“Boom!”

A loud explosion scared the birds and animals in the forest and they fled in all directions.

Jiang Han stood in the air and looked down in surprise.

The stone as big as a millstone that was originally lying at the center of the explosion had disappeared.

Only a huge pit of a hundred meters in size was left in the original place.

The pit was surrounded by a charred black color, with countless black dust scattered in it, and purple thunder, which kept wandering and flashing, and crackling from time to time.

“This thunder clone is so powerful!” Jiang Han looked excited.

“It’s worth the day I spent in the Transmission Hall to finally understand it thoroughly.”

“The power of a single clone’s self-detonation is equivalent to the full force of a late Jindan cultivator. Add the power of the Silent Thunder, and I’m afraid that even a Jindan Great Perfection cultivator can’t withstand it.”

“And I can release five clones like this at once!”

While speaking, the spiritual power in his body has been replenished, and he pinched his fingers and silently said: “Go.”

Lightning flashed on his body, like a purple sun hanging in the sky, the light was extremely dazzling, if he flew higher, I’m afraid it would be seen at a glance from dozens of miles away.

The next moment, the sun suddenly trembled and quickly split into five groups of lightning. The lightning quickly dimmed and turned into five human-shaped thunders, scattered around Jiang Han.

“Now I have only cultivated to the first level. If I cultivate to the ninth level, as long as the spiritual power is sufficient, thousands of clones will be released at the same time. What kind of scene will it be?”

Including these five, he already has nine thunder clones around him.

The clone consumes a lot of spiritual power. Every time it is released, it will consume all the spiritual power in the body. In addition, the thunder in the clone is constantly consumed, and the clone can only exist for three hours.

It is precisely because of these defects that not many people practice thunder clones.

But these defects are nothing to Jiang Han.

With the blessing of the Devouring Realm, he only needs a few breaths to replenish his spiritual power. The consumption of releasing the clone is equivalent to nothing for him.

“It’s a pity that controlling the clone also consumes spiritual consciousness. With my current spiritual consciousness, I can only control ten clones at the same time.”

“If the spiritual consciousness is stronger, controlling hundreds of clones to self-destruct at the same time, I’m afraid even the Nascent Soul Stage strongman can’t stand it.”

Jiang Han sighed in his heart, and he still had to go to the Transmission Hall to find some skills to enhance spiritual consciousness.

“I have a more interesting one here, do you want to try it?” The voice of the sword spirit suddenly sounded in his mind.

Since the sword spirit awakened, it has been controlling the flying sword to travel in his meridians, saying that it can help him widen his meridians and warm up the flying sword at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

But Jiang Han always felt that she was too bored and was wandering around to relieve her boredom.

At the beginning, Jiang Han was actually not used to it. It felt very awkward to have someone talking in his body all the time.

After just a few days, he gradually got used to it. After all, it felt very good to have a knowledgeable senior who always guided him in his cultivation.

“What’s fun?”

“Hehe, don’t you have the Devouring State of Mind?” The sword spirit’s voice sounded a little excited.

“Put the Devouring State of Mind in the clone, and then start devouring…”

Jiang Han was stunned, and he vaguely understood something.

With a thought, a small black hole suddenly appeared in the clone.

As soon as the black hole appeared, a suction force began to stir the surrounding spiritual energy. The clone quickly grew in the spiritual energy, and in the blink of an eye it became a circle larger, and the thunder in the body became more dazzling.

“It turns out that it can be used like this!”

Jiang Han’s eyes lit up. The Devouring State of Mind can devour spiritual energy, and spiritual energy can replenish the clone. If it continues to grow like this, how powerful will it be?

“Unfortunately, your state of mind is still too weak, and the suction force is not enough.” The sword spirit was a little dissatisfied.

“When your state of mind is stronger, cover the Devouring State of Mind with a radius of 100 miles. As long as the enemy is trapped in it, don’t think about escaping.”

“Swallow those who can be swallowed, blow up those who can’t be swallowed, and come back if they can’t be blown up. That scene – hiss, it’s exciting to think about it.”

Jiang Han was stunned. He thought he was just using spiritual energy to strengthen the clone, but he forgot that the Devouring State of Mind can not only swallow spiritual energy, but also swallow enemies!

“But I am a sword cultivator…”

“What’s wrong with a sword cultivator? You can also be a thunder cultivator, or a magic cultivator. Don’t let the secular world limit your thinking.”

Jiang Han felt that what the sword spirit said made sense, and he couldn’t help but look forward to it in his mind. If that time comes, I wonder how many clones the Lingtian Sect’s protective formation can withstand?

“If there really is such a day…”

Hey, it’s really exciting.

Just thinking about it, his mind moved, and the sound transmission jade slip floated up from the storage ring.

“Disciple, come to Zixiao Hall quickly.” Lei Qingchuan’s voice came from the jade slip.

Jiang Han was a little surprised. Zixiao Hall was usually used by the master and the elders of each peak to discuss important matters.If there is no urgent matter, ordinary disciples are not qualified to enter.

