"Hmm? Not dead?"

Dongfang Bumili narrowed his eyes, staring at Ling Jianchen with cold eyes, revealing a hint of solemnity.

Although this is just his clone.

But his strength also has the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. The combat power of the Martial Emperor Ninth level can sweep across ordinary affiliated dynasties. Ling Jianchen is only a mere third level of the Wuzong, but he can survive with his attack.

It surprised him a little.

Those eyes as deep as stars swept across Ling Jianchen, staring at him as if they wanted to see through him.

A look of difference was revealed: "What a strange body, it seems that I have practiced some strange body refining technique, which actually contains power that I can't see through. This body refining method can make a Wu Zong fight my clone with a third level and not die, at least at the ninth level, or even a pseudo-god level. If I can get it..."

Just think of this.

Dongfang Bumi's heart felt hot. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Ling Jianchen, as long as you open your spiritual consciousness and let me search the soul and take away the skills you have practiced. I promise that I can not only spare you, but also recommend you to enter my Beihai Academy. How about it?"

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, countless powerful people showed shock.

Especially Beitang Feng showed an incredible look on his face and shouted: "Elder, you can't do this. This kid has deprived my cultivation. You, you want to kill him, kill him..."

"Noisy!"

Dongfang Bumi snorted coldly, and it exploded in Beitangfeng's mind like a muffled thunder, causing him to have a split headache and his seven orifices to bleed.

Ling Jianchen raised his eyebrows and stared at Dongfang Bumi, his mouth slightly raised, and a mocking curve was rolled up.

Soul search?

Not to mention that there are countless secrets in his mind, no one can know them.

Even if there is no secret...

He Ling Jianchen would never accept the humiliating treatment of being searched for the soul.

Ling Jianchen laughed and said, "Do you want to search my soul? That's no problem..." Dongfang Bumi smiled and was about to speak, Ling Jianchen continued, "But I have a condition too!"

"Hmm? What are the conditions?" Dongfang Immortal Dao.

Ling Jianchen had a bright smile on his face, and he paused word by word: "Take your life for exchange!"

Dongfang Bumi's smile flipped, turned into a terrifying murderous intent, and said sinisterly: "Little bastard, are you playing tricks on me?"

"So what if you play with you? A mere clone wants to search my soul? Even if your deity is here, don't want me to be humiliated by Ling Jianchen." Ling Jianchen let out an roar, and the gray-white power of silence surged wildly.

The power of the imperial teacher cannot be humiliated.

God humiliates and kills gods, immortals humiliate and kill immortals!

"Bastard, since you are seeking death by yourself, I will no longer blame me. When I destroy your cultivation level and cut off your siblings, I will forcefully search your soul. I will not only get all your secrets, but also kill all those related to you..." Dongfang Bumi roared without a roar, which brought a storm of true energy like a shocking wave.

"Immortal God Fist!"

Dongfang Immortal waved his hands one after another, and there seemed to be an immortal god of war in front of him.

Boom boom boom boom!

Countless fist shadows were mixed with fiery flames, as if the stars falling from the sky were falling rapidly.

The earth shook and the sky collapsed.

Everything...

It seems to be in the end.

Ling Jianchen was wrapped in the gray-white power of silence, dodging again and again, and appeared in front of Beitangfeng in an instant. He grabbed Beitangfeng's head, and a look of horror appeared on Beitangfeng's face: "You, you, what are you going to do?"

"Die for me!"

Ling Jianchen let out a calm voice, and gray-white airflows wrapped around Beitangfeng's body.

Hurry!

Beitangfeng's body continued to dry up, and instantly turned into a mummy, which was annihilated from ashes.

Ling Jianchen's aura increased again.

He reached the fourth level of Wuzong.

"It's not enough, it's far from enough!" Ling Jianchen's breathing heavily, and his expression suddenly changed.

boom!

A black fist shadow fell behind him and smashed him out.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

Ling Jianchen's face turned pale.

"A bastard, you dare to kill my disciple of Beihai Academy in front of me. You are looking for death!" Dongfang Bumi roared repeatedly.

"Old maomao..."

Ling Jianchen's eyes were red, and he looked at the floating Dongfang Bumi, who was floating in the sky. His scarlet tongue licked his lips, revealing a ferocious look, "If you want to kill me and destroy my relatives? Then I can't blame me!"

Swish!

Ling Jianchen stood up against the sky and rushed towards Dongfang Bumi.

"Um?"

"Why didn't Mr. Ling avoid it, but instead rushed to the east to the Forbidden City?"

Li Fei, Gan Long and others were shocked.

Dongfang Bumi was also stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Boy, are you falling into the trap? Die for me!"

Swish swish swish swish!

Dongfang Immortal's hands turned into two black chains and shot towards Ling Jianchen. The black chains roared, and the loud sound of red names continued, and they fell in front of Ling Jianchen in an instant.

However……

These two black chains are about to be added.

A broken sky sword suddenly appeared between Ling Jianchen's hands. With a ferocious face, he raised it high and then suddenly slashed: "Breaking the sky with one knife!"

boom!

The blade was extremely sharp and slashed on those two chains.

Puff!

Accompanied by a scream, Dongfang Bumi's two arms were cut off. His eyes were about to break and he roared repeatedly: "Bastard, what kind of warrior is this? Can he cut off the arms of this clone of me? This..."

Ling Jianchen put away the Sky-Breaking Sword and grabbed it in the air with both hands.

The two bloody broken arms fell into their hands.

Chih!

A gray-white air flowed, and the devouring power of the eternal Nirvana Demon Body burst out, swallowing all the energy contained in his arms. A sound of bean explosion came from his body.

The ninth level of the Wu Emperor's energy allowed him to improve his cultivation again and reach the fifth level of the Wuzong.

“Not enough, not enough!”

Ling Jianchen's gray-white air flow was floating and sinking, and black scales covered his body, slowly turning into silver, his eyes were blood-red: "Dongfang Budam, if you want to kill me, if you want to destroy my clan, I will swallow your clone and die for me!"

Swish!

Ling Jianchen accelerated again and rushed to Dongfang Bumi.

"Damn bastard, die for me!"

Dongfang Bumi was furious, and his arms were cut off by an ant, and he wished he could kill Ling Jianchen immediately.

Strike with both legs in the air.

He pulled Ling Jianchen away again and again, and the blood mist in Ling Jianchen's mouth was squirting wildly, but his figure rushed back again and again. While staring at Dongfang Bumiliu's thrust into the air, he hugged one of his legs with both hands.

"Bastard, what are you going to do?" Dongfang Bumi showed a look of shock and anger.

Ling Jianchen smiled sinisterly: "Chun!"

puff!

The broken sky sword caught its sharpness again, and the leg was broken in response to the sound.

"Ao..."

Dongfang Immortal screamed repeatedly, leaving only one leg floating in the air.

His eyes were full of horror, and he found that the leg was constantly shriveling in Ling Jianchen's hands, and finally turned into a burst of ashes. Ling Jianchen's cultivation level once again crossed and reached the sixth level of the Wushu Sect.

"This, how is this possible?" Dongfang Bumi looked shocked.
Chapter completed!