"Murong Xian, the leader of the Earth Dragon Gang, bows to His Highness the God of God and prays for His Highness the God of God's protection..."
The figure took shape, and Ling Tian quickly sensed the realm and level of immortality through the aura of the figure. Murong Xian and the Xiantian of the Thirteenth City Walled City immediately fell down.
Gangs, surrendered to ‘over there’, seem to be also protected by ‘over there’.
After Murong Xian and the Thirteenth City Walled City prostrated themselves and prayed, the newly formed figure slowly stretched and finally stood up in the air.
A trace of strange aura extended from this figure, quickly connected with Murong Xian and the people in the Thirteenth City Walled City, and then turned back to Ling Tian.
"Convicted, sentenced, disappeared..."
A low and cold voice sounded.
However, Sen Han instantly began to rise with extremely holy power, a power that was more profound than the Xiantian realm, just like the monster that killed Ling Tian in the end of the Tang Dynasty.
The terrifying power broke through Tian Zi Nu's mental power almost instantly, and then hit Ling Tian hard on the chest.
All perceptions dissipated, and Ling Tian returned to reality from the rapid transformation.
Immediately, his whole body was directly hit by the newly formed so-called god and he was deeply embedded in the ground behind him. His legs were almost submerged in the soil up to his thighs.
A strange force was constantly flowing through Ling Tian's body, as if it wanted to tear Ling Tian apart.
This power far exceeds ordinary internal strength, and is even further than true energy.
The true energy in Ling Tian's body was suppressed to the point of being almost stagnant under the cover of this power.
Immortal, or god... This should be a further existence than innateness. Ling Tian has taken half a step in the Tang Dynasty. Just now, he has sensed most of it through this newly formed thing. Strictly speaking, he has crossed that line.
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But, again, crossing over only means that Ling Tian has essentially become an immortal or god-like being. If he wants to compete with the existence that has already become an immortal god, he still needs to slowly accumulate enough energy.
strength.
However, facing this existence that could crush him, Ling Tian didn't have the slightest emotion like anger on his face.
His head was raised slightly, and his calm eyes showed a look of joy.
The thing in front of him could indeed crush him, but the brief contact just now, Ling Tian's mental power made him feel that the thing in front of him did not have sanity and thinking.
This may be a clone of a powerful existence, but this clone only possesses the power of that existence, without thinking or consciousness.
A clone of God without thought or consciousness...
Ecstasy emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Ling Tian's aura of power suddenly changed. The aura of Beiming Divine Art began to permeate the air, and then, his whole body rushed towards the formed god's clone like an arrow.
After changing his position and rushing out in one step, the Lingtian man had already slammed into the god's clone.
The huge impact force penetrated the body and directly invaded Ling Tian's internal organs. Even if the innate body refining advanced again as he transformed from a human to a god, this impact made his face flush, and a trace of the smell of blood surged up.
But, immediately, an extremely pure true energy penetrated from all the places of impact, and was then completely absorbed by Ling Tian.
The chaotic true essence quickly began to be purified by the mystery of Beiming Divine Art, and then gathered into his own true essence. The newly transformed true essence was suddenly strengthened by a large amount.
Before the comfortable feeling dissipated, the god's avatar spread out its hands, and two sharp energies took shape, then staggered and cut towards Ling Tian.
The terrifying cutting power quickly passed through Ling Tian, and clearly visible marks appeared on the body blessed by the innate body training, and faint traces of blood began to take shape.
This cut also directly broke through the innate body-refining defense, but fortunately, the injury was not serious.
Not far away, Murong Xian and the Xiantian of the Thirteenth City Walled City watched Ling Tian being suppressed and beaten by the god's clone. At first, their expressions were full of gloating that Ling Tian was about to be killed, and the pleasure of getting rid of his opponent.
But, slowly, surprise and horror began to gather on their faces.
No one knows how powerful the gods are, but the leaders of every gang know that the reason why they can show off their power is because of the gods.
The reason why the empire gave them so many statuses was also because of the gods.
Over the past countless years, any gang that disrespected the gods would immediately disappear without a trace.
There was once a gang that tried to compete there. It was a gang whose leader broke through the innate realm and reached the realm of gods, and the gang leader who broke through that realm could break a hill hundreds of meters high with the wave of his hand.
, can also turn a river hundreds of kilometers long into a water dragon and fly into the sky with a wave of his hand.
That is a truly overwhelming state.
However, just when a gang like this was preparing to fight against that gang, suddenly a shadow of a god appeared above the gang, and then all the lives of the gang disappeared completely, from the leader of the gang who was in trouble to the members of the gang.
All the dogs disappeared without a trace.
That was the first time that all the gangs saw the power over there, and after that, there seemed to be a feeling that the gangs should not be oppressed too much, so they had the booklet in Murong Xian's hand, as well as powerful things like the black smoke on the periphery.
What is given appears.
Murong was the first to use this trick this time, and her biggest reliance was actually Ling Tian's guess that it was wrong, not the Thirteenth Fortress, but the booklet that was thrown out at this moment.
After being given various powers from there, this book carrying the clone of the god has become the safest card in the consciousness of almost every gang leader, and it is also the trump card that allows them to accomplish anything.
After all, no matter how a clone has no consciousness or thinking, it is still a clone of a god, and it is the most deeply ingrained existence in the memory of all gang leaders.
But now, Ling Tian seems to have broken this strongest one.
The impact continued again and again, and the aura on Ling Tian's body became stronger and stronger. From the moment he was hit by the impact, he was embedded in the ground, and then his face flushed. Now, everything seems to have begun to reverse. With each impact, the god
The clones began to be knocked away by Ling Tian.
"This, how is this possible..."
The absent-minded words spat out from Murong Xian's mouth. Beside her, the faces of the innate faces of the Thirteenth City Walled City also turned pale.
An existence that can grind to death the clones of gods, not to mention the thirteen innates of the Thirteen City Walls, even one hundred and thirty will not have the slightest intention to be an enemy of it.
However, at this time, any extra thoughts are obviously meaningless.
After another hard impact, Ling Tian finally grabbed the arm of the divine clone and used the Beiming Divine Art to operate at its maximum power, directly absorbing the already transparent divine clone into his body.
