261 What kind of immortal cultivation technique is this?

A shadow suddenly appeared behind Lu Qing. The figure of the White Night tapir' poked out from it and slashed at the back of his head with its sharp blade.

The whole process was silent. With lang Hua's special ability, his Mantis blade cut down extremely fast, but there was no wind at all.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would not have any ability to resist this blade.

However, Lu Qing always had a way.

Suddenly, an arm that seemed to be made of many tree branches extended out of the void behind him and directly grabbed the two blades of the White Night tapir'.

The monster King's Blade cut several deep marks on the tree arm, but this level of damage was not enough to destroy the tree arm. The arm expanded and became bigger in a very short time, and then grabbed Lang Lang Lang who couldn't Dodge in time.

Then, the huge tree arm exerted force and crushed the Mantis demon into pieces.

The Mantis demon that had turned into a bubble was clearly another clone.

As for lang Xi, he took advantage of the time when Lu Qing was distracted to get rid of the fire of Starwood that was burning on his body. He used the method of creating a clone and then switching positions with the clone to escape the Golden Cicada.

If Lu Qing were to keep an eye on him, he would not be able to do what he was doing. The moment he escaped, he would probably be set on fire again. When Lu Qing's attention was diverted by the sudden attack from behind, he no longer had to worry about this problem.

After shifting positions, the White Night tapir' did not stop. In an instant, he created more than ten clones and charged toward Lu Qing.

He didn't dare to underestimate this new golden core cultivator.

To be honest, when Lu Qing first came out, they were more or less shocked. That was mainly because the way he appeared was too strange. There were no signs at all. A big golden core cultivator had suddenly appeared out of thin air.

But he wasn't really afraid. Both he and Yin Liang could feel that this new golden core cultivator had just entered the late stage of the Golden core stage. At best, he was slightly stronger than Wang Yan, who had died in his hands, but there was a limit to it.

On the other hand, the special power attribute that he had mastered was somewhat novel. However, just like the initial enlightenment stage cultivator who had appeared before, to put it bluntly, the rarer or more unique something was, the better it was. At the end of the day, it still depended on the strength of the power.

However, after the real fight, lang Yun knew that he was wrong, and very wrong.

The scorching heat and pain from the silver-green flames were secondary, but the feeling of ignoring defense and directly burning one's vitality was too terrifying.

His good friend of many years, the heavenly spirit blood eagle Yin Liang, was an expert at playing with fire. It was not as if the two had not sparred before. In comparison, the flames of the human cultivator in front of him were truly magical and lethal.

Even with his strength as a peak level-four Great Demon King, he felt that he couldn't withstand the scorching heat just now. It was reasonable to say that when the demon clan reached this level, their ability to resist all kinds of attacks would become very exaggerated. With the enhancement of the demon power, human cultivators of the same level might not be able to achieve the same level of resistance even if they had good defensive artifacts.

After this incident, how could he still dare to underestimate Lu Qing?

It wasn't that lang Yun didn't have any long-range attack means, but relatively speaking, he relied on the moves that made him famous, his strange identity, and his elusive speed. To fight this new human Jindan from a long distance, he would definitely be using his own weakness to attack his opponent's strength.

He created more than ten clones and changed them to different directions. He wanted to close the distance between them and pull the decisive battle into a close combat battle that he was good at.

Lu Qing's response was very rough.

The silver Fire Dragon opened its mouth wide and spat out a large mouthful of thick flames, engulfing and burning the few incarnations that were coming at it. However, it was obvious that lang Jie's original body wasn't affected at all. He immediately used the clone technique again. The number of clones didn't decrease, but increased instead.

At this point, Lu Qing had a rough idea of how difficult it was to deal with this lang Luan. He couldn't just leave his clone alone, otherwise even a golden core cultivator wouldn't be able to take a stab. The attack strength of lang Yun's clone was not much weaker than its original body. It was just very fragile and would break at the touch, but it was not so easy to touch it because of its extremely fast speed.

However, if they focused on his clones, he would be able to create as many of them as he destroyed.

However, it would be difficult to tell the difference between his main body and his clone if one were to stare at his main body directly. There was little difference between his main body and his clone before the fight. Even Lu Qing would not be able to tell.

Moreover, this guy should also know how to switch positions with his clones at any time. In addition, he could also appear from any shadow.

With so many abilities added together, in addition to his own peak type 4 strength, it was truly difficult to deal with him. It was no wonder that Wang Xiao had died at his hands.

