Seeing the remnants of the will of a deceased predecessor appear, performing moves, one by one as if they were juniors, asking the masters of their predecessors for advice, Xiao Chao also understood why there was no inheritance left.

"I didn't leave a legacy, that's because my 2 doppelgangers have the bearing of a martial god, how can these branch masters inherit martial arts in front of the martial gods, but they have to humbly ask for advice and learn from the martial gods!"

Wen Hao thought of this and smiled bitterly, knowing that his plan had failed.

However, he had an idea, and his true qi continued to be injected into the player, and then he turned on the recording function, and used his eyes to record the moves of these clones one by one.

I don't know how long it took, but there were more than 600 figures in the Patriarch's Cave, and Wen Hao recorded more than 100.

There are many other traces that have not been seen at all, but the remaining will on them has long since dissipated into nothingness.

After recording, Wen Hao canceled the 2 Martial God Statue clones, put on the treasure weapon, played the video of the Patriarch's Cave, and injected true qi.

As soon as he landed, a doppelganger walked out.

Wen Hao took a look and chose one of the moves of the predecessors of the Divine Sword Academy.

The predecessors of this Divine Sword Academy should be very strong, and with one sword slash, the cliffs of the Patriarch Cave are divided into two sections.

Wen Hao estimated that the master of the Divine Sword Academy must be the strength of Wu Zun, and he also performed a move of heaven-level martial arts, which was so strong that he was against the sky.

took a fancy to the martial arts of this figure, after Wen Hao's true qi was urged, the doppelganger's temperament beside him also changed, except that the true qi was too weak, the others were very similar, and he drew a gourd in the same way, pinched his fingers into a sword, and gently swung it at Wen Hao.

At the same time as the clone urged the sword move, the meridians in his body were like leaking balls, gushing out frantically, and all of them were sucked dry by the true qi clone.

Between breaths, the True Qi clone exhausted all of Wen Hao's True Qi, and then slashed out with a sword, which was extremely difficult, as if it was still not enough to exhaust Wen Hao's True Qi.

"This must be a heaven-level sword move!"

Wen Hao gasped, his body was extremely weak, and there was no trace of true qi in his meridians.

Feeling this change, Wen Hao hurriedly took out a pill of Azure Pill that restored 5 into true qi and held it in his hand.

In the end, even the true qi of the true qi clone was integrated into the sword move, which formed a sword trick and slashed towards Wen Hao.

It looks like a simple sword, but when it falls into Wen Hao's eyes, it is like a sword that opens the world, everything in heaven and earth disappears, and only this sword is left in front of him.

Heaven and earth will be separated under this sword, and there will be no way to hide from it.

"It's so strong!"

Wen Hao showed a shocked look, his body was cold, and he hurriedly took the Azure Pill and recovered 5% of his true qi.

The true qi recovered by 5 percent, but under this sword, he didn't know how to dodge, because wherever he hid, it was all in the middle of heaven and earth.

In desperation, Wen Hao could only urge the herring sword and slash towards the sword.

I only heard a ding, and the herring sword collided with the sword in one place.

The spirit soldier is against the sword qi, and it stands to reason that the spirit soldier who should be infused with the true qi wins.

But the result was completely opposite, under the collision of the two, the sword was unusually sharp, but the herring sword was cut off and turned into two.

Then, the sword light only dimmed slightly, and continued to slash towards Wen Hao.

Wen Hao's expression was Lingran, and the true qi was injected into the treasure weapon on his body, and a crystal light flashed all over his body, and the red and blue true qi were intertwined, forming a strong defense.

Under such a defense, Wen Hao was confident that even Wu Zong's blow could be completely blocked.

Bite.

The sword collided with Wen Hao's light armor again, Xiao Chao suddenly felt a strong force coming, snorted, and his body flew out upside down, hitting the cliff behind him, and then rebounded to the ground.

"That's so strong!"

Wen Hao was surprised and delighted, looked at his treasure light armor, and found that there was actually a small sword mark left on the treasure light armor.

"The power of my blow is enough to kill Martial Sect."

Wen Hao showed a shocked look.

You must know that Wen Hao's strength is the 3rd level of martial arts, even if it is the addition of the mobile phone system and exercises, that is, the appearance of the 5th level of martial arts, and the difference between him and Wuzong is 5 levels.

With a difference of 5 realms, killing the Martial Sect is enough to witness the strength of this martial arts.

"Moreover, this is still a true qi clone turning his fingers into a sword, if there is no weapon, next time he is given a weapon, it will definitely be even more terrifying!"

Wen Hao muttered to himself, feeling that the heaven-level martial arts were too strong, far beyond his imagination.

"It's just a pity that this move is recorded, and it has no inheritance at all, so it can only be used by a true qi clone!" Wen Hao then showed a funny look and said: "I'm also wonderful, everyone else is a strong deity, and the true qi clone only has about 1% of the strength of the deity, but my true qi clone is already more awesome than the deity~ Awesome!" “

Wen Hao thought in his heart and sat on the ground.

Just now he received the sword of the True Qi clone, and the 5 True Qi he recovered consumed a lot.

"Just now I only recorded a small half, some of the previous martial arts were not bad, there should also be heaven-level moves, after a while, I will recover for a while, record again, I want to record all the martial arts, none of them will fall, and then select the heaven-level moves, at that time, my true qi clone is the real killer weapon, and if the martial arts sect is not guarded, I will die."

Wen Hao thought beautifully in his heart.

After a long time, Wen Hao's true qi recovered as before, and the picture of the 2 martial god statues was played again, releasing 2 standing true qi clones.

The true qi clone came out, and the majesty and bearing of a martial god were released.

In an instant, the light of the Patriarch Cave flickered, and countless martial arts imprints lit up again, and a figure walked out of it.

These figures are just martial arts marks, they have no memory at all, even if what just happened, they don't have any effect, so after they are triggered, they ask the 2 clones again to say goodbye and practice martial arts.

When these figures appeared, Wen Hao did not fall and recorded them all.

It's just that figures come from all directions, and sometimes there are 7 or 8 figures practicing martial arts at the same time, but Wen Hao's eyes are only a pair, and he can't see them at all.

But Wen Hao is not in a hurry, it's a big deal to come back later.

In this way, Wen Hao used the doppelganger of the Martial God Statue over and over again to trigger the martial arts imprint of the Patriarch Cave, and recorded all the five imprints, none of which fell.

However, after the recording, Wen Hao found that the last time, there were dozens of martial arts marks activated by the Ancestor Cave.

These martial arts imprints, after the erosion of time, have long been very weak, and now that Wen Hao has activated them a few times, the remaining true qi has completely dissipated, and the martial arts inheritance can be regarded as broken.

However, Wen Hao didn't feel any guilt.

Whether others can learn it or not has nothing to do with him, as long as he records it.

"After you go back, take a look at it carefully a few times, and then pick out all the heaven-level martial arts!"

Wen Hao thought with a smile.

(End of chapter)