This is one of the methods of the White God system.

"Intelligence content? Humph, it doesn't matter. I still have other methods in the black department."

Black Tiger frowned slightly when he saw that the old man of the beast clan had released his intelligence power and conveyed the contents of the battle here, but he was not unhappy at all.

To be able to solve the three great gods is an astonishing feat.

It just exposes one or two secrets, so it's a good deal.

"Ahem, Black Tiger, go outside and fight again."

The old orc man who lost his arms coughed and laughed ferociously for a while, and his whole body turned into white light spots and shattered into pieces.

He actually committed suicide.

"Hey, this guy can escape very quickly."

Heihu originally wanted to say more humiliating words to the other party, but the other party probably didn't want to hear it, so he just came to the end.

He looked back at Qingling.

"Young man, you are still too young. You can't slow down after using your strength twice? Tsk, tsk, imaginary."

Qing Ling suddenly opened her eyes, stood up from the ground, glared at Heihu and said, "If you can't speak, you can shut up."

"Why are you so angry? You are too young, and your emotions are all on your face. No wonder you are being plotted against. If I hadn't been here, maybe you would have died, and the adults would be disappointed in you."

Qingling couldn't bear the old man's mutterings and ran straight into the white prison force that had no more power. She only heard the sound of shattering like a mirror, and the overwhelming white magic light that enveloped half of the planet turned into countless

The Tao fragments turned into basic particles in the sky.

"Next."

Qing Ling's voice, as cold as ice, came from the sky.

"Hey, aren't you injured? Can you continue?"

"You will know if you can or cannot do it by trying it."

"All right."

Not to mention whether Qingling still has any remaining strength.

It is only said that on this giant planet of cultivating immortals, when they were fighting, there were several other figures standing proudly in different positions on the chaotic planet.

They all have Jia Yan's unique black power fluctuations.

They are all Jia Yan's clones.

Yes, Jia Yan couldn't come in person, but a lot of his clones came.

In such an important battle, it would be fine if his real body couldn't escape, but if his clone didn't even come, that would be unreasonable.

In fact, in this completely unequal war, Jia Yanfang's single greatest advantage is that he has nearly countless clones.

Of course, it is inappropriate to say that there are countless. His clones also need to share the power of the true body. If they are divided too much, the power of the Black God's true body will decrease.

Therefore, only in this kind of extremely high-level battles, there will be scenes where several clones gather together.

"I can't hold it any longer..."

puff.

A clone stood above the starry sky, resisting the washing and washing of power.

But after supporting it for a moment, the whole thing turned into pieces and burst apart.

"Damn black gods, despicable and shameless."

I saw a white light suddenly appearing in the place where he used to stand proudly, and there was a crazy roar coming from it.

The aura of the sun is rippling in this white light, as if it will appear at the next moment and destroy the entire planet.

But just when it was about to break through the thin layer of black on the surface of the white light, another figure followed like a shadow to the front of the white light.

With all his strength blooming, he saw a thin layer of black on the surface of the white light, which suddenly strengthened and blocked the area again.

The sky fell silent again.

Just by looking at the movement and expression of that figure, one can tell that it was quite difficult for him to seal it. Maybe it won't be long before he will make the same mistake again, like the previous clone, which was torn to pieces by the force of the impact.

"Do you need to wait to judge whether my Black God Department is despicable or shameless?"

This figure is actually Jia Yan's clone.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

I saw the battle fluctuations in the distance gradually getting lower.

On the one hand the battle is over.

The pressure here in Jia Yan has also been greatly reduced.

Precisely because there are clones like Jia Yan here, they can not only help Qing Ling and the others build an impregnable defense, but also prevent the Black Gods' collective combat power from being too large.

In other aspects, there are god-level beings confronting the enemy on several fronts.

Jia Yan's true form of the Black God is sitting in the center at the most critical point, guarding against the white dolphins that may appear.

White God naturally needs Black God himself to defend himself.

And he found every opportunity and used his clone to find the right opportunity to assist the cultivating superstar in the key battle, which can be regarded as a dedicated effort and a great contribution.

"there!"

Suddenly, two figures flew from a distance, one behind the other.

Qingling followed Young Master Hu and was not polite when meeting Jia Yan, the clone. Jia Yan cooperated perfectly and opened the sealed black power when the two came in front of them.

The two of them ran straight into the space without waiting for the sealed White God master to say anything.

Soon there were waves of surging force coming from inside.

It didn't take long for this power to disappear.

When the space reopened, we saw that it had already collapsed, and there was a chaotic scene of space destruction everywhere.

Two figures flew out of here one after the other.

"Thank you, Mr. Jia Yan, for delaying the wait for me."

The two figures, who were obviously more embarrassed than before, came forward and cupped their fists at Jia Yan's clone.

Jia Yan's clone responded with a smile, but its power had long been exhausted, and its body turned into bursts of black gravel, which dispersed in the wind.

"Hurry up. The actual strength of Master Jia Yan's clone is not at the level of a venerable. It will not be easy to seal these white god masters."

Black Tiger went all out and headed towards the next direction at lightning speed.

Qing Ling's strength was already a little exhausted, but with her strong nature, she didn't delay too much. After taking a breath, she shot towards the next fighting site.

The war in this land of cultivating immortals is very simple to say, but the dangers involved can only be understood by those involved.

Using less to win more does not always lead to success.

It can be said that in this area, Jia Yan personally sent a clone to delay time. This arrangement was superior and determined the victory of the battle.

"How is that possible! Why do you have such power..."

The last man's tragic cry echoed through the clear sky.

The sky is getting slightly brighter.
Chapter completed!