However, since it was not appropriate to focus on the clone or the main body, Lu Qing did not think too much about it. He would just kill them all!

Therefore, he deliberately let these clones of lang wo come closer and watched as more and more clones appeared.

Lang Jie himself felt that something was wrong, but how could he let go of such a good opportunity? One had to know that the more clones he created, the more powerful the attack would be when they attacked together.

As for Lu Qingzhi's thoughts, it was not as if he could not guess them. Was it nothing more than wanting to capture both his main body and clone in one fell swoop?

But if it was really so easy, how could his lang Luan be in his current state?

Come at me, I'll let you know how powerful I am!

By the time the langluans arrived before Lu Qing, he had more than 30 clones.

With such a large number, the target of the attack was no longer the same.

A few of them surrounded the Dragon Soul and attacked. Most of them surrounded Lu Qing from all directions. Pitch-black demonic energy gathered on the blades. It was as if they wanted to kill Lu Qing.

At that moment, Lu Qing, who had not made any moves before, finally made his move.

The green branches stretched out from under his feet and from the Dragon soul's huge body, twisted into tree hands, and accurately grabbed each Mantis demon's clone.

However, it was at this point that all of the Mantis demons began to emit a black light, and the entire area seemed to be blanketed by darkness. All of the Mantis demon's clones were like ghosts in the dark night created by the demonic energy. They seemed to have no physical bodies as they moved around at high speed and nimbly. They were also frequently switching positions with one another. This made it difficult for Lu Qing's tree hand to catch its target.

This was the origin of the two words White Night' in the name White Night owl'.

Only in the dark could lang Jie display his strongest strength. The characteristics of his demonic power, as well as some of his abilities and moves, could only display their greatest effects in the dark. His ability would be greatly reduced during the day.

In the past, his strength had increased greatly at night. This was one of his means, and it was considered an additional increase in strength.

However, as he grew stronger and stronger, and his cultivation grew higher and higher, he would naturally wonder if he could use the effects of his strength and various abilities that had increased greatly at night to be used during the day. If it could become a reality, then his overall strength would naturally increase greatly.

He had been thinking about this since he had just entered the 3rd rank, and he had been constantly researching and developing his own abilities. Finally, after he advanced to the level four Demon King, he had also mastered this move. It could create a dark environment for a short period of time in a certain area, allowing him to enjoy the enhancement of his night abilities.

It was precisely because he had this ability that he had earned the name of White Night owl'.

The so-called White Night' naturally meant to create a night under the day.

In the dark of the night, lang Yun's attacks suddenly became extremely fierce. Even Lu Qing did not expect this.

However, even though the dozens of hands of the tree that he had extended had almost all grabbed nothing, Lu Qing did not panic.

Before the battle, he was still a little uncertain about facing a peak Tier 4 Demon King. However, after the battle, he realized that he had seriously underestimated his current strength.

Before this, he felt that although his strength was two to three levels lower, he could still fight a peak-stage Demon King with his divine power, sacred body, and divine-grade cultivation techniques.

This was more or less an estimation based on nothing and an empty plan. After all, Lu Qing had not been completely revived after he had obtained this power. Even when he was in the training room in the closed-door cultivation room, he could only simulate his various new powers with his abilities that were equivalent to those at the peak of the initial enlightenment stage.

Such a simulation would not be very reliable. Lu Qing could use this to estimate his strength after he had truly returned to his peak. However, if he used this as an accurate gauge, he would suffer a great loss.

However, after personally observing the battle between the Demon King and the Golden core cultivator today, Lu Qing calculated that his abilities did not seem to be any weaker than his opponent's. Especially after he activated the resurrection exchange item, teleported to the battlefield, and began to fight with lang Jie, his understanding of this became even more clear.

Actually, he had not fully displayed his strength up until now. However, with just the fire of Starwood, he was able to burn a big Demon King like lang Luan to the point of suffering, forcing the other party to use his trump card.

Moreover, the increase in strength was not only in the power of various magical abilities and damage effects, but also an overall improvement.

It was very simple. If it were before, with Lu Qing's abilities, it would be difficult for him to detect and judge the other party's true form when lang Jie was moving at high speed and frequently switching positions with his clone.

However, he could make such a judgment now.

This was mainly because the creation star ascending art had strengthened his perception of vitality, allowing him to do this.

Although Lu Qing could not see anything in the darkness, he could sense that dozens of Mantis demon clones were attacking him in a dazzling manner.

