Lan Youmeng was shocked and flashed to Bingchen and said in panic: "Husband!"

After sucking the air conditioner, Bingchen twitched and said, "It hurts! It hurts torn inch!"

Hearing this, although Lan Youmeng was still worried, she felt a little relieved.

"What kind of soul splitting method is Xi'er? It's simply Lingchi, self-abuse!" Bing Chen said with an ugly face.

When Lan Youmeng heard this, she looked at Bingchen and said, "Didn't Master remind you before? You will feel a little painful."

"This is not a bit painful, Meng'er, you don't know. This is even more uncomfortable than cutting into pieces. You can cut off a wisp of soul and separate a part of it. This is more than the body of the body.

The pain is so intense." Bingchen curled his lips.

Lan Youmeng pursed her lips slightly, then used her soul power to slowly combed Bingchen.

"Don't pretend, husband, I know the pain, but I think I can bear it, I just deliberately show it to me, right?" Lan Youmeng said softly.

Bingchen's expression stagnated, and then said embarrassedly: "I can't hide it from Meng'er."

Lan Youmeng gave Bing Chen a look and said, "Tell me, what are the bad thoughts you are holding back?"

Bingchen showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "There is no one who knows me, Meng'er. Uh... Meng'er, we haven't... After the soul splitting is condensed,

, Can it be on the lotus platform..."

Lan Youmeng's cheeks turned red, and she gave Bingchen a look again.

Bingchen's throat squirmed, subconsciously swallowed, and then pulled Lan Youmeng into his arms.

"Meng'er!" Bing Chen looked at Lan Youmeng with a burning look and said softly.

Lan Youmeng looked shy and turned her head to the side. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered softly.

Bingchen's heart beat wildly in an instant, and he immediately kissed Lan Youmeng on the face.

After receiving the sweet hope of Lan Youmeng, Bingchen was instantly full of energy.

Enduring a stronger pain than Lingchi, Bingchen gritted his teeth, growled in hissing, and stripped away part of his soul inch by inch.

Nearly a day later, the Ice Chen Divine Platform became quiet.

With his head resting on Lan Youmeng's thigh, Bing Chen's expression was extremely depressed, his soul was weak, and even some disintegration. It was not an exaggeration to compare with the severe damage.

"Xi'er can create this way of separating the soul, and she is also a talent." Bingchen said angrily.

On Qingrou Bingchen's forehead, Lan Youmeng pursed her lips slightly and said, "Master's method of condensing souls is really much more clever than other techniques of condensing souls."

Hearing this, Bingchen subconsciously looked at his soul.

Although there was a bit of wood at this time, Bing Chen knew that it was really too special compared to the soul splitting that others had just condensed.

First of all, his cultivation level, and his primordial spirit strength is as strong as the peak of the Dao Tribulation! Secondly, the primordial spirit's talent, Bing Chen feels that even now, he has nearly 70% of himself! You must know

, it is quite good that those ordinary souls can have 30% of their talent at the beginning of their condensation.

He gently held Lan Youmeng's jade hand with one hand and stroked Lan Youmeng's cheek with the other hand. Bing Chen's eyes were extremely gentle and had a strange feeling.

When Lan You dreamed of this, her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

"Meng'er, you agreed to me before!" Bingchen said softly.

When Lan Youmeng heard this, her cheeks became more and more attractive, and she nodded slightly.

Bing Chen's eyes were excited and wanted to take action with the urge to fight to the death, but Lan Youmeng suddenly said: "Now my husband's soul has been seriously damaged. If it is consumed violently, it may cause it to my husband.

For greater damage, it’s better to wait until your husband recovers..."

Bingchen was instantly discouraged when he heard this, and his eyes were resentful.

Seeing this, Lan You Meng smiled, then lowered her head and kissed Bingchen gently on the forehead.

......

Kun Domain Beads, Bronze Hall.

Looking at the six drops of natural essence and blood in front of him and his stupid soul splitting, Bing Chen's eyes were grim and a little distressed.

"Xi'er, how many spiritual bodies have you condensed?" Bing Chen asked.

Bing Yuexi's mouth curled slightly and said playfully, "How many do you want?"

Bingchen heard this and said with some malicious intentions: "If you are the only one, then that's fine. If there is one, including you, you will never escape my palm in the future. Then you will capture them all, three Xier,

I......"

