Zombie Evil Emperor

Xiao Xueqing, "No matter what Senior Brother says, your business is our business."

Xiao Xueqing's own situation is not very good. If she can help Chen Ping overcome the difficulties and become the Marquis of Xingxiu, which of the enemies in the Xiao family will dare to target her?

Now that Yang Tian has boarded Chen Ping's pirate ship, he is already a grasshopper on a rope. He will not be much better if something happens to Chen Ping.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Tiandao said: "Senior brother, can you get some genius treasures like the innate five elements? Junior brother can use them to set up an ancient defense formation, the innate five elements inversion formation. Although I don't know how much defensive power it can have. But it can also resist the attack of Taiyi Xuanxian."

Immortals are divided into six realms, Immortal Realm, True Immortal Realm, Taiyi Xuanxian, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, and Hunyuan Sage.

The ancient innate five-element inversion formation is not an inverted formation, but the Immortal Emperor Tongtian mentioned this formation during his sermons, and also used this formation as a reference to explain the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements, and the changes in forward and reverse rotations.

The requirements for setting up this large formation are not too high, as long as you know the formation diagram and five innate treasures.

Of course, if you want to set up this innate five-element inversion formation, there is another condition, that is, you must be at the level of a formation master or above to create the formation fingers.

"Junior brother, can you arrange the innate Five Elements Reversal Formation?" Chen Ping looked at Yang Tian in surprise.

After all, he was born in the Marquis family, and the family's collection background is very terrifying. Chen Ping once read a record about the innate Five Elements Reversal Formation. It was one of the top ten defensive formations in ancient times. However, the layout diagram was lost and no one has it anymore. Will arrange it.

Seeing Yang Tian nodding in recognition, Chen Ping said: "When I go back this time, I will send someone to ask my grandfather for some innate Five Elements treasures."

Originally, after his father died and his grandfather could not come out, Chen Ping was squeezed out and suppressed by his uncles and aunts, and various cultivation resources were reduced again and again.

This time when he came to the Blue Star Realm, those people took advantage of his grandfather's absence and unanimously agreed to force him to come here.

However, since his grandfather came out of seclusion, Chen Ping's various cultivation resources have returned to normal, and no one dares to steal them secretly anymore.

Because of this, Chen Ping had the opportunity to directly contact his grandfather, because the people who came to give him cultivation resources every year were members of his grandfather's trusted guard.

These people are also neutral. They are only responsible for the safety of the Marquis and the execution of orders, and never participate in the internal battles of the Chen family.

After drinking for three rounds, Yang Tian and the others decided not to go back yet, but to practice the mysterious and mysterious body skills in this ancient immortal cave.

There are three secret rooms, and the three of them have just one room each.

The secret room Yang Tian chose was the one with weapons, Xiao Xueqing's secret room was the one with magical powers and combat skills, and Chen Ping was in the third room with a futon.

There was no sun, moon, or stars in the cave, and no one knew whether it was dark or dawn outside. Yang Tian returned to his secret room, sat cross-legged, and recalled the mysterious body skills in his mind.

After a while, Yang Tian got rid of distracting thoughts and concentrated all his energy and spirit into the sea of ​​consciousness. The method of condensing the clone with this mysterious body art is similar to the method of nurturing the Nascent Soul.

Yang Tian is a body of chaos, with the energy of chaos in his body, and his energy and spirit also contain the origin of chaos. A soft light in the sea of ​​consciousness is constantly growing.

The light group was only as big as a grain of rice at first. As time went by, it grew bigger and bigger, and finally it was ten thousand feet in size. It slowly rotated in the sea of ​​consciousness, shining like a sun. [PS: The space in the sea of ​​consciousness also has distances. 】

At the same time, Yang Tian's physical body had no breath at all. It was not that he was dead, but that his breath had all converged, and he sat there motionless like a stone statue.

I don’t know how long it took, but the light group in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly came from one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Nine life auras fluctuate.

At this moment, nine babies are gradually taking shape in the light group. As time goes by, the nine babies gradually grow up, two or three years old, five or six years old, eighty-nine years old, twelve or thirteen years old, seventeen or eighteen years old, and finally stop. When you are in your mid-twenties, you no longer look like you are growing.

They have the same appearance and the same temperament, as if they were carved from the same mold as Yang Tian.

At this time, the body that was originally sitting like a stone statue suddenly opened its eyes. As the eyes opened, a terrifying aura rose steadily like a volcano erupting.

"Clone out!"

Yang Tian shouted softly.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Nine rays of mysterious light flew out of his head and transformed into nine rays of body shape.

"I've seen you, I've seen you fellow Taoist clones!"

They all spoke in unison, with different expressions on each person's face, just like nine ninets with different personalities.

But at this moment, Yang Tian felt as if his personality was split. He could feel the different personalities and tempers of each clone, and he could feel that each clone was himself.

Although these clones have spiritual intelligence, they have no fighting power. They are clones that purely practice and absorb spiritual energy to transform into true energy and mana.

In order to verify their efficacy, Yang Tian and the nine clones began to practice. After a few hours, Yang Tian opened his eyes, and the nine clones also opened their eyes.

"Fellow Taoist clones, let's give the power of the true energy that we have cultivated to this deity."

The clone is Yang Tian himself, everyone knows what I am thinking at this moment, and I also know what each of them is thinking in their hearts.

Whoosh whoosh!

The nine clones turned into nine rays of light and returned to Yang Tian's body. The next moment, nine strands of chaotic energy from the same sect entered the dantian and merged with the chaotic energy inside.

"It's really increased by nine times." Yang Tian laughed happily. The effect of nine clones plus one day's practice can equal the effect of the previous ten days.

In other words, from now on, he will practice one day as ten days, one month as ten days, one year as ten years... and so on, his cultivation speed for thousands of years can equal the cultivation speed of ten thousand years.

"I don't know how many clones the senior brother and the second senior sister have condensed?"

Yang Tian got up and left the secret room and found that the doors of the other two secret rooms were closed. Apparently Chen Ping and Xiao Xueqing were not finished yet.

With nothing to do, Yang Tian watched the magical combat skill of Ancestral Dragon Claw, which can be practiced according to the specific movement route.

However, if you want to practice the Ancestral Dragon Claw, you must find dragon blood. The minimum requirement is a true dragon at the true immortal stage or above.

"Is this a little difficult?"

Yang Tian frowned slightly. There were many dragons in ancient times, but dragon blood, dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon souls were all top-quality cultivation resources.

Although dragons are very powerful in combat, they cannot resist the greedy hearts of the monks. The dragon race has been almost extinct since ancient times.

Almost all the dragon clans that still exist today are pseudo-dragons, which are dragons that are trained with the descendants of dragons and other species.