As the target, he directly mobilized his vital essence and created a wooden shell around his body with the secret technique of the creation star rising art.

This was the heaven guarding Life spell'. Among the inheritances that Lu Qing had received, this was a very powerful spell. It was both offensive and defensive. Even with his current abilities, he could only barely cast it. But even so, there were still many hidden changes to this spell.

Dozens of lang Hua's clones, holding sharp blades with strong demonic power, cut the wooden shell in the dark, but they could only leave some marks on it and couldn't break the defense at all.

Even the marks that had been left behind by Lu Qing's attacks were quickly repaired by Lu Qing's true energy.

it's really a waste of expression, Qianqian, Lu Qing thought. if I had known that I was so strong, I would have gone to fight Kong Tong back then.

Of course, Lu Qing was only thinking about it.

In fact, he had already felt that he might have already beaten Kong Tong back then. However, it was only a one-on-one fight. If Kong Tong had dared to come to Yuyan mountain and invade the Lu clan back then, he would have nothing to say. He would have resurrected and killed the old man. However, if Kong Tong had not appeared, Lu Qing would not have been strong enough to charge into the sect and challenge the entire Qingfeng sect. It was impossible for Kong Tong to fight them one-on-one. The Qingfeng sect was a large sect with a history of thousands of years. They had many hidden techniques. When all kinds of formations, mechanisms, and secret treasures were used, even a true nascent soul realm cultivator would find it difficult to break through the sect on his own, let alone Lu Qing.

Lu Qing put away these thoughts and activated the subsequent changes of the heaven guarding destiny spell'.

Every time lang Mo's clone attacked, a seed would be quietly planted.

Lang Luan was already a little flustered,this turtle shell is too hard, it can't be broken at all. He had never encountered such an opponent in a battle against those below the original level.

The means of attack could directly threaten his life; With his defensive means, under the enhancement of the night, he was actually unable to break through a character like Tao Wu, and he had only just entered the late Jindan stage? If he were to grow a little more in the future, how far would he go?

However, as a peak-level Demon King, he naturally had his pride.

He made up his mind and his demonic powers suddenly burst out. No one could see it in the dark night, but he knew that the power of each of his clones attacks would be greatly improved in an instant.

This pure increase in strength was his trump card when he faced some powerful enemies.

One of the clones slashed at a part of the wooden shell. As the power of the blade was fully exerted, the secret technique of body displacement was activated. The other clone seamlessly arrived at the same position and slashed down with the blade. Then, it immediately followed up with a swish.

In the blink of an eye, the more than thirty clones that lang Yun had maintained all came.

This was equivalent to him slashing at one part of the wooden shell more than 30 times in an extremely short period of time.

Lang Luan was confident that even a nascent soul cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand this move if it worked.

This was something that had been proven on the Western Front. It was an opportunity created by His Majesty the demon Emperor. He rushed in and instantly forced the great nascent soul realm cultivator of Jin to retreat.

After all, lang Yun himself was only a step away from the fifth rank. When the opportunity was right, it was not an inconceivable thing to threaten a real Yuanying stage.

Therefore, he had full confidence that even a nascent soul cultivator might not be able to withstand the attack, so what could this late Jindan stage cultivator do?

However, after the 30th cut, the wooden shell didn't change at all. His mentality completely collapsed.

What was going on? Could it be that I really can't lift my saber?

However, he soon realized that this was not the case.

It was true that each of his slashes hit the same spot, but his goal of concentrating all his power into one point and repeatedly erupting at a high frequency' did not reach.

This wooden shell seemed to be able to instantly distribute all the power it could withstand at a certain point to the entire defense system.

Lang Luan was shocked.

Even with all his knowledge, he could not understand how this ability was achieved.

It was no wonder that the ordinary slashes from before could not do anything to this wooden shell. All the power was scattered, so how could it affect that defensive spell? Unless he could completely suppress his opponent in terms of strength, he would not be able to break through this defense system!

If it was now, it would be meaningless for him to land thirty or more slashes on the same spot.

Right now, he had a feeling of a series of operations as fierce as a Tiger, and at a glance, the damage was 250.

In addition to this great sense of absurdity, he finally felt fear.

This person was not someone he could defeat.

At the very least, his fighting style and special abilities seemed to be completely suppressed.

The thought of retreating emerged in lang Yun's heart.

However, just as this thought rose up in his mind, all of his clones suddenly burst into silver-green Starwood flames!

