This clone of the Holy Lord became increasingly weak and was far less powerful than Zi Chen expected.
After killing the opponent, he went deeper.
Pang Qing did not recover. He had not taken action before, so he followed him now.
Arrive at the place where Yao Xiu was established.
Zi Chen saw a demon. The demon was in the form of a spider with a human face, and Zi Chen had seen that middle-aged face before.
He is the current Holy Lord of the Yin Holy Land!
Right in front of the demon, spider threads stretched out from the void, hanging into the sky, and another section was wrapped around the body of a young man.
The young man was somewhat similar to Yao Xiu. His face was pale and his vital signs were very weak. He seemed to have reached the point where he was exhausted.
"younger brother!"
Yao Xiu shouted heartbreakingly.
The young man seemed to have a feeling, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and saw Yao Xiu at a glance.
"elder brother……"
His eyes gradually became brighter, and then he murmured something, his head tilted, and he died.
died.
"younger brother!"
Yao Xiu rushed forward.
A hand with big energy suddenly grabbed him and forcibly pulled him back.
It's Zi Chen.
If a Chengshan rushes over, he will only die.
The battle at the rear ended quickly. Others came over and saw the scene in front of them.
But not everyone recognizes the monster in front of them.
"The majestic Holy Lord has actually made himself into a human being and a ghost."
Zi Chen finally understood why the two clones of the Holy Lord gave him a weak feeling.
It turns out that their vitality lies in this monster.
In other words, the demon in front of you is the real clone of the Holy Lord.
After the young man died, the demon turned his head and stared at these uninvited guests.
A pair of cold eyes finally locked on Zi Chen, "It's you!"
With a flash of light, the demon disappeared and manifested into a clone of the Holy Lord.
"You all spread out." Zi Chen sent a message in the dark, "The clone in front of you is as strong as Tianquan."
Several people's expressions changed drastically.
A Tianquan is something they cannot fight against.
"What do we need to do?" Li Su asked.
"Stay far back, or you will die if you touch it."
Tianquan's attack on Shenmen couldn't be easier. Even an existence of Zi Chen's level seemed to lack confidence at the moment.
"You can be seen everywhere, and you really are a ghost." The clone of the Holy Lord walked forward, carrying a powerful oppressive aura before he took action.
Everyone's expressions changed again and again, and they all backed away.
The clone of the Holy Lord ignored these ants. In his eyes, none of these people could be beaten.
It's just Zi Chen, who can barely take a look at it.
"My two clones disappeared, and they must be yours too.
means."
A murderous intention came straight towards Zi Chen.
"Yes, it's me."
Zi Chen responded indifferently, then turned to look at Pang Qing, who nodded, and then took the initiative to step back.
For a moment, everyone retreated, leaving only Zi Chen and the clone of the Holy Lord.
It's just that under the current situation, everyone's confidence in Zi Chen is obviously insufficient, because the Holy Lord's clone has already appeared invincible before he takes action.
Even simple emotions of joy and anger affect the surrounding world.
Therefore, Zi Chen took the lead.
The surrounding space began to distort, and then a new space covered the surrounding space.
Shura field.
Zi Chen and the Holy Lord cloned themselves into the Shura field.
Others stayed outside the Shura battlefield, like spectators.
This time, neither an altar nor a throne appeared, because this Shura field has already recognized its owner.
Zi Chen took the lead and naturally wanted to take advantage of the home field.
"Even the Shura Field is under your control. If I kill you, everything will come back again."
The aura of the Holy Lord's clone was still very strong, and as the words fell, the surrounding Shura field began to vibrate.
Looking at it like this, it seems that it won't be able to hold on for long in the hands of the Holy Lord's clone.
Then, Zi Chen thought, and a bloody crown appeared from the top of his head, and the shaking Shura field immediately stabilized.
But Zi Chen also knew that it was impossible to kill this clone with the help of the power of the Shura Field.
This move can only make him less disadvantaged.
"The Shura Field is mine, so I naturally know its function." The clone of the Holy Lord smiled disdainfully, "You want to use it to kill me, it's just a dream."
The clone of the Holy Lord stretched out his hand and pressed forward.
Above Zi Chen's head, a terrifying palm print immediately appeared, coming downwards with the terrifying power of heaven and earth.
Shura Field was shocked again.
But the benefits were also revealed. The moment the palm seal appeared, Zi Chen knew the expansion range of the palm seal and its own power.
Then he disappeared from the place in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared behind the clone of the Holy Lord and slashed his neck with a knife.
The clone of the Holy Lord didn't even turn around, he just turned back with one hand, clamped the blade between his two fingers, and then exerted force, causing the blade to shatter.
Another weapon was destroyed.
Now the Zichen family's business is not that big. If one thing like this is destroyed, it will be one less thing. Naturally, it will be heartbreaking.
So Zi Chen gave up his weapons and instead used his immortal golden body and the power of the Holy Thunder.
At the same time, there is also the power of Shura.
But the Holy Lord's clone also made Zi Chen understand the gap between the two sides, as well as the real home field advantage.
He turned around and punched.
As fast as lightning.
Boom!
As the two fists met, the difference between two different saint powers emerged.
The Saint Lord's clone did not move at all, while Zi Chen flew upside down and hit the edge of the Shura field.
After landing, blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth.
"The physical body is not bad."
The avatar of the Holy Lord disappeared. He was obviously in the Shura field, but he felt as if he was in his own holy place, so relaxed and at ease.
To be continued...