"Today is to completely offend Xuantian Pavilion, but I am not afraid, this Burning Heaven Domain is so big, I am afraid that there is no place to go? I don't believe it, you Xuantian Pavilion can spread its power throughout the entire Burning Heaven Domain. ”

Mingchen's face showed a deep expression, and then his palms spread out.

A gray Qiankun bag was revealed, and there was a little blood on it.

It was snatched from Pang Long by the golden war puppet just now.

The spiritual power spread out, but as soon as it came into contact with the Qiankun bag, the latter exuded a resisting force and unloaded Mingchen's spiritual power.

"Did you put a spiritual imprint on it?"

Feeling the resistance of the Qiankun bag, Mingchen sneered, spiritual power is his strength, even if the real level is very different from Pang Long, but the spiritual power is not much weaker than him, it is not impossible to crack the spiritual imprint he left behind.

Taking a light breath, the spiritual power controlled the Qiankun bag to slowly float in front of him, Mingchen's eyes opened suddenly, and the majestic spiritual power was like a tide, surging out from the center of his eyebrows.

Then it turned into an invisible sharp cone and struck at the Qiankun bag of arsenic.

Poof!

In the moment of collision, an invisible wave suddenly surged out from the Qiankun bag, and finally hit the mountain wall fiercely, and suddenly, the cave trembled, cracking fist-sized cracks.

Mingchen didn't pay attention to the changes in the cave, his eyes were dead and his ears were fixed on the trembling Qiankun bag, and the spiritual power continued to gush out, and the last wave after wave impacted the spiritual imprint in the Qiankun bag.

The spiritual imprint placed by the Yuanying powerhouse is indeed extremely strong.

But no matter what, it's just a mark.

If its owner was nearby, he could still control it from afar, but at this moment, Pang Long was stepping up his healing, so how could he have time to pay attention to the changes in the imprint.

A steady stream of mental shock, after lasting for nearly a few minutes, there was a subtle clicking sound. Finally, in the cave, it sounded quietly.

Hearing this voice, Mingchen's eyes instantly swelled with surprise.

It's finally time to erase the old guy's mental imprint.

At the moment when the spiritual seal was broken, on the martial arts platform in Kuncheng, Pang Long, who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were hideous, and he roared angrily: "Mingchen, the old man will not kill you, and he will not be a man!"

At this moment, most of the people on the martial arts platform have withdrawn.

After all, anyone can see the exposure of Zhou Lizhan and Pang Long at the moment, and no one can predict whether these two old guys will be miserable under the anger of these two old guys.

"If you don't heal quickly, what are you yelling at?"

Seeing this, Zhou Lizhan, who was protecting Pang Long's Dharma on the side, frowned, and said in a deep voice.

"The spiritual imprint in my Qiankun bag was broken by that little bastard!" Pang Long said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Zhou Lizhan was also stunned, and then his face changed slightly, and he said: "That kid is only a Jindan strength, how can he break your spiritual imprint? ”

"I don't know. ”

Pang Long shook his head with a gloomy face, and said, "When I finish healing, the two of us will set off together, he has the thunder blood curse I have in his body and can't escape."

"Don't worry, if he kills so many people from my Zhou family, the old man won't let him end well. Zhou Lizhan said fiercely.

"Over there in the Xuantian Division, I have also sent the news, presumably there will be a strong man coming soon, and when the time comes, I want that kid to be unable to escape!"

Pang Long glanced at the clothes covered in blood, and the resentment on his face was so thick that it was chilling.

In the softly lit cave, Mingchen closed his eyes, in front of him, a Qiankun bag was emitting a faint light, and after a while, the light slowly weakened, and Mingchen gradually opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, a golden scroll appeared in the palm of his hand.

The golden scroll is a little wider than the normal scroll, and the whole body is bright gold, but if you look closely, you can see it, and on it, there are dense small red lines, like blood, spreading every part of the scroll.

Looking at this scroll, Mingchen's heart seemed to beat unconsciously.

The scroll was the only one he had ever found in Pang Long's bag that was somewhat odd.

"What is this?"

Muttered in some confusion, because this thing was a little strange, Ming Chen did not open it directly, but reached out to summon the golden war puppet and threw the scroll at the latter.

"Tear it apart.

The golden war puppet caught the scroll, and without the slightest hesitation, slowly spread the scroll with his palm.

Boom!

As soon as the scroll was opened, the golden light on it suddenly burst into flames, and then an angry thunderous sound burst out.

A thigh-thick thunderbolt burst out and smashed the golden puppet's chest, and the powerful force directly knocked the latter away like a cannonball.

Finally, it slammed heavily on the cave wall, and the boulder behind it quickly spread cracks and burst open.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts. ”

Seeing this scene, Mingchen sneered.

