Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

However, the arena was a little weird at the moment, as if Mo Yin was killed so easily, but Yi Jue knew that this was just the beginning. He even had a vague suspicion that he might have been under an illusion from the very beginning.

It's just that this kind of illusion can bypass the Heart Control Lotus and directly interfere with his cognition.

At first, Yi Jue was a little bit skeptical, but the scene before him seemed to force him to believe it.

And just at the moment when Yi Jue believed it, somewhere in the entire space trembled, and then a figure walked out.

The man had blood-red hair, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a vertical wrinkle on his forehead. It was Yi Jue.

This person spoke, and his voice was surprisingly consistent with Yi Jue's.
"It's worth my effort to use up a phantom clone. Now you know why Miao Jun was defeated."

"I have copied all his magical powers. How can he defeat me?"

As he spoke, the "Yi Jue" opposite him made a hand gesture, and then, he actually split into two. Looking at the three people opposite him, Yi Jue's face was extremely solemn.

"Three against one, Yi Jue, want to try?"

As he spoke, a flash of blood appeared under the person opposite him, and the whole person instantly appeared in front of him. Then a sword condensed in his hand, and he swung the sword, which was surprisingly the Divine Wind Technique.

"It's quite powerful, but it's still a lot worse than my authentic copy."

Yi Jue swung his sword casually, and the same move collided. The Yi Jue that was separated from Mo Yin was repelled by this sword, but the other two also attacked directly.

When Yi Jue saw the opponent's sword with red flames, he subconsciously fled to the left. At this time, a sword style had already attacked him at the point where he landed, which was the Sword Breaking Edge Technique.

Yi Jue discovered the secret of these people who looked exactly like him. Not only did they look the same, but even their fighting ideas, habits, and some of their own moves were copied exactly the same.

Although the power was smaller, with many to one and the opponent knowing him very well, defeat was basically a foregone conclusion.

Moreover, these incarnations can not only use Yi Jue's sword techniques, but more importantly, they can use Mo Yin's piano techniques.

However, I'm afraid Mo Yin didn't expect that Yi Jue would actually take away his seven-string magic harp and suppress it directly, and he couldn't get out for a while.

Therefore, the music played by these clones gives a feeling of trying to draw a tiger but end up drawing a dog instead.

"Fellow Daoist, how can you play this song that splits the heavens and spreads the earth with a flute?"

"Where's your lyre?"

Yi Jue said with a smile, and the three Yi Jues all looked gloomy. They said together, "I never expected that a Jindan cultivator would be so mean."

"If I had the lyre in my hand, I would never allow you to act so recklessly here."

Yi Jue chuckled and exchanged several sword energies with one of the "Yi Jues". He then fought off one person head-on, but was defeated by the last person who was well-rested.

But Yi Jue was not annoyed. Instead, he watched the cooperation between the three people in front of him with great interest. Some of the points where these people got stuck were due to Yi Jue's offensive habits, which ultimately led to combat mistakes.

If you say it has value, it does have value. Avoiding certain things can indeed help you last longer, and this subconscious habit accumulated over two hundred years is very difficult to detect.

When Yi Jue was practicing swordsmanship, his life and death depended on a few moves, so any subconscious habits could very likely lead to his defeat. In his fight with Mo Yin, Yi Jue had already gotten a feel for the situation, but this was a rare opportunity, so he used his three selves as mirrors, practicing the Seven Heavenly Sword Techniques back and forth.

These seven sword techniques were the seven styles left behind by Tian Jianzi through the inheritance of the Tian Jian Sword Soul. Today, Yi Jue has reached the level of Tian Jianzi in terms of both cultivation and understanding of the sword.

For him now, he has to walk the path of swordsmanship by himself. Therefore, when condensing the sword energy, he realized a sword move with wind attribute, which can be regarded as the strongest sword of the Divine Wind Art.

However, although he also often used the other moves, he was still far behind in terms of comprehension, and even some of his instinctive reactions were very crude. This time, he not only compared himself with the way the three "Yi Jues" performed the sword techniques.

In this way, the four of them fought for more than an hour, and the power of the sword moves of the three "Yi Jue" became stronger and stronger. Obviously, after collecting more information, these three phantoms were still being optimized.

At this time, Yi Jue's body was already covered in blood. A lot of sword energy had cut through Yi Jue's robes, and his body had all kinds of hidden sword energy injuries.

However, Yi Jue's eyes were very bright. Most of his injuries were minor, and few were serious. Under the stimulation of the blood nerves, the minor injuries were healing rapidly.

However, many new injuries were soon added.

Three monks with almost the same moves as Yi Jue were fighting one, but Yi Jue only used sword moves, and his other magical powers were useless.

Finally, after Yi Jue was knocked away by a sword, the three of them surrounded Yi Jue and trapped him in a simple Sancai formation.

When Yi Jue saw that he couldn't escape, he laughed instead.

"I know why, despite the powerful inheritance of your Qianhuan Sect, you still cannot rank among the top three of the six sects of the Demonic Path."

"You are much worse than the Tiansha Sect. Even the Yuling Sect is stronger than you most of the time."

When Mo Yin heard this, he did not make any move, but his mood was obviously fluctuating a little. Yi Jue's control over emotions through the Mind Control Technique was truly masterful!

"Because you, the Qianhuan Sect, are poor!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

As he spoke, Yi Jue waved his hand, and Mara's Six Desires Heart Demon Tower flew out directly. The tower immediately suppressed the universe, and then the Human Emperor Banner in his hand spun around and instantly turned into a long banner.

The dark ghostly aura instantly filled the entire arena, with countless ghost shadows hidden in it.

The sword spirit carried seven sword intents and flew into the Seven Star Sword. The Seven Star Sword flashed into the dome and turned into countless seven-colored flying swords, with the sword tips pointing directly downwards.

Then, Yi Jue's figure flashed and he appeared not far away. A mirror was hovering above his head. The rich power of vitality and the power of death were swirling around his body, transforming into a Yin-Yang Tai Chi wheel.

In a place that Mo Yin could not see, the Heart Controlling Lotus occupied the entire sea of ​​consciousness. Countless roots were deeply rooted in the sea of ​​consciousness, shining with light, as if it was immune to all evil.

With one move, four top-level magic weapons covered the void.

As Yi Jue made a pinch of the seal, the Heart Demon Tower directly enveloped the three of them. Endless demonic sounds rang in their ears, and illusions emerged one after another. The three's ability to move was mostly restricted in an instant.

Countless colored swords and countless ghosts attacked the three people back and forth, but they could not break the defense of the Yin-Yang Mirror. (End of this chapter)