The Strongest Copy Cultivation System

Chapter 47
The two who spoke were exactly one of the mainstays of Zhao Meng, Kang Qian and Huo Yan.

These two people, one with the seventh level of Nascent Soul and the other with the sixth level, are already existences covering the sky with one hand in Xianwu Academy.

"Xiao Fu, help me to analyze quickly, what are my chances of winning against these two people?"

Feeling threatened, Qin Yun was already ready for a vicious fight. After all, he needed to develop and could not always rely on the system. Only his own strength was the biggest reliance.

"The system detects that the host has a 50% winning rate against the last person alone, and there is another Nascent Soul at the fourth level, and the winning rate is less than 20%."

The systematic answer made Qin Yun's heart sink a little. Taking a deep breath, the revolver fairy spear was in his hand, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword was on standby, and the blood-destroying blade was ready to be sacrificed at any time.

"Several seniors, today I, Qin Yun, will show you what a leapfrog kill is."

In less than ten breaths, Qin Yun shot in vain, and the revolver fairy gun burst out a stream of light with a bang, and the target of the shot was Lu Xuzi.

"Hehe, the old man has studied this weird magic weapon of yours!"

Lu Xuzi taunted, his body shook suddenly, and his Taoist robe turned into a big bell to cover himself without any wind.

hum!
The trembling sound stirred up memories, and the spiritual energy bombs exploded in all directions. Lu Xunzi was not injured at all, but the three Golden Core cultivators beside him were blown to pieces amidst screams.

"Congratulations to the host for killing three opponents, gaining 450 replication points and 900 experience points..."

Qin Yun didn't succeed in the first blow, Qin Yun had expected it long ago, he didn't even look at Lu Xuzi, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword whirled, and killed Kang Qian and Huoyan Daoist.

"Hey, it's interesting to dare to take the initiative!"

There was disdain in Kang Qian's eyes, and with every gesture, a shocking coercion came over the face, causing Qin Yun, who was galloping, to stop, and backed up again and again while his face was flushed.

"The coercion of divine consciousness..."

Before Qin Yun didn't have spiritual consciousness, he only felt that his strength was severely suppressed when he confronted the Nascent Soul cultivator. It turned out that it was precisely because the Nascent Soul cultivator possessed spiritual consciousness.

Even for ordinary Jindan cultivators, Nascent Soul experts should use the coercion of their spiritual sense to crush them into slag.

"Hey, you know the gap between Jindan and Yuanying, you can't stand the coercion of the divine sense, let alone the use of magical powers." Helping is completely overkill.

"Bahuang, Jiejian!"

Qin Yun didn't listen to what Kang Qian said at all, the spinning Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword turned upside down, and suddenly flew towards Kang Qian's back heart with a trace of power of Heaven Tribulation.

Sensing a hint of threat, Kang Qian turned around, raised and pushed with one hand, and an illusory long rope appeared.

The long rope carried infinite lightning, and crashed into the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword.

when!
Under the crisp sound of metal joining, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword trembled slightly, and then the power of the Heavenly Tribulation rose sharply. In the shock, the illusory long cable shattered directly, and that trace of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation turned into a thunderbolt as thick as a pinky finger. La fell.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

Surprise appeared on Kang Qian's face, but he burst into laughter instantly: "This sword actually has the power of Heavenly Tribulation, but this level of Heavenly Tribulation can only scratch an itch."

While speaking, Kang Qian directly stretched out his five fingers to grab it, and he grabbed the thunder that fell instantly in his hand, and after a hard pinch, it disappeared in ashes.

"If you have some skills, then let the old man send you on your way."

Daoist Huoyan, who had not moved all this time, showed greed in his eyes, and he also took a fancy to Qin Yun's Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword. With a flash of his figure, he appeared in front of Qin Yun.

boom!
With one palm strike, the spiritual power of Qin Yun's five golden cores skyrocketed, and he also punched them out.

With the two fists facing each other, Qin Yun stepped back ten feet, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he felt that his chest was blocked by a cloud of turbid air, which made his cultivation a little disordered.

As for the real Huoyan, he stood there with a trace of surprise, as if he couldn't figure out how Qin Yun could take his own punch.

"Okay, divine sense, change!"

One blow failed to kill Qin Yun, but Huoyan Daoist was already on fire, and his spiritual consciousness poured out all over the sky, forming a cage, closing towards Qin Yun with lightning speed.

"God sense, I have it too!"

Qin Yun said coldly, and the consciousness in his soul scattered away, but the moment he met Huoyan's consciousness, his mind hummed in vain, and he almost fell over.

"No, my consciousness is too different from theirs."

In great shock, Qin Yun's Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword flew back in an instant, and at the same time, he unleashed his Earthquake Demon Fist, forming a sky-shattering ravine.

Boom boom boom!
In the ravine, among the Golden Core cultivators who were standing guard in all directions to prevent Qin Yun from escaping, four more screamed and were dragged into the ravine until they were twisted to a bloody mess.

"Congratulations to the host for killing four opponents, gaining 600 replication points and 1200 experience points..."

This scene made Huoyan Daoist and others completely furious, and Kang Gan who flew over quickly shouted: "Stay away, he is no longer at the level of Jindan, you can't stop him at all..."

After the words fell, the remaining [-] or so Golden Core students backed away one by one, and they didn't stop until after Baizhang, all of them uttered panic.

"It's too perverted, senior Lu Xuzi brought us here to give him experience..."

"Fortunately, Senior Kang is wise, otherwise we would all die."

After these people pushed away, Daoist Kang Qian and Huoyan showed no mercy, and Lu Xuzi also killed him from another direction.

Three Nascent Soul powerhouses besieged and slaughtered a Jindan. If this scene was seen by outsiders, they would probably drop their jaws.

The three of them arrived in the blink of an eye, and more importantly, the transformation of Daoist Huoyan's consciousness had already arrived in front of him.

If he couldn't escape, he might have died under the net of spiritual consciousness, and there was no need for the three of them to make up for it.

What to do? What to do? What to do?
Qin Yun thought quickly, and under the lock of Master Huoyan's consciousness, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword in the distance was no longer within Qin Yun's control, and the blood-destroying blade had no chance to use it.

"I have spiritual consciousness. After being strengthened, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword can interact with my soul. The divine consciousness comes from the soul, and there is a catastrophe in the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword..."

At the critical juncture, Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat. In the association between his divine sense and the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword, a ray of light suddenly lit up in his eyes that were constantly in the cave.

"God consciousness, come out again!"

Qin Yun yelled loudly, and released his consciousness again. This time, all five of his golden core spiritual powers were blessed on his consciousness. The next moment, the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword in the distance faintly arose with him. A thread of connection.

"Since the sword intent is connected to my soul, can it be used by my spiritual consciousness!"

Gritting his teeth, Qin Yun abruptly controlled the Eight Desolation Tribulation Sword to burst out a trace of consciousness, and then he closed his eyes suddenly, using his consciousness to draw that trace of consciousness.

boom!
Once again, his spiritual consciousness came into contact with Huoyan Daoist's spiritual consciousness net, as if struck by lightning, Qin Yun's soul seemed to penetrate the void and appear above the sky.

(End of this chapter)