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I Have Countless Clones

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger. "Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger." "Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!" "Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!" "Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!" ... "You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!" "What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?" "Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

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350 Chs

108 Spiritual Meridians (1)

Traductor: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Who's there?" Chai Liang frowned and asked harshly.

Everyone also raised their guard and looked at the person with unfriendly eyes.

They had just been tricked, so they were wary of anyone who suddenly appeared.

The Corpse Sect disciples who had just been robbed of their prey were incomparably angry. Seeing someone quietly arrive at the top of the mountain, the leader, Yu Youquan, immediately snorted coldly. He threw out a bone nail and shot it at the rough man like an arrow.

His Cursed Bone Nail was a superior-grade enchanted armament. With his cultivation level, ordinary ninth-stage Bright Aperture Stage cultivators wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

However, the burly man didn't dodge at all. He only sneered slightly. Only when the Cursed Bone Nail approached did he suddenly open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dark red fog.