If that attack were to be hit, he would definitely be seriously injured without defense, but fortunately, the golden golem was strong and could easily take it.

After releasing a golden scroll of thunder and lightning, it spread out and slowly floated in mid-air.

On it, there was a faint flash of thunder.

Ming Chen's eyes flickered, and with a move of his palm, the scroll slowly landed towards him, and during his landing, the spiritual power in Ming Chen's body was also surging, and the Golden Crow Swallowing Heavenly Flame directly turned into a layer of fire, wrapping his body in.

Facing Mingchen's full armament, this time the scroll still did not appear unusual, lying quietly in his hand, the thunder flashed, and it swam around like a golden snake.

It looks quite extraordinary.

Seeing that there was no change in the scroll, Mingchen was also relieved.

His gaze shot at the scroll, and several large characters that seemed to be like thunder and light appeared in his line of sight.

Shadow clone, one of the martial arts of Xuantian Pavilion.

It is reported that it is a martial art handed down from ancient times, a superior avenue holy product, this method is cultivated, can condense the doppelganger, the strength of the doppelganger is similar to the body, the body is immortal, and the doppelganger is indestructible.

This kind of effect, outsiders describe it in four words, which is comparable to the magic of the wilderness!

The short line of thunder font made Mingchen's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

A doppelganger with the same strength as the ontology?

And it's also a doppelganger whose body doesn't die and won't be destroyed?

If that's the case, then this so-called shadow clone is too terrifying, right?

That is comparable to the description of the desolate gods, and it is not an exaggeration at all!

"I didn't expect this Xuantian Pavilion to have such a treasure, no wonder it is so strong, as long as the cultivation is successful, one Yuan Infant is equivalent to directly becoming two Yuan Infants, fighting with people, two against one, who can win in the same level?"

Mingchen's eyes were hot, and his gaze quickly moved back.

Behind this line of thunder font, there are some slightly dim fonts, which should obviously be someone else's side note.

"The shadow clone is terrifying, but cultivation is extremely difficult, one of the conditions is to first cultivate the phantom body polar shadow to the highest level, in so many years, looking at the entire Xuantian Pavilion, there are very few people who can successfully cultivate, the old man has studied for decades, and he has not gained much, it seems that there is no hope in this life. ”

"Phantom Aurora?"

Seeing this, Mingchen couldn't help but take a light breath of cold air.

He finally understood why Pang Long was so moved when he saw that he was carrying the Phantom Polar Shadow, it turned out that this thing was also related to the treasure of Xuantian Pavilion.

"Hehe, it's still thanks to this old guy, otherwise, I don't know such a secret thing, now that this shadow clone is in my hands, I want to come and see how difficult it will be!"

Ming Chen smiled, his eyes closed, and the Spiritual Power Saint directly invaded the golden scroll glowing with thunder.

What appeared in front of Ming Chen was a world of thunder and lightning, and countless thunderbolts fell like a waterfall from the void sky, with a rumbling and earth-shattering sound.

Suddenly brought a strong thunder heavenly might.

Ming Chen's spiritual power had just appeared in this world of thunder and lightning, and the many inclined thunderbolts seemed to be sensitive, snorting and cutting through the sky.

Suddenly, the light burst out, almost obscuring the entire sky.

Facing those overwhelming thunderbolts, Mingchen frowned slightly.

He knew that these were not actual thunderbolts, but some spiritual power left behind in the scrolls.

"Scatter!"

The finger tapped the void, and a majestic spiritual power was like a water wave, surging out continuously along the finger point.

Everywhere the spiritual power passed, the countless thunderbolts that swept from the storm suddenly collapsed, turning into golden points of light in the sky, and then slowly turning into nothingness.

A finger broke through the spiritual power left in the scroll, Ming Chen's gaze slowly swept over this space, everywhere, there was the dazzling gold, below it, was an extremely large golden lake, above the lake, thunder and lightning like a golden snake swam around, it looked, just like a thunder pool.

The entire space, except for the thunder pool below, is nothing else.

As for the so-called shadow clone, there is no information about it.

His eyes swept over the space inch by inch, and finally stopped at the thunder pool below, Mingchen frowned, muttered for a moment, and then lightly touched the thunder pool again.

The majestic spiritual power surged down quickly, and finally swept across the entire thunder pool.

Suddenly, the thunder light on it suddenly dissipated, and as the thunder light on it dissipated, the lake gradually became as clear as a mirror.

Mingchen Nikguang watched closely at the thunder pool that had become clear.

A moment later, the slightest ripple quietly appeared on the surface of the lake, and where the ripples waved, a series of fonts like thunder condensed slowly emerged.

Standing in the sky, Mingchen looked at it at a glance, just enough to see these thunder fonts clearly, and there was a touch of joy in his eyes at the moment.

Concentrate your mind, scan your gaze carefully over the fonts, and keep them firmly in your mind.