The Son of Heaven who was paralyzed on the ground, panting, his face was very pale, although he no longer had any strength, but the sword in his hand was still tightly in his hand, this was not a contrived act, but a kind of faith.

The Son of Heaven looked at the dark cave in front of him, sat on the ground, and absorbed the aura in the cave to restore his strength.

In fact, as a physical cultivator, the Son of Heaven can also absorb Xuan Qi to restore his strength, but Xuan Qi is too violent and is not conducive to recovery.

But what he cares about now is not this, but when he is almost at the fifth order of the Refining Wave Realm, he has finally released the third form of the "Tianxing Sword Spectrum".

The sword styles in "Tianxing Sword Spectrum" can be said to be endless. So much so that the Son of Heaven even wondered if his father had learned everything.

Although the Son of Heaven learned all of them, many moves could not exert the true power of the original sword style.

Therefore, he did not plan to learn the most profound swordsmanship inside, and chose to lay a solid foundation, and then practice advanced swordsmanship.

The third form of "Tianxing Sword Spectrum" is called the Condensing Sword Style.

The third style is the relatively low-level sword style in the "Tianxing Sword Spectrum", but the power is not so low.

Condense all the spirits of the whole body on the sword, and then quickly fly out of the sword, you can release the maximum power.

It's not a great move, but it's powerful.

Ordinary swordsmanship can also condense the aura on the sword, but most of them will consume a lot, and it is difficult to achieve greater power.

And the strongest part of the condensing sword style is that it can condense the aura up to 100%.

But that was only the best-case scenario, and the Son of Heaven had only strengthened by 90 percent at most in his previous life. Now it's only about sixty or seventy percent.

But the power can also be increased by 90 percent.

While it doesn't sound like much of an increase, it's just present at one by zero-nine.

But what if it's multiplied by thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions?

That's an unthinkable increase.

Therefore, the beard knot will not lag behind in the realm, and then he was almost seriously injured by the Son of Heaven.

But the Son of Heaven is almost out of strength, and he has no strength to fight anymore, he just pretended to be calm before.

There is no special place for aura, most of it is attributeless, and it can be absorbed by any spirit master.

If it is a natural attribute, then only a natural attribute spirit master can absorb it.

But if the spirit master with the same natural attributes as the aura absorbs it, he will recover faster, cultivate faster, and be better.

If he only used the condensing sword style, the Son of Heaven would not be so prostration, and the key was that he still used it: the sword was divided into nine formations to resist the enemy.

This sword pose consumes a lot of money, so it is caused by this, and there is no strength to stand up.

A faint golden dragon phantom appeared behind the Son of Heaven, accelerating the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.

In order to prevent the beard knot from killing a horse pistol, the Son of Heaven let the demon ape and the little crocodile come out of his pocket, lifted the juvenile state, changed back to his original appearance, and guarded the surroundings of the Son of Heaven.

The two of them saw that the consumption of the Son of Heaven was so huge, and they actually called them out.

So they stood beside the Son of Heaven and guarded silently.

In about ten minutes, when the Son of Heaven got up from the ground, Lingzhang had already recovered a little, although he had not fully recovered, but he already had the strength to fight again.

"Little crocodile, do you have the smell of that beard knot?" asked the Son of Heaven softly to the little crocodile lying on the ground.

When the little crocodile heard the question of the Son of Heaven, he hurriedly said, "No." ”

Hearing this answer, the Son of Heaven was not surprised, because he knew that the spirit of the beard knot was a squirrel, and it belonged to the kind of spirit that was not strong in attack but was very fast.

Even if he came, with the spiritual power of the little crocodile and the demon ape, at most, he could only perceive it when he was close. If he had concealed his aura, it would have been impossible for them to feel it.

At this time, there was a little puzzled demon ape on his face, and he asked softly to the Son of Heaven, "Brother Tian, why do we want to catch him." If there is any treasure on him, I will just stone him to death, isn't it okay, why should I let him go?"

The Son of Heaven naturally understood the Demon Ape's doubts, so he answered his question directly: "Because in his hand, he has a key to the treasure left by the might. What we want, that's the key. The location is known to almost everyone, that is, in Dayan Prefecture. But there is only one key, and the reason why I don't let you kill him is because I am afraid that he will destroy the key before he dies. ”

"Then how can you be sure that if we catch him, he will give us the key?" said the crocodile

"Not sure, but there's no way to do it. Although Beard Knot was on the wanted list, he still did what he said, so he had to do it. ”

The Son of Heaven spoke his mind.

The demon ape pondered for a long time and asked a crucial question.

"And how are we going to catch him?"

This time, the Son of Heaven did not answer his question, but grabbed a tuft of jet-black hair on his head and put it in his hand, facing the two Xuanling Beasts. When the Son of Heaven plucked his own hair, there was no stagnation.

In the general body cultivation of the Iron Body Realm, the body is as hard as iron, and the same is true for the hair, which will not fall off at all because of a pull.

Even if you pull it yourself, it's hard to pull it off. But the Son of Heaven seemed to be very easy.

Looking at the tuft of black hair of the Son of Heaven, the two Xuanling Beasts were confused and looked a little embarrassed.

So the little crocodile smiled and said, "Brother Tian, your hair is really beautiful, and you have caught up with some little girls." But can this trick him out?"

After speaking, the little crocodile also glanced at the Son of Heaven, but they didn't speak, after all, he was now a "guilty body".

After listening to the little crocodile's question, the Son of Heaven put away the idea of wanting to blow him up, just patted his head, and scolded with a smile: "You are a mysterious spirit beast, what is in your head all day long." Did I say I used this thing to trick him out?"

"What then?"

"Push it out. ”

The Son of Heaven who spoke didn't care, and the two seemed to be a little like looking at fools, looking at his eyes.

Hold a tuft of hair in your hand, operate the spirit in your body, and input it into the strands of hair that you have plucked.

Whispered out his natal soul technique, and blew all the black hair into the air.

"Natal Soul Technique: Soul Clone. ”

The black hair that was blown into the air was all spread out into strands of hair, which were very distinct

The hair floated into the air, and suddenly a group of white mist exploded, from which a group of people who were exactly the same as the Son of Heaven appeared.

There are probably dozens of hairs, so there are probably dozens of heavenly sons who appear in this cave.

Everyone who appears is the same as the Son of Heaven, with exactly the same appearance, and there is no difference in clothes.

Although his expression is a little stiff, the look in his eyes makes people feel that this is a very energetic child.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of people all disappeared into the dark bottomless pit one after another.