all, it has already begun to take shape.
"It seems that you really know a lot about our clan, no, our clans in Demon Star Tianyuan, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize the blank body of my clan!"
The sinister words started again, and dozens of figures from various races roared out, killing Wu Ming, "In this case, I want to take you down and take a closer look at how you know these secrets!"
"snort!"
Wu Ming's face turned gloomy, and he pointed his finger like a sword, moving forward fiercely.
laugh!
Thousands of sharp lights and sword light shot out in all directions, whizzing out like a rain of swords, instantly covering most of the painted bone clones. After a sharp roar, they passed through most of them, with only three figures blocking them.
This move is exactly the Thousand Sword Fingers. Such a large-scale attack is naturally to test which incarnations of the opponent have entities!
With so many bone-painted clones, Wu Ming would certainly not be stupid enough to test them one by one. The opponent was the king of the bone-painted demon clan. He had extraordinary talent and the ability to fight across levels. How could he make the mistake of underestimating the enemy?
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You know, the strength shown by the opponent now is enough to drink even an ordinary first-level Lingtai Half-Saint without checking!
"It seems that it didn't take long for you to awaken your clone talent!"
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes, performed the Nine Palaces Wandering Dragon Step, dodged a few attacks, found a target again, pointed a finger casually, and once again identified two physical clones.
Back and forth, after several moves, a total of seven physical clones were detected, not including the knife mantis clone hidden in the dark.
This shows that the opponent's innate magical power has only been stimulated to 20%.
But even so, it is enough to show the terrifying strength of the Painted Bone Demon Clan. Together with the main body, the eight clones with extraordinary talents join forces, representing an endless stream of extraordinary methods.
Not to mention that ordinary people of the same level would be directly killed in the first place. Even an ordinary half-saint might suffer a big loss. Fighting across levels, or even killing someone across levels, is by no means empty talk.
This is the horror of Demon Star Tianyuan, one of the five royal families, the Painted Bone Demon Clan!
"You are very smart, but it is a pity that you still have to die. Your skin will become my collection. Just accept your death!"
Dozens of avatars all laughed strangely, showing no signs of anger at being seen through. Instead, they became more and more calm and calm, slowly shrinking the circle of encirclement, trapping Wu Ming in the middle.
Especially the endless variety of talents, sometimes with the ability to seal off space, sometimes with the quicksand of trapped gods that disrupts the flow of vitality in the world, and sometimes with extraordinary illusions and supernatural powers that enchant the mind.
It can be seen that the fighting talent of this painted bone demon is also very strong. Even Wu Ming suffered a lot after using it one after another.
You know, those harassment-type talents are just that, but the offensive-type talents combined with them have almost reached the limit of a semi-saint, and even exceeded it.
As a result, the trauma caused to Wu Ming can be imagined. What is even more frightening is that there is a clone of a top assassin hiding in the dark, so he has to be 200% careful.
Fighting against such strong men is already tiring and tiring, and this adds to the burden even more. It's not an exaggeration to say that the time is short, but if it's delayed like this, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's physically and mentally exhausted.
In the short period of time since the battle with this demon, Wu Ming felt that it was far more tiring than fighting a semi-saint, and even exceeded the burden of fighting the unknown Purple Moon Witch's clone before.
If it weren't for the fact that his soul was far above the same level, his spiritual consciousness was extremely condensed, comparable to that of a semi-saint, and his perception was unparalleled, he could detect abnormalities in advance and was not afraid of the influence of illusions, he might have fallen into the enemy's trap long ago.
"It's very troublesome!"
Wu Ming frowned, carefully guarding against sneak attacks by the Knife Mantis clones, while dealing with an endless stream of strange attack methods, and paying attention to the situation on the field, his face couldn't help but look ugly for a while.
A painted bone demon dragged him to the spot. The skeleton demon suppressed the three-legged golden crow. The human warriors killed by dozens of bone demon emperors were retreating steadily, and the situation was precarious.
If most of them weren't half-disabled due to Wu Ming's intervention to interrupt the opponent's combined talent, the situation would have been even more serious!
What's more, if this painted bone demon hadn't been extremely conceited and didn't let his men attack him, the consequences would have been unpredictable!
"Why, do you only know one kind of tantric six-character mantra and can't do it? Isn't there any other method?"
The Bone Painting Demon, who was gradually gaining the upper hand, teased in a strange way.
Wu Ming's face darkened, and he repelled an incarnation's attack with one strike of his sword. Just when he was about to pursue the victory, he suddenly felt a heart palpitation, and he ducked to avoid it.
call out!
The dark green sword light flashed away, and the dark green figure that was about a foot long merged into the dark demonic energy and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, you are stronger than I thought. Even when you were distracted, you were able to detect Green Jade's attack in advance. I am even more looking forward to refining you into a clone!"
The Bone Painting Demon was not very angry. Instead, he was a little happy to see the hunter. It was obvious that he was really attracted to Wu Ming.
Of course, I have the intention to make him into a clone!
Compared with Wu Ming, the Lie Zhengchun he occupies is just a temporary body, and it can never be a clone. Even among these clones in the field, no one can tell which clone it is hidden in except himself.
middle.
"Hey, if you don't show some real skills, I will stop accompanying you. Don't expect me to fight tooth and nail for you!"
Wu Ming suddenly shouted.
"You guys really make me angry. If you didn't want to destroy your skin, do you really think you can survive until now?"
The Bone Painting Demon said in an extremely cold tone.
Obviously, Wu Ming was repeatedly distracted, which made him feel despised.
The most important thing was that he couldn't figure out who Wu Ming was for, and he couldn't help but get a little angry.
Ga!
In particular, a piercing scream sounded in the field, and the three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew into the air, turning directly into a sun-like torch. It turned defeat into victory in one fell swoop and suppressed the skeleton monster.
"The true flame of the sun!"
The Painted Bone Demon screamed, as if he was afraid, and even controlled his clone to seem to retreat.
The rolling scorching power not only caused the burning skeleton monsters to scream miserably, but the hard bones of the Bone Demon Emperors that originally shone like metallic luster showed signs of decay.
No one expected that the demon clan, which clearly had a method of restraint, would be severely damaged after the three-legged Golden Crow broke out! (To be continued)