Bang!

Before Bing Chen could finish his words, Bing Yuexi slapped her hand and slapped her on Bing Chen's forehead.

"I'm not very ambitious, why? One is not enough, I want three times more happiness?" Bing Yuexi said coldly.

Bingchen's forehead instantly burst into cold sweat.

......

In the formation set up by Bing Yuexi, Bing Chen sat cross-legged and pinched his skills, and he threw six drops of essence, blood and soul division into his own life.

Soon, the two slowly moved closer and then merged into a single drop of blood that emitted a faint blood light and soul light.

The rich vitality surging inside the blood drop, under the action of the large array, prompted the blood drop to change rapidly. After a short time, it turned into a blood-colored villain.

It was also at this time that the Ice Dust Dharma Act changed again, and then its own vitality and strength slowly poured into the blood-colored little man along the formation.

The blood-colored villain is more and more stylish, and the light yellow skin on the outside body gradually grows, the palms and soles of the hands and feet differentiate into their fingers, and the head and facial features gradually appear.

In just less than half a day, the villain was completely formed. Except for the body was too small, only about an inch, the rest were almost the same as ordinary people. And if you look closely, you can also find that the villain looked like Hao Ran and Bingchen

Very similar.

Swish, the villain opened his eyes.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, a little agility appeared, looking at Bingchen.

Looking at the reduced version of herself, Bingchen grinned.

“Not bad, not bad.”

He could clearly feel that he had a blood connection with the villain, and it seemed that he was a part of himself, and he was him, and the "two people" were inseparable.

As soon as the thought moved, the villain made a gesture and then sat cross-legged in the void above the formation.

It feels wonderful to have a clone for the first time. It seems that I have an extra vision, an extra way of existence, and an extra way of thinking. All the things seem to belong to him, but they are relatively independent, different from him.

The tastes in each place show the mystery.

"The rest is just to nourish your vitality, bloodline and strength." Suddenly, Bing Yuexi suddenly said.

Bing Chen came back to his senses, turned to look at Bing Yuexi, and suddenly asked in a daze: "Xi'er, is your thoughts also hers from some perspective?"

Bing Yuexi was stunned, but then she pursed her lips slightly and said, "Not bad."

"Now, if I go against her, will you feel uncomfortable? You will subconsciously think that I am going against you?" Bingchen asked again.

Bing Yuexi was stunned again.

A look of thought appeared in his eyes. After a few breaths, Bing Yuexi shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"What kind of feeling is that being the same person as her and having her own consciousness?" Bing Chen said in confusion.

Bing Yuexi's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, and she said with a complicated expression: "It's very scary and helpless. She knows that she is her and treats herself as her, but she also has a slight instinctive resistance and fear in her heart."

Bingchen frowned slightly.

"Don't let your clone try the magical power of the dream world, otherwise there may be a disaster for you in the future." Bing Yuexi suddenly said again.

Bingchen nodded, his expression slightly solemn.

If his clone really has a trace of self-awareness, Bingchen may not be able to tolerate him. If he killed him, wouldn’t he have killed himself once or died once? After all, both are one person.

Time flies, March is in a flash.

In the spiritual body refining formation, two Bing Chen sat cross-legged. Between the two, a life tree less than half a meter tall, drooped and fell into their bodies.

"So fast, in just three months, the clone was condensed!" Xianyue said in surprise.

On the side, Ling Jian nodded, and was also surprised. She had seen others condense their clones and wanted to grow to the same size as hers. Even if it was born with treasures, it would take one or two years at a time, or more at a time.

It took several years. Bingchen only took three months!

Thinking of this, Ling Jian looked at the tree of life between the two ice dusts in the formation.

After spending these days, she also knows the preciousness and importance of that tree.

Beyond the ninth grade!

"If it weren't for the life tree's offering, and the young master was so desperate to give birth to his clone, he might have been unable to hold on." Jin Lianzhi said.

The others nodded one after another.

A short period of time, crazy birth of a clone is not simply apart half of the blood and energy of the deity, but almost all the blood and energy of the deity are used to nourish the clone. It can be said that it is almost at all costs.

, regardless of consequences.

If it were someone else, it would be possible that he would die of exhaustion and would have become a human being. Only Bingchen, who has a tree of life and has almost unlimited vitality, dares to do this.
To be continued...