Chapter 51: Blood Clones

Great Elder Ming Xuan sneered, and also jumped into the forest.

I saw that after he landed, he closed his eyes and stroked the trees around Qin Ping's just landing, and the images of Qin Ping's landing in this jungle and the direction of his escape were all projected into the mind of the Great Elder Ming Xuan, such means, like a dog, could track the traces of his enemies.

In an instant, the Great Elder's eyes lit up, and he no longer hesitated, and suddenly jumped to a tree branch and galloped away in the direction of Qin Ping's escape.

After breaking through to the late stage of entering the Holy Realm, Qin Ping's divine consciousness was also manifested at this moment, its scope was wide, far exceeding the divine consciousness of entering the Holy Realm, one-third of the Xuanyun Mountain Range, Qin Ping could cover it, and the scene of the Great Elder's insight into his own direction was also seen by Qin Ping, and his heart suddenly burst out.

Qin Ping didn't expect that the Great Elder Ming Xuan would also be able to track for thousands of miles, it was indeed difficult to get rid of the enemy who could track for thousands of miles, at this moment Qin Ping was a little upset, the subtle explosion sound inside the body was already a little endless, he couldn't maintain his strength in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm for too long, if it continued, he would have to explode and die.

Under this predicament, although Qin Ping was a little upset, he still maintained the last trace of calm, he rummaged through the techniques of many guilds in his mind, thinking about whether there was any way to get rid of the Great Elder Abyss's thousand-mile tracking technique.

Spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, Qin Ping leaned against a big tree, breathing heavily, at this moment, the realm has degraded, and when he reaches the strength of the middle stage of the Holy Realm, if he goes on like this, his body will completely burst and die.

And in his divine sense, the Great Elder Ming Xuan had already found a distance of nearly a hundred miles from him, if it weren't for the fact that this forest was really dense, he also used the means of divine sense shielding, if the Great Elder Ming Xuan completely locked the target, a distance of five hundred miles, with the strength of entering the Holy Realm Great Perfection, he would be able to come to Qin Ping's eyes in an instant.

"There's no way, I can only use this trick, and then I'll leave it to fate!" Qin Ping gritted his teeth, there was a reason why he didn't want to use this trick to deal with the Great Elder's thousand-mile tracking technique, this trick was a move that would do more harm than good, and it was generally a last resort to escape, if it wasn't for the last resort, Qin Ping didn't want to use him.

Blood clone, this is a secret technique, condensed with vitality, but it requires the vitality of half of the caster's own blood, and it is forcibly stripped of the body, and this trick is performed, Qin Ping will fall into a coma in the blink of a blink of tea, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, and at this moment his body has also reached the limit, if he doesn't decide to use this trick, if he is chased by the great elder, he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

This secret technique is not a last resort Qin Ping will never use him, even in ancient times, Qin Ping only used it once, and that time was also a situation of nine deaths and a lifetime, and it is now.

Because in the case of being unconscious after performing the spell, whether he is alive or dead depends on the destiny of heaven, if he is unlucky, it is normal to be eaten by a Yuan Beast, Qin Ping's current location is almost to the boundary of the Lianyun Mountain Range, if he uses the blood clone, he will fly to the edge of the Lianyun Mountain Range as much as possible in the blink of a cup of tea, so that there may not be so many Yuan Beasts, and after he wakes up, he will then breathe his body.

"Blood clone! Thousands of changes!" Qin Ping shook his body in an instant, and thousands of the same Qin Ping appeared around him, these clones had the same state and body shape as Qin Ping, and the vitality was exactly the same, and even the pain of the flesh bursting was also displayed on the face of the clone.

In an instant, with an order, thousands of Qin Ping scattered from the jungle and fled.

Sure enough, after Ming Xuan, who was hundreds of miles away, pursued to this position, after using the Thousands of Miles Tracking Act, he was instantly stunned, and his heart sank, there were so many Qin Ping, he couldn't tell which Qin Ping was real based on the image and the taste of blood, and then the Great Elder recognized a Qin Ping's doppelganger and continued to chase up, at this moment the Great Elder knew that after Qin Ping performed this trick, even if he chased, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up, and at this moment he regretted it a little in his heart, if he failed to attack today, he would definitely cause trouble for him in the future.

After Qin Ping cast the blood clone, he was already emaciated, and his body became even worse, and his body became even worse, he wanted to run out of the Xuanyun Mountain Range in the blink of a thousand times before he fell unconscious, and ran to the border of the Lianyun Mountain Range, it was best to stay away from the jungle, so that even if he was unconscious, no Yuan Beast would come to patronize him.

The body is a little unbearable, and the realm is also regressing a little bit, he originally had the strength of the late stage of entering the Holy Realm, but now he has reached the strength of the early stage of the Holy Realm, and the vitality in the body is also rapidly passing outward, the pressure generated by the external vitality pressure caused by this forcible breakthrough is like being 10,000 meters deep in the sea, as if there are several tons of steel smashed on his body.

With a cup of tea, Qin Ping ran hard, rummaging through the mountains and hills and jungles, and soon reached the boundary of the Lianyun Mountain Range, he couldn't use his divine sense at this moment to search and pursue the whereabouts of the Great Elder Ming Xuan, who had thousands of blood clones, and Ming Xuan wanted to find Qin Ping's true body among thousands of people to chase him, as if it was a fool's dream.

This kind of means of blood clone, that is, in ancient times, is also a first-class means of escape, by many monks smashed their heads also want to learn, learning this method, is equivalent to saving a small life, who doesn't care about their own life, so even in ancient times, this kind of life-saving and powerful means are all sought-after goods, and they can be sold at sky-high prices in the black market.

But equally, the caster himself has to bear great costs and pains when performing such spells. Being unconscious is only a necessary process, but it takes a long time to recover after waking up, so Qin Ping didn't think about using this trick at the first time, it was really used in the game of death.

The effect is really good, Qin Ping successfully dodged the Great Elder Ming Xuan's thousand-mile tracking technique, and now he doesn't need to worry about the Great Elder Ming Xuan chasing after him, and the situation in front of him is that how to run farther and farther in a cup of tea, it is best to run out of the range of the Lianyun Mountain Range.

During the run, the vitality in Qin Ping's body was passing little by little, the frequent explosion sounds inside the body, the dantian swelled, the skin was torn, the meridians expanded, and the vitality seemed to be passing little by little, and the realm of forcible breakthrough could not be maintained, and he fell back to the Lingyun Realm Great Perfection, and with the continuous disappearance of the vitality in the body, the original strength of the Lingyun Realm Great Perfection could not be maintained, in an instant, the vitality in the body was dim, and the strength realm fell back to the realm of the early stage of the Lingyun Realm.