He has never been there since he joined the sect. After all, no matter how talented he is, he is only in the middle stage of Jindan. He is not responsible for major matters, and he is not needed for minor matters.

“I don’t know what happened.”

Jiang Han waved his hand to disperse his clone, and his body turned into rainbow light and fled to Zixiao Hall.

He was very fast and soon arrived at Zixiao Hall.

In addition to Lei Qingchuan, there were two elders sitting beside him in the hall.

Since Jiang Han came in, the two elders looked at him with shining eyes.

That look, as if looking at a big treasure, made Jiang Han feel creepy.

“Master.”

“Good disciple, come on, let the two elders take a good look.” Lei Qingchuan seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Han was a little confused. Look? What to look at?

He turned his head and saw the two elders staring at him for a while, then slowly raised their heads…

“Crack!”

Two auras burst out, instantly shattering the chairs they were sitting on.

Jiang Han’s face changed, and he hurriedly retreated, but before the aura could rush out, Lei Qingchuan waved his hand to stop it.

“What’s going on?”

Lei Qingchuan frowned. These two elders had great prestige in the sect, and they were also powerful late-stage spirit transformation masters, and they were knowledgeable.

Even when the luck in the sect was cut off, they had never lost their composure like this.

At this moment, the two elders seemed to have been immobilized. Although the chairs were gone, they still kept sitting, looking up very stiffly.

Their eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and their beards were shaking, as if they had seen something incredible.

Jiang Han followed their gaze and looked up at the top of his head, but he could only see the divine thunder wood emitting lightning, and nothing else.

“Two elders, did you see it clearly?” Lei Qingchuan asked loudly.

His voice was loud, but the two elders seemed not to hear it. They still looked up and looked up in horror.

Lei Qingchuan frowned and suddenly shouted:

“Elder Huang!”

His voice was not loud, but it was a soul-stirring sound that resounded directly in the minds of the two elders, shaking their souls.

“Puff——” Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and the two elders suddenly looked listless and collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

“Sect Master?”

An elder woke up and turned to look at Lei Qingchuan in confusion, as if he didn’t understand what was going on.

He subconsciously looked up, but as soon as he looked up, another elder sitting next to him slapped his head and pressed it down directly.

Lei Qingchuan looked at the elder who made the move in confusion, and didn’t understand what they saw that would cause such a big reaction.

But now was not the time to ask in detail, so he could only frown and ask:

“Elder Huang, did you see it clearly?”

Elder Huang retracted his palm, helped another elder to stand up, and casually called two chairs to sit down, then turned to look at Jiang Han:

“Not bad, it’s really good.”

“The sect master’s vision is fine, I have no objection.”

Although he pretended to be calm, anyone could see clearly that Elder Huang seemed to have been suppressing something.

But Lei Qingchuan didn’t care so much, Elder Huang’s words were enough, and the rest would be discussed later.

The corners of his mouth gradually rose, and the joy on his face could not be suppressed.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he coughed dryly and said:

“Well, it’s not a big deal to let you come here this time. First, let the two elders see the future Holy Son of our Zixiao Sword Sect.”

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth rose higher and higher.

“The second is the Taiyi Secret Realm in Zhao State, which will be opened in ten days. All sects will send their core disciples to compete for the opportunity.”

“Although this secret realm is not the strongest, it is very large. It gathers most of the sects in the cultivation world. It is an opportunity to show the strength of the sect.”

“And if you can reach the core of the secret realm, you can get a chance to realize the truth in the Immortal Pond.”

“But as for opportunities, you should do your best. If you can’t get it, you can find better ones in the sect. You have a more important mission this time.”

The joy on Lei Qingchuan’s face was forcibly suppressed, and turned into a serious look.

“This time in the secret realm, you grab the Jindan stage disciples of other sects and grab them hard, especially those core disciples. It’s best to let them get nothing. Take everything you can!”

Lei Qingchuan gritted his teeth and said it with a look of hatred.

“In the previous few times, our Zixiao Sword Sect suffered a lot. Those sects joined forces to isolate our disciples who went to participate, causing your brothers to suffer a lot.”

“I only want to say that as long as the people from the other four major sects are not killed, they will be fine.If I really kill them by mistake, the worst that can happen is that I will lose some resources. Anyway, we have plenty of resources now. ”

He smiled coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

“As for the disciples of other small sects, you can kill them at will. As long as they are not affiliated with our sect, it’s okay to kill all the others.”

“This time when we handed over resources to other sects, these small sects did not obey in public but secretly, and dared to hide things and not hand them over. Although many were killed, there were not many people in the sect, so there would always be fish that slipped through the net.”

“You have only one goal this time, that is, to trample the disciples of various sects under your feet and let those sects that covet the position of Zixiao Sword Sect see that even if our Zixiao Sword Sect is in decline, it is not something they can dream of.”

“Dare to have ideas about Zixiao Sword Sect, there is only one way to go!”


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