"Lu Fan, you have successfully passed the second level of the Tiantian Temple. Do you want to challenge the third level of the Tiantian Temple now?"

"Of course I want to challenge it, but I want to know first what rewards I get after passing the second level."

"The reward for passing the second level of the Tiantian Temple is that you can read the Heart Sutra in the Tenglong Temple, the mortal magic weapons in the Dragon Temple, and the ordinary elixirs in the Shenglong Temple."

After coming out of the second level of the Tiantian Temple, Qing Ling asked Lu Fan if he wanted to challenge the third level of the Tiantian Temple.

He was still a little hesitant at first, but after hearing that he received such a reward after passing the second level of the Tiantian Temple, Lu Fan was very satisfied.

When you defeated the Nightmare Soul and passed the first level of the Temple of Devouring Heaven, you could only choose one of several rewards. Now, you can freely control the Heart Sutra and magic weapons of the corresponding level from the three halls where treasures are stored.

, elixir.

Comparing the two, this kind of reward is really generous!

Therefore, Lu Fan became more determined to challenge the third level of the Tiantian Temple immediately.

"The third level of the Tiantian Temple, infinite clones."

Lu Fan stepped into the vortex of fluctuating light, and the scene in front of him changed.

This is a space with reflections in all directions, just like a room with walls inlaid with mirrors on all sides.

Entering this space, you saw an old man sitting cross-legged in front of you.

"It's finally here, hey, isn't it her? Oh, I remembered, she is dead, you got her inheritance?"

This old man was very strange. Lu Fan couldn't feel his breath, as if he was dead. The old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy and not clear at all. What he said puzzled Lu Fan, and made him even more confused.

Lu Fan was curious.

Lu Fan asked tentatively: "Are you the immortal trapped here by the Green Snake Immortal?"

The old man said: "No, I am the clone trapped here by Qingxia, one of my clones."

"Clone?"

"That's right, this clone has only the cultivation of a human immortal and only one thousandth of the power of my original self. The lifespan of a human immortal is only a thousand years. If this was my true body, wouldn't I have died long ago?"

"One thousandth of your power, human immortal?"

In this world, human immortals are already powerful, but this old man's clone only has one thousandth of the power of the original person, but has the cultivation of human immortals. So how terrifying is the old man's original form?

Seeing the surprised look on Lu Fan's face, the old man sighed and said, "It seems that Qingxia must have died in the Little Thousand World, otherwise you wouldn't be so surprised."

"Small Thousand Worlds?" Lu Fan was even more surprised when he heard such a concept for the first time.

The old man smiled faintly and said: "Boy, how big do you think the world is? The world you see is not all of it. You will know it when you reach the level of immortal. Let me tell you something you don't know, I am not a human being.

"

"Are you a monster?"

"Haha, a demon?" The old man smiled and said, "No, I am not a demon, let alone a devil. I am a great witch."

"Are you a witch?"

There has been no Wu Clan in this world since the ancient war. The old man in front of him actually said that he was from the Wu Clan, and he was also a great witch.

If the old man in front of him is really a great witch, Lu Fan can easily understand why the old man's clone has been here for three thousand years without dying, because the witch tribe is a physically powerful race. A piece of flesh can give birth to a clone. It can be said that

It is immortal.

"Okay, boy, I've talked to you too much. I may be too lonely, come on, let's take action!"

"good!"

This was the first time in Lu Fan's life that he encountered a witch clan, and he was a clone of a great witch, so he had to be extra cautious.

Therefore, Lu Fan had no reservations. As soon as he got started, he used the cold water magical power and ice roar.

Ice crystals condensed in the void, spinning and falling. Each ice crystal was a mysterious sword. As long as the ice crystal touched the body, it would turn into water and then explode into ice.

Using this magical power, it was easy to pass the second level of the Tiantian Temple.

However, it is now the third level, and it is a clone made of a piece of flesh and blood of the great witch of the witch clan.

"Boy, have you forgotten that the Wu clan is not afraid of magical powers?"

Facing Lu Fan's cold water magical power and ice roar, the old man smiled lightly.

With one punch, all the ice and snow in the sky dispersed.

"Boy, you can't kill me with your magical powers, use your original power!"

The old man reminded him, and Lu Fan suddenly realized that he would no longer use his magical powers to fight the old man.

The strongest sword move, Black Sword Way, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.

Lu Fan stabbed out with his sword, and the old man only stretched out two fingers to clamp the sword body.

"Boy, is this your strongest power? It seems that you don't understand what power is."

"Please enlighten me!"

"Where does the power of supernatural powers come from? You borrowed it from heaven and earth, not your own!"

"That's right!"

"You use the power borrowed from heaven and earth to prove the Tao. How can you achieve the Tao? The strongest power is your true self, your origin."

"How can I be strong without borrowing the power of heaven and earth?"

"The power comes from yourself, why should you borrow it? Take my punch!"

When the two of them were talking, they were attacking and defending each other, and neither could do anything to the other.

Lu Fan was forced to use the cold water magical power again, Ice Roar.

This time, the old man did not break through all the magic with one force, but simply punched out with a straight fist. Thousands of feet of flames shot out from his fist, and with a few curls, it burned the ice and snow in the sky into nothingness.

"This is also a supernatural power, but it is not a power borrowed from heaven and earth, but the power of the deity! Boy, do you understand now?"

"Thanks for the advice!"

After seeing the old man's methods, Lu Fan had an epiphany.

I remember the ancient rumors that the Witch Clan was powerful in body, but could not cultivate the soul. Compared with the artificial humans created by Saint Nuwa, although the human race was weak, they could cultivate both the body and the soul.

The witch clan cannot cultivate the soul, but they can also possess magical powers, so why can't they themselves?

"Boy, it seems you have understood, let me see your power!"

"good!"

When Lu Fan had an epiphany, the old man did not attack, but waited quietly. Seeing that Lu Fan seemed to have understood, the old man slowly stretched out his hand, and there was flame dancing in his palm.

Suddenly, Lu Fan and the old man took action at the same time.

With one move, the sky was filled with cold air, and Lu Fan thrust out with his sword.

With one move, the heaven and earth gathered together, and the old man punched.

Water and fire collide, forces confront each other, and space shatters.

"Is this your original power? Hahahaha..."

The old man looked up and laughed, as if he had learned something that made him happy. In the laughter, his body was gradually frozen.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Lu Fan nodded slightly towards the ice statue and saw the old man's body gradually dissipating in front of him, eventually turning into a piece of nails.

A piece of nail is the true appearance of the old man's clone. The old man's original form is a great witch, and his flesh and blood can transform into thousands of clones.

A piece of fingernail has the strength of a human immortal, so how powerful must the old man be!

Looking at the frozen nail in front of him, Lu Fan thought to himself: It seems that the world is not that simple. What does the world look like?
Chapter completed!