The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 883 Battle Purple Inscription 1
Divided consciousness, it is not easy to use multiple magic weapons at the same time. Even if the cultivation level reaches the level of Ziming Demon Lord, he can use nearly a hundred magic weapons at the same time. Even so, because the consciousness is divided too much There are too many, so that the power of hundreds of magic weapons cannot be exerted to the extreme.

And even if the magic immortals can use the method of clone, it is completely different from Zao Wou-ki's technique of clone in nature.

Zao Wou-ki practiced the soul-splitting method, so that each clone could become an independent individual, with independent thinking and out-and-out supernatural powers.

The demon immortals, on the other hand, just divided part of their own cultivation base, condensed a clone body with demonic energy, and invested part of their spiritual consciousness. At best, they were just puppets and could not practice automatically. The soul-dividing Dafa ratio is not a level thing at all!

So when Zhao Wuji unleashed all his swords, Ziming Mozun didn't immediately understand what was going on, but when he saw it clearly, he was astonished to the extreme!

To be able to use tens of thousands of flying swords at the same time, how strong is this person's spiritual consciousness?
At the moment Ziming Demon Lord was taken aback, thunderbolts flashed suddenly in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and as he waved his hand, nine-colored thunder roared out, slashing wildly towards the black mist.

And the tens of thousands of flying swords also formed countless huge circles at the same time, waving towards the surrounding carpet like way!
"Want to break my esoteric magic fog? It's not that simple! Even if you have a strong spiritual sense, so what if you can perform such an attack at the same time? Let me tell you, no amount of magical powers can make up for the gap in realm! Go to hell! Boy! I'm not interested in you anymore, I'll kill you immediately!" Ziming Mozun was obviously enraged by Zhao Wuji's attack, and roared sharply.

"Really? I don't think a guy who only knows how to hide and attack others can be so powerful!" Zhao Wou-ki said mockingly with a twitch of his mouth.

The two confronted each other several times again, and in the end they were evenly matched, and no one could do anything to the other. This seriously hurt the self-esteem of Ziming Mozun, who thought he was superior!

It has never happened since ancient times that the Immortal King can compete with the Immortal Emperor!

(End of this chapter)