Immersed in the world of consciousness, fighting with the remnants of the primeval clans, Lin Ming stood motionless like this, and a whole month passed like this.

In the midst of the fight, Lin Ming's face was often pale, and even occasionally his nostrils and ears would even ooze blood, and at this time, in Lin Ming's consciousness world, there was a blue soul-colored divine light flashing, cutting off a qiē like a divine sword, this is Lin Ming's great success period blue soul battle spirit.

Click!

The battle situation became more and more fierce and cruel, and a large number of primeval remnant souls were killed by Lin Ming with the Blue Soul Battle Spirit!

The resentment of the primeval emperors was beaten by Lin Ming to the point of surging soul power, but they were very tenacious, even if they were cut into two pieces by the war spirit, it could recover on its own and pounce on Lin Ming again.

The dead black dragons in the void also swept through the mountain-like body, and collided with the Tree of Evil Gods. The vines were entangled and pulled with the huge body of each black dragon, and either the black dragon was torn apart with a piece of pitch-black soul power, or the vine was chewed up.

Countless Heavenly Tribulation Flames and Thunder Flames began to annihilate and dissipate in waves of impact.

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Month after month, slowly, Lin Ming's nostrils and the corners of his mouth were no longer bleeding, and the clarity in his pupils became more and more.

On this day, Lin Ming suddenly roared, and his petrified body suddenly burst out with a stream of black gas.

The black qi erupted from every pore of his body, directly annihilating in the void.

In the midst of annihilation, many mournful screams can be heard.

The body of the demon king in front of him, where the demonic energy and resentment were condensed, suddenly collapsed.

Lin Ming, who had been motionless, suddenly flashed purple lightning in his pupils. The Blue Soul War Spirit, which had already penetrated into the Divine Soul clone, surged out the Endless Heavenly Tribulation Fire and Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, and penetrated fiercely again!

Suddenly, a monstrous hatred came from the black mist of the soul clone.

This hatred was like a poisonous dragon, rushing directly into Lin Ming's sea of consciousness, making Lin Ming's heart sink instantly.

The chaotic, vaguely human-shaped black mist split into wisps of soul power like a giant python, and rushed towards Lin Ming.

"Hmm, this soul clone also has a certain amount of sanity!"

Sensing this, a cold light flashed in Lin Ming's pupils. He even shattered the remnants of the resentment left by the Ancient God Emperor. Where would I be afraid of this little bit of spiritual wisdom of this god soul clone now?

A loud shout. A terrifying thunder fire sword shot out of his pupils, slashing horizontally through the void, splitting the countless blasted soul power into pieces.

Puff, puff, a few faint screams came from inside the soul clone. The last bit of resistance also dissipated completely.

Lin Ming's entire body. Boom like a cannonball. Completely rushed into the soul clone.

Lin Ming only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and the sea of consciousness was suddenly filled with pitch-black soul power.

Every bit of soul power was flickering, exuding boundless royal power.

There are countless mysterious runes that have survived from the primeval era. Looming in the dark soul power, it exudes boundless secret power and shocks people's hearts.

Lin Ming's heart moved, and the natal spirit in the sea of consciousness gradually split into a Lin Ming's clone with a pure upper body - a clone of the natal spirit.

On the body of the condensed soul of the natal spirit, every pore is spewing out the mysterious law secret power.

Rising from the ground, the entire natal spirit soul surged into a qiē with the divine soul clone in an instant, and sank into it.

I don't know how many Divine Soul clones that have been smelted by the souls of the primeval royal clan, how huge they are.

Lin Ming wanted to use a part of his natal soul power to fuse it, which was undoubtedly very difficult.

Lin Ming's body in the outside world fell into a petrified state again.

In every pore of the body, there is a faint black light floating and bursting.

There were hundreds of millions of primeval runes in his pupils, which were converging and dying, gradually spreading to his whole body, and from his skin to his bones and blood, and even his natal spirit.

I don't know how long this process lasted, Lin Ming slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were completely replaced by two dark whirlpool secret powers, and his soul power flowed.

Majestic black light, like a swimming dragon, erupted from every inch of his body.

The void in front of him continued to rise and fall, merging, and finally all the black light flowed out of his body.

