Ling Yun just didn't know how much power this doppelganger could withstand at the limit.

If he can use the realm above the human god, this martial art can be used as a great help for him.

Excited in his heart, Ling Yun hurriedly got up and left the inn and came to the wilderness.

After observing the martial arts, Ling Yun felt an urge in his heart to learn the "Heavenly Shadow Technique" immediately.

Standing on the deserted wilderness around him, Ling Yun placed his hands flat in the void, and after completely calming down the excitement in his heart, he began to seriously figure out the information that had just appeared in his mind.

Half an hour later, Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, his palm slapped suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Heavenly Shadow Technique, points!" ”

Shout!

Suddenly, a majestic aura surged in his body.

A dazzling light erupted all over his body, like a scorching sun, dazzling.

The aura seeped out from the body and slowly condensed and formed in the void.

In a moment, a phantom appeared in front of Ling Yun.

This phantom gradually solidified with the infusion of aura, and after a few minutes, the phantom condensed all over its body.

The phantom has a face like a knife, and a slender body, as if Ling Yun was carved out of a mold.

"Hello!"

Ling Yun looked at the phantom with his own face in front of him, and his face was slightly stunned.

After a long time, Ling Yun came back to his senses, smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and smiled.

The palms of his hands were in the void, but the phantom did not move at all, as if he was a walking corpse, and his face was dull.

"Forget it, the clone needs me to control it."

Ling Yun withdrew his palm, slapped it on the door of his head, shook his head and smiled.

His mind moved slightly, and his originally sluggish doppelganger immediately moved.

Swish!

The clone moved, not to show favor to Ling Yun, but to clench his fists and suddenly bang Ling Yun.

The fist contains the majestic power of the earth, driving the howling hurricane, like a tornado.

Dao Qi waves appeared in a strip around the fist, and the momentum was shocking.

"Bang!"

Ling Yun smiled slightly, raised his palm slightly, and clenched the clone's fist tightly in his hand.

"Shattered!"

His gaze suddenly shot out a cold light, and the power in his fist surged.

"Bang!"

The power was instilled in the body, and the doppelganger was like a balloon being pricked by a needle, and with a bang, it burst into a little starlight and dissipated into the air.

"It's about one-tenth of my peak strength."

Ling Yun glanced at his palm and frowned.

Just now he let the clone attack him, just to verify the strength of the clone.

One-tenth of the strength, but the initial strength of the Cathode Realm.

His peak strength, at least he also has the peak strength of the Cathode Realm.

One-tenth of the strength, send a clone to participate in the competition, those peak cultivators of the Cathode Realm have the most peak strength, but it is not comparable to a clone.

If you have such strength to participate in the competition, you will definitely lose.

"Looks like I'm going to practice well today."

Ling Yun glanced at the sky, it was already close to noon at this time, and the time left for him was only an afternoon and a night.

Time was pressing, and Ling Yun had no choice but to hurry up and practice the "Heavenly Shadow Technique"

.......

On the wilderness, Ling Yun kept clapping his hands to separate his clones.

And the clone just appeared, and the next moment, it was immediately blown up by Ling Yun and re-separated from the clone.

The night gradually passed away with Ling Yun's cultivation.

Waiting for night to come, Ling Yun let the clone also have nearly half of his strength, that is, the strength of the Yin Pole Realm Perfection.

However, the cathode realm is full of strength, and it can't get the first place in the competition.

There are quite a few peaks of the Cathode Realm that he has encountered, and among them, the young master of the Tianhai Alliance is the peak of the Cathode Realm.

The clone must not only have the peak strength of the Cathode Realm, but also have the strength that is stronger than the peak of the Cathode Realm, so that it is possible to win the competition.

Now he is mainly trying to do everything to make the clone stronger.

As for his competition, there is no need to worry at all.

With all the strength exploding, Ling Yun dared to guarantee that few people in the half-step anode realm would be able to defeat him.

How can he be a half-step anode realm that can compete with the powerhouses of the anode realm, but it is not an ordinary half-step anode realm.

"Celestial Shadow, points!"

Glancing at the starry night sky above his head, Ling Yun's face was slightly gloomy, and he immediately slapped his hands and began to practice the Heavenly Shadow Technique.

When he was hurrying to cultivate his clone, a group of people gathered in the Yunhai Palace.

In the palace, on the golden and splendid hall, the clouds sit on the central dragon chair, and the lower sides are full of people.

These people, all of them were full of red light, and there was a terrifying aura exuding from their bodies, and there were seven or eight of them.

"Cloud Ancestor, the ancient tombs of Wanling Mountain are about to be born, why are you still trying to do this?"

On the seat, a slightly chubby strong man smiled.

Yun Shang laughed after hearing this: "The ancient tomb of Wanling Mountain was born, although we can go, but we must also have the strength to go, do you think the strength of the Anode Realm is qualified to go?" ”

Eyes swept over everyone's faces, and a deep smile hung on Yunshang's face.

"This..."

After hearing this, everyone's faces were slightly gloomy, and they all showed thoughtful expressions.

The Wanling Mountain Ancient Tomb was born, but it was not an ordinary ancient tomb, but a god-level alchemist ancient tomb.

If it was the ancient tomb of a god-level powerhouse, it would not cause such a big shock.

A god-level alchemist, that is an alchemist who stands at the top of the alchemist.

Wherever an alchemist of this grade goes, he will be treated supremely.

Even the dragon clan, which had the title of royal among the spirit beasts, did not dare to provoke a god-level alchemist.

On the Lingxiao Continent, everyone knows that the alchemist is like a hornet's nest, and if you poke it, it will cause a lot of trouble, not to mention this kind of god-level alchemist who stands at the fixed point of the alchemist.

When the ancient tomb was born, everyone would definitely guess that the Central Domain would send a strong person to compete for the god-level alchemist ancient tomb.

"Is it true that our Northern Regions are so oppressed?"

One of the cultivators, with a look of unwillingness on his face, slammed his fist on the handle and roared.

Yun Shang shook his head slightly and said helplessly: "No way, who made our Northern Regions the weakest among the four domains." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was silent for a while.

"And haven't you gotten the news that the Cangyue Empire, as well as the rest of the empires, have been swallowed up by the families in the empire?"

Yun Shang glanced at everyone and asked.

The voice reached everyone's ears, and the anger in the hall was suddenly suppressed.

The heavy breath, like the dim sky, is extremely oppressive.

"It seems that some families in the Central Regions want to annex our Northern Regions."

The slightly chubby powerhouse sighed lightly.

Yun Shang nodded and said, "Since everyone knows about this matter, then our Northern Regions will disappear into the Lingxiao Continent in the near future, and from then on, only the Three Domains and the Middle Regions will exist. ”

"No! Our dignified Northern Regions, which was also a powerful region that pressed on the head of the Middle Regions in ancient times, how could it be that after tens of thousands of years, the Northern Regions did not become like this? ”

A thin cultivator suddenly stood up and roared, his body was thin, as if a wizened tree trunk could blow him away with a gust of wind.

PS：“......”

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