2357: C2357 Primordial-clone Illusion

C2357 Primordial-clone Illusion

It could be said that in the battle between Long Yan and Long Qiu, he had been suppressed by his attacks from the beginning. To a large extent, at the end of the battle, the one who was suppressed first would become the loser.

He was not a person who acted according to common sense, so much so that no one could understand his thoughts. Possessing a Divine Dragon Soul, was the guarantee that he would not lose, and the spirit of the martial path, was the moment he was forced back, the moment he gained an even greater comprehension of martial arts, this was his growth process, just like how when a person was on the road to success, they would always encounter various constraints, Long Yan did not care about the outcome of the process, he enjoyed the process of growth, and wanted to become the peak of the fourth stage, the soul of the martial arts.

Even if he was repelled in one move, it didn't mean that he would be repelled every time. The martial soul was a very good master of comprehension. With it, he didn't even need to consult others.

Sometimes, this process would be very slow, and sometimes, it would also be very fast. As long as he found the right opportunity, it would be fine.

"Little Black, I have enough time to deal with this fellow. For the time being, let them be a little more pleased with themselves. However, I believe that after I advance to the pinnacle of the strong and defeat this fellow, the surrounding people, who are here to watch a joke, will not be able to laugh."

Long Yan was very confident that he would be able to obtain this upgrade through Long Qiu. What he wanted to comprehend was the feeling of the world converging souls and comprehending a higher level of martial arts mastery of the laws of the world.

Right now, the 33 Layered Heavens Illusionary Codex had already been completely consolidated and was even able to cultivate it. Thus, after being forced back once, Long Yan launched a fierce attack of his own!

"Howling Tiger Fist!"

"Royal Saber Aura!"

"Buddhist Imprint Rumble!"

If it was not enough, he could continue to attack. With each attack, each attack was stronger than the one before. Long Yan had comprehended that he could even attack as he pleased, and did not have to follow the sequence of attacks.

Long Yan's attack that did not care for his life, was also quickly being exhausted by the primordial spirit.

"Soul Locking Bell!"

"Pure Heart Kill!"

"Earth Fiend Collapse!"

If not enough, continue.

"Twenty-third move, Purple Phoenix Demon Slash!"

In these eight days, Long Qiu had completely mastered this battle skill and released it at the same time, causing the battle power to explode to the limit. It had already reached a very mature stage and even unleashed so many quick attacks consecutively, which made it difficult for Long Qiu to defend against the attacks.

Other than dodging, he also relied on his own defense to defend against Long Yan's attacks.

The Purple Phoenix Demon Slash erupted with an earth-shattering attack, pierced through space, the sword beam shot into the sky, and landed right between Long Qiu's legs with a loud bang. If it wasn't for the fact that his reaction speed was slightly faster, he probably would have become the commander in chief without any subordinates at this time.

"What?" What's wrong with Senior Long Qiu? Wasn't he suppressing Long Yan just now? "

"That's right, this kid suddenly went crazy, could it be that he's making his final struggle?"

There were many moves that they had not seen before, a total of 33 moves. Long Yan had only used less than 15 moves in front of the crowd, but these 15 moves had already defeated all the strong practitioners below the middle stage of the Eighth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit realm.

If Long Qiu had not cultivated this Corpse Armor, with his defensive skills, the injuries he had received would probably be severe.

Ever since Long Yan had been forced to retreat, that kind of situation had practically never happened again. Instead, it had suppressed Long Qiu, and that killing sword beam, and the aura of Long Yan's entire person, were completely identical.

Until now, Long Qiu realized that he had underestimated Long Yan. Not only him, those warriors that had high expectations for Long Qiu had relaxed their emotions and tensed up again, even the expressions on their faces had become dull.

Every time they fought, when they saw their comrades or the elders of the clan being defeated by Long Yan, they felt the same way.

"Impossible, how can this kid's body withstand it? He has to endure such a heavy burden during battle every day, how can his primordial spirit recover in one night?"

Long Qiu did not understand, of course, he did not need to understand, that Long Yan's cultivation was actually not as good as his opponent's. Facing this fellow, he was weaker in every aspect, but Long Yan's blood refinement field had directly reduced his opponent's cultivation by a third, to be on par with his own primordial spirit.

Relying on cultivating the 33 Layered Heavens Illusionary Codex to continuously hone and unleash his strongest attack, he was able to achieve the peak of his ability. Therefore, with just this battle skill, it was advantageous for Long Yan to not lose against him.

He had originally thought that if he couldn't do it, he would have to use the Nine Yang True Classic to defeat him, but now it seemed that there was no need at all.1

"Damn it, damn it! Brat, just how many offensive skills do you have left? Use them all! I don't believe that I'll lose to you today!"

Long Qiu was already flustered and exasperated, he was unable to control his emotions, and he had even lost track of the level of an elder in a large clan.

"You can hit me a hundred times if you want, but you're done."

Long Yan sneered, and continued his attack!

In a moment of desperation, Long Qiu roared out: "You forced me to use my clone's ultimate move! You're dead meat!"

"Fantasy!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Twelve figures actually appeared around Long Yan, all of them looking exactly the same as him. These twelve figures, only one of them was the real Long Qiu.

But all twelve of them could release the same attack at the same time, so their power was not as strong as Long Qiu's, but it was definitely not weak.

This clone battle skill was called the "Primordius Clone Illusion Technique" was a Divine level mid grade eight battle skill, when used, it was extremely powerful. Long Yan liked this battle skill immediately.

After all, his Blood Clone Battle Technique was no longer of much use to Long Yan. His Blood Clone Battle Technique was still activated when he was able to unleash the power of the Sixth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit, and it had already been eliminated.

"Not bad, this doppelganger technique is exactly what I need." Long Yan did not dare to underestimate this clone fighting technique.

A total of twelve figures attacked Long Yan at the same time, each of them giving off the aura of a true Long Qiu. They were like twelve devils, ripping through the sky, the devilish energy in the air was filled with the roars of countless vengeful spirits.

Demon energy turned into skeletons, dancing in the air!

Space trembled, filled with the aura of total annihilation.

"What?" This, this is Senior Long Qiu's "Primordius Clone Illusion Technique" actually even used this movement technique, seems like Senior Long Qiu has truly been forced by this brat to a certain extent. "

Everyone was sweating because of him. Logically speaking, with Long Yan being surrounded, he should not be able to escape, he was a human after all, not a god.

In this session's Dragon Emperor Main Hall, the real Dragon Clan's Patriarch and Patriarchs all began to seriously stare at the enormous illusion of a thousand miles long. They really wanted to know how Long Yan would resolve this crisis.

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