Gradually, a person whose whole body was as black as ink, and whose voice and smile were no different from Lin Ming's, appeared in front of Lin Ming.

It's just that this black charcoal-like Lin Ming's figure is as hazy as water waves, and it is not very clear.

With his gestures, waves of soul power condensed to the point of essence surging on his body, and with the spurting of secret power, on this black Lin Ming's body, there was a sense of evil!

Lin Ming's first doppelganger, the Yuan Spirit Stone Fetus, had vigorous qi and blood all over his body, like a god of war.

And this second doppelganger, the Soul Spring Divine Fetus, was full of demonic energy, like an ancient demon, and his eyes were as dark as an abyss, and any luster projected into it was completely devoured.

Even a martial artist who had not cultivated enough glanced at this Soul Spring Divine Fetus, and felt as if his soul was about to be lost, as if he was about to fall into that endless abyss.

"It's finally done!"

Lin Ming let out a long breath, based on a part of the natal essence soul he had separated, absorbing the soul power of the primeval kings, plus the confinement formation left by the master of the Shura Road, forming a divine soul clone.

Because there was a natal spirit soul remaining in the zài divine soul clone, Lin Ming could obviously feel that this divine soul clone was like the vastness of the abyss and the sea, and it was powerful.

As soon as his mind moved, this divine soul clone actually cracked, and it was divided into two, two and four...... In the end, sixteen identical, black charcoal-like Lin Ming appeared in front of him.

The Divine Soul Clone does not have a physical body, and it can be split with Lin Ming's thoughts, but every Divine Soul Clone that splits out only has one-sixteenth of the original strength.

Lin Ming was overjoyed in his heart, as long as this divine soul clone existed, even if his own natal essence was severely damaged, he would be able to absorb the power of this divine soul clone and heal quickly.

On the battlefield, facing the people of the soul clan, this is a very powerful ability.

You must know that in the past, his soul power was not as easy to recover as his physical body. Physical damage, as long as it does not hurt the origin, can be quickly restored.

However, the loss of soul power can only cultivate the soul clan exercises left by the Divine Miao Tianzun, and slowly recover.

Now that he has this powerful soul clone, he can gradually grow the natal essence of the soul clone in the future.

Theoretically, if this Divine Soul clone is more powerful. It can split into countless smaller soul clones.

As soon as his mind flashed, these spirit clones rushed into his body.

Burst!

When one of the divine soul clones shot at his body, a halberd filled with the aura of the primeval emperor burst out, as reckless as a dragon, directly making Lin Ming's face pale and trembling slightly.

However, although Lin Ming was a little painful at this time, there was a bit of joy on his face.

He used the Divine Soul clone as a sword just now, attacking his own soul, and wanted to test the attack power of this clone, but the result made Lin Ming very satisfied, his soul power was already very strong, but he was pierced by this soul power in an instant, but because the soul originated from the same origin, there was no substantial damage.

In the attack just now, Lin Ming also faintly noticed that this divine soul clone was still a little unstable, and the remnant souls of some ancient emperors were dormant in it, and they were not completely refined in a short period of time.

If you want to completely master this divine soul clone, it will take some time to completely fuse.

After getting the soul clone, the black mist of soul power in the bronze ancient coffin gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence all around.

Lin Ming didn't leave in a hurry right away, his gaze was fixed on the mountain of bronze ancient books in the void in front of him.

"Shengmei said that this final trial will last for several years, and sometimes, it is not uncommon to stay in the first floor space for a year or two. But after five years, the exit of the trial space will be opened, and everyone will be forcibly teleported out......"

"The second volume of the "Shura Heavenly Book" is deep and vast, and the mystery is endless...... I can't take it out at all. There is still a long time before the five-year trial period, so it is better for me to cultivate and comprehend this second volume of the Shura Heavenly Book here. This is my great opportunity, I need to understand more, otherwise if I go out, I will never see it again......"

Feeling the vast aura coming from the ancient bronze book, Lin Ming was regretting in his heart, after all, he couldn't take the "Shura Heavenly Book" away, and what he could learn was extremely limited.

When it comes to the "Shura Heavenly Book" inherited by the master of Shura Road, he does not dare to slack off. (To be continued......)