Chapter 231: The Ancestor's Dharma Image Protects the Body? Still Dead! (First Day, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket, Thank You)

Mage?

There's a way!

Nie Wushuang stood up and ignored the hatchet controlled by one of the Dharma clones. If he wanted to completely tame this weirdness and use it for his own benefit, he would need a period of integration. He could ignore it for now and deal with these guys in front of him first.

Looking at their hasty escape, Nie Wushuang couldn't help but want to laugh.

How proud and domineering he was at the beginning, how embarrassed he is now. It's really ironic to think about it!

One of the heirs of the Anlefang of the Cui family, the third disciple of the master of the mansion, was once so high and noble.

What about now?

Looks like a dog!

A lost dog!

With a thought, there was another figure in the fleeing crowd, a boy who looked exactly like Nie Wushuang.

The Dharma clone flashed!

At this stage, the Dharma clone can only appear about a hundred feet around Nie Wushuang, and must be within his sight.

The time of appearance is also limited.

If it only needs to appear without doing anything else, it can probably last for a quarter of an hour. After that, it needs to buffer for a period of time, at least an hour before it can appear in front of the world again, otherwise it can only be seen by Nie Wushuang himself as before.

The existence of the clone has no causal connection with reality.

However, if this Dharma clone wants to exert its power on the real world.

The time he exists will be greatly shortened, and the more he exerts his strength, the shorter this time will be.

As for how short it will be, it will take some trials.

Now, Nie Wushuang is doing the trial.

Otherwise, he does not need to use the Dharma, as long as he releases the three-legged golden crow like Tiangang Zhenren, he can kill this group of people in a short time.

Suddenly, one more person appeared.

And appeared among the fleeing people.

Silently, without any sign.

Even Disha Zhenren, at that moment, some people were almost scared to death!

They witnessed their companions being easily killed by this mysterious guy, and their hearts were naturally full of fear and anxiety.

After all, he was also a Disha Zhenren. Even if he was panicked, he didn't give up completely. He immediately attacked Nie Wushuang's Dharma Image.

Various kinds of true qi were surging, colorful, and crisscrossed, as if fireworks were blooming all over the sky, which was very beautiful.

The Dharma Image clone was located at the center of the true qi impact, enduring the collision of true qi energy, like a embankment by the river, standing still.

This is also a kind of trial!

Nie Wushuang wanted to see what would happen if the Dharma Image clone was besieged by several Disha Zhenren and used his body to resist the collision of true qi?

On the panel, the data did not change.

The damage column never appeared.

Instead, a petal of the Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower in the body was slightly curled up, and the energy seemed to flow a little faster than before.

Not bad!

Even if it was just the beginning of the Dharma Image, the attack of the Disha Zhenren level was useless.

Defense is no problem, then try to attack.

The Dharmadhatu clone that blocked the escape of Disha Zhenren no longer stopped at the spot to be beaten. His figure flashed and disappeared in the crowd.

Some people showed joy on their faces.

They thought that the weird was beaten into ashes by their true qi. Even if it didn't disappear into ashes, it must have been seriously injured, so it escaped from the real world and most likely returned to the endless void.

However...

This was just their illusion.

The next moment, the Dharmadhatu clone appeared among them again.

However, this time, the boy who looked exactly like Nie Wushuang did not stop and let them attack, but attacked first.

A red crescent moon flashed, drawing a bright arc.

Someone faced the crescent moon head-on, driving the third-level treasure blade in his hand to meet it. With a loud roar, the true qi in his body circulated rapidly, without any concealment, whether it was blood or true qi, all of them were agitated and gathered on the treasure blade.

A stream of energy flashed on the treasure blade.

This knife was the most beautiful blow of this Disha Zhenren in his life!

With all his strength, with the cultivation of Disha Zhenren, he actually chopped out a blow similar to Tiangang!

But it was useless...

The red moon fell!

Invincible!

Unstoppable!

The green light flashed and disappeared, the third-level treasure blade turned into fragments, the protective true qi collapsed at the touch, and the body like iron and steel instantly turned into mist...

At the same time, the soul was also swallowed by nothingness.

No longer exists!

Five breaths of time!

The Dharma Real Body attacked with all its strength. In just five breaths, there were still three people alive in Cui Mingfeng's group who entered Chiyang Cave.

One was Master Guan, who never escaped and collapsed on the boulder to fight against the strange backlash in his body.

One was Su Yuquan, who had already left when he saw that the situation was not right.

The other was Cui Mingfeng, the former heir of Cui's Anlefang, who caused the whole thing.

All his followers were wiped out by Chi Yue's attack, but he was the only one who was safe and sound, blocking Chi Yue's attack.

You should know that this attack is a variant of the Flame Sun Blade.

Although it is not as strong as the full-strength attack of the Dharma Real Lord, it is also stronger than the third-level Tiangang, and the ordinary Disha Real Lord is difficult to resist.

Cui Mingfeng is the third-level Disha, practicing the Cui family secret.

Although he has not reached the Tiangang realm and cannot perform the method of summoning gods and invite the projection of the gods of the heaven, he is stronger than the ordinary Disha Real Lord.

However, his strength is limited.

With his real strength, he can't resist this knife.

However, he was protected by a magic weapon, which was made by the ancestor of the Cui family and locked the breath of the Dharma Real Lord.

When the red moon fell, an old figure emerged from Cui Mingfeng.

His hair and beard were all white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked very old, but his eyes were bright and extremely bright, as if all the vitality of life was locked in those eyes. He was seen holding a lightsaber in his hand and gently blocked it.

The red moon melted away.

The Dharma clone stared at the old man with an expressionless face.

After resisting this attack, the old man was not unscathed. The whole person became more hunched, and the luster on his body became a little dim.

"My last name is Cui!"

"You dare to kill me?"

"If you kill me, there will be a blood curse. As long as you survive, you will never be able to get rid of it. My Cui family will definitely send out powerful people to hunt you down and fight to the death..."

Cui Mingfeng's face was ferocious, and he shouted at Nie Wushuang's Dharma image with all his strength.

Unfortunately, Nie Wushuang had only one foot in the threshold of the Dharma Real Lord. Although his clone could appear, it had no spirituality.

His divine will could not attach to it yet.

Cui Mingfeng's incompetent and furious shouting meant nothing to him.

As long as Nie Wushuang's original body did not give any new instructions, the Dharma clone had only one thought, that is, to kill the person in front of him.

The next moment, the Dharma figure flashed.

Cui Mingfeng's eyes blurred, and he could not see the trajectory of the Dharma at all, but the trace of the Dharma breath of the ancestor still existed.

The old man swung his sword and slashed at Nie Wushuang's Dharma image.

The Dharma did not dodge, but still moved forward and punched out.

Taiyi!

After this punch, the figure of the Dharma image suddenly became ethereal.

The energy was almost exhausted, and it would disappear in two or three breaths at most.

In comparison, Cui Mingfeng's ancestor's aura was even worse. It was originally radiant, but now it disappeared silently like a sleeping soap bubble.

"No!"

Cui Mingfeng's face was distorted and he screamed.

Nie Wushuang's Dharma image took a step forward, and the afterglow of his fist flashed.

Pop!

With a light sound, Cui Mingfeng's flesh and blood body turned into nothingness.

A red light was generated in the nothingness, flickered for a moment, and pounced on the disappearing Nie Wushuang Dharma image, and then disappeared.