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Looking at the seven clones walking out of Zhao Jie, Wusheng's mother's face was instantly filled with astonishment, she really couldn't figure it out, "Three cleans in one breath?"

"Cut three corpses?"

In her impression, the only ones who can separate the avatar secret technique that is almost the same time as her own body are the inheritance of Daode Tianzun and Bodhi Buddha.

Not to mention the difficulty of obtaining these two secret arts, and not to mention the difficulty of practicing these two secret arts, and not to mention the difficulty of combining these two secret arts, even if these two secret arts are completely cultivated and fully fused, three plus Three is six, what the hell are seven clones?

Not to mention Wu Sheng's old mother, even those powerhouses on the other side who looked indifferent and high above were surprised, with disbelief in their eyes.

Even the oldest Amitabha Buddha.

As well as Daode Tianzun, his eyes were a little dazed.

This is really beyond their imagination, beyond their understanding.

The seven avatars share the same roots as Zhao Jie, which cannot be faked at all, just like the relationship between Meng Qi and Mo Buddha, such an unimaginable thing has actually been done.

Even though Zhao Jie at this time is just the most common otherworldly being, the seven otherworldly beings, the seven otherworldly beings with the same root and the same origin, are powerful enough to rival the three ancient ones.

This treatment.

Just like Sanqing with one heart and one body!
If Zhao Jie breaks through to the ancients, and the seven ancients act together, even if the oldest one comes, he will still have a headache.

Zhao Jie's expression was indifferent. He was different from others. He had already separated his mind and soul after practicing the knowledge of the system of the First Life Lord, and he had eleven god clones.

Originally, those god avatars only had the combat power of the seven-star demon Shura, and the most powerful ones were only Dzogchen, or the master of the universe who was devouring the starry sky.

But Zhao Jie couldn't stand it, this avatar had broken through to the other side.

What an exaggerated state this is.

You can modify the past and time at will, all the magical methods between the heaven and the earth are in front of you, and there is also the jade butterfly of the three thousand roads recorded by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

It only took Zhao Jie a few months to strengthen his god avatar to the realm of the other side, which seemed so easy.

But it's still not strong...

Like Amitabha Buddha and Daode Tianzun, they are the existence of the other side in any time and space, any age, and any imprint. They can summon infinite clones in a single thought, as vast as the sea, and that is truly powerful.

but.

Zhao Jie is not afraid!
Just because he completed the ultimate leap.

Zhao Jie looked at the Wusheng old mother, the confident expression on the opposite side was gone, replaced by disbelief, her face was solemn, and her tone was soft, "It's just a misunderstanding, I would like to use other treasures To compensate you, how about letting it go?"

Wusheng mother didn't want to fight anymore.

She was full of self-confidence at first, the sword formation of Zhuxian was invincible by the four other shores, plus she had other peerless swordsmen from the other shore, and she also hid the strength of the ancients.

But as Zhao Jie walked out of the seven Bi'an level god clones, plus Qingdi beside him, there were nine Bi'an in total.

Although the aura of doomsday has not yet reached its end, the gap between the ancients and the ordinary other shore is still suppressed to almost one to three.

The other party is three ancients.

And no matter how good he was at fighting, he was stronger than an ancient man.

If you fight.

I will definitely die!

Naturally, the Wusheng old mother doesn't need it, she wants to let it go, after all, apart from competing for the position of ruler of heaven and earth, or like the monster race and the human race, there are basically few deadly hands among the people from the other side.

The conflict between the two parties was only because of Meng Qi.

Zhao Jie didn't follow the routine, but gave Wusheng a cold look, and said indifferently, "The mantis arm blocks the car, the way of death!"

He is not Tang San

mind.

Mainly this is reality.

If he didn't have the seven god clones, he might fall here today, and even if he begged for mercy, he might not escape death.

and so.

Lifeless old mother must die today!
So what if the opponent counterattacks temporarily?
Zhao Jie's god avatar will die, but his real body is still there. Reviving a god avatar with his means after the ultimate leap is really too simple!

This is the power of the other side.

As long as it is not suppressed by other people from the other side, even a little bit of flesh and blood, a little bit of true spirit, a little bit of branding, a little trace, and a little bit of impression in other people's minds can be revived.

He stretched out his hand across the void, covering the sky and the sun with his palm, and the surrounding god clones shot together, with that vast power, the Zhuxian sword formation hanging above the sky was shaken.

"You forced me to do this!"

Wusheng old mother has long hair fluttering, no longer the high-end and coldness of the past, but with madness in her eyes, waving a plain cloud flag in her palm, her breath blooming without any concealment, pushing her with all her strength Immortal Execution Sword Formation.

That horrible breath.

Those onlookers on the other side were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, just because in their impression, the inanimate mother who had never been reduced to seek space had quietly become the ancient one.

How can this be?

This is the second road to the other side that Daode Tianzun took after Yuanshi Tianzun. Almost all the people from the other side have taken this way. Only by separating the products of subtraction and emptiness can we go further.

But the Wusheng old mother is obviously not consummated.

Gu Xiaosang, the product of her subtraction and emptiness, has clearly appeared, and the aura that merges with Wu Sheng's old mother can't be faked at all!

what is the problem?

Those ancient people look at me and I look at you, always feel that what happened today is better than their doubts of many epochs.

Lifeless old mother, you hide deep enough!

If it weren't for the fight with Zhao Jie today, the other party might hide until the end. What a terrible calculation this is.

"Let this world repeat itself, return to earth, water, fire and wind!"

At this time, Wu Sheng's old mother is like a lunatic, exerting her ultimate strength, controlling the four swords of Jade Immortals, and the most powerful sword qi soars straight into the sky.

Red, blue, black and white mixed together, destroying the heavens, killing all vitality and all future in the world.

This vast and indescribable terrorist attack made the already chaotic chaos even more chaotic, and caused the heavy sea of ​​suffering to set off ten thousand hectares of shocking waves.

Wherever the four swords of Zhu Xian pass, the sun, moon and stars are wiped out, and the endless world repeats back and forth in the midst of destruction and survival, strangling all causes and effects.

In the face of the lifeless mother's desperate blow.

Zhao Jie was extremely indifferent, he didn't even need to do it himself, the seven god clones around him walked out and six of them came out, and they were brilliant in an instant, the divine power in their hands condensed into the appearance of the Heavenly Punishment Axe, and the terrifying power of punishment crossed out, Cut off all vitality of the lifeless old mother.

The god avatars have the same root and origin, and are not restricted by the rules of the Panlong universe in this world. The memory and the perception of practice are completely synchronized. If one person is strong, the other avatars are equally strong!

The lifeless mother let out a long sigh.

"road!"

Endless years, countless calculations, finally came to nothing.

……

Lifeless old mother, fall!