In the blink of an eye, the flaming clones were completely engulfed by the flames.

Under the pitch-black artificial night, his 30-odd doppelgangers were like 30-odd half-Mantis torches in the night.

His main body was also burning with the fire of Starwood.

He didn't have time to care about those clones, so he immediately created a new one. Then, he used the form displacement technique and prepared to use the same method as before to escape the burning of the silver-blue flames.

He had succeeded. After the instantaneous change of position, the Starwood flames that had been burning his body were borne by his clone.

But before he could heave a sigh of relief, another fire started burning from his body.

He once again used the Golden Cicada shell shedding technique, three or four times in a row, but the outcome was the same every time: After he escaped and let his clone bear the burning of the flames, his real body would immediately burn again.

The heat of the flames was not strong, and the pain was not deep. However, the flames that used his life force as fuel could penetrate his demonic body and burn his life essence.

This was naturally the effect of the seeds that Lu Qing had planted in lang Jie's main body and clone when they were attacking his wooden shell.

These Starwood seeds had been imprinted into all of lang Jie's clones, and they could also serve as a medium for Lu Qing to cast spells. As long as he wanted to, he could make any seed burn directly, burning the target from the inside out.

Of course, those doppelgangers couldn't withstand his Starwood fire, and they were burned dry in a short while. After all the clones were burned, wouldn't the only one that hadn't been burned to death be lang Yun's main body?

Lu Qing could stare at him intently.

Form displacement transposition? What's the use? The Starwood seed had been planted directly in his body, and no matter how much he shifted his position, he couldn't change this fact.

As long as the seed was there, the fire would start.

Who could withstand this?

Even though he knew that his Golden Cicada shell shedding technique was useless, he could only use it again and again in vain.

what kind of spell is this?! He couldn't help but cry out in alarm, and then asked for help, Brother Yin! Save me!

As a Great Demon King, lang Luan still had the hope of breaking through to the fifth rank. He didn't want to die Here. In fact, he had never even considered the possibility of dying in this battle.

But at this time, he really didn't care about being embarrassed or not. Lang Hua really felt that his life was in danger. If he didn't hurry to ask for help, he was afraid that his life would really be lost here.

In this short period of time, he felt that he was a little weak from the heat, so much so that he could not even maintain the night sky that shrouded this area.

In the outside world,'heavenly spirit blood eagle' Yin Liang was very surprised when he heard lang Luan's request for help.

He understood lang Xi's strength. In the entire North barren forest, apart from the Demon King, there were only four demon kings who were worthy of being called big demon kings. The word big' was not added blindly. Only those who had reached the peak of level four and had the opportunity to advance to level five demon Emperor could be called big demon kings.

Among the four of them, Yin Liang had always thought that he had the highest cultivation among the four demon kings. But even so, he had to admit that his good friend lang Mo's combat power in a one-on-one fight should be the most fierce. It was mainly because the characteristics of his ability were too suitable for one-on-one combat.

However, such a King of one-on-one fighting, a human golden core cultivator who should be far weaker than him, was actually beaten up and asked for help?

She looked over in surprise, and her bright eyes were wide open

The dark night sky gradually dispersed, and the situation inside gradually became clear.

Putting aside the silver Torch that was constantly flickering and changing positions, that should be the miserable lang Jie who was being burned.

Apart from the torch, Yin Liang also saw a coiled up Dragon. At the head of the Dragon stood a man.

Before this, when Lu Qing had first appeared, he had already seen the Dragon Soul and the person. But now, his appearance had completely changed.

Yin Liang didn't pay any attention to the Dragon Soul before. Wasn't it just an energy body that was molded into the shape of a Dragon? What's the big deal? At most, it had a bit of Dragon aura. At their level, this bit of Dragon aura was nothing.

But now, this Dragon was no longer an illusory body or an energy body. Instead, it had become a wooden Dragon. The bright silver light spots fell on its body, as if the stars in the sky were hanging on it.

The human cultivators, who were originally solid, now looked like they had completely turned into energy bodies. He no longer had a physical body as he emitted the silver-green light. His entire aura was connected to the distant starry sky.

Even though it was daytime and the sun's rays had covered the stars, it didn't mean that the stars were no longer there. The power of the stars was being continuously transmitted over with this person as the guide.

It wasn't just Yin Liang, even Kong Tong, who had been severely injured and suppressed by Yin Liang in the battle earlier, was dumbstruck.

What kind of immortal cultivation technique is this?

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