The blue world is so profound that it makes people feel despair.

The group of cultivators who entered Shuiyue Cave Heaven were called trial-takers, but in fact they were just insignificant existences in the Cangqing World.

The fact that they were thrown into this world already shows their awkward position.

To put it nicely, they are trial-takers; to put it bluntly, they are fertilizer.

Even the so-called descendants of the Twelve Origins are fertilizers.

They are all fertilizers that nurture the [Flower of Tao].

If there is any difference between these core descendants of the Twelve Origins and ordinary cultivators in the Cangqing World, it is that they become fertilizer at this time, or they will become fertilizer in the next world.

But even this group of cultivators who were regarded as fertilizer still made the cultivators in Shuiyue Cave Heaven feel tremendous pressure.

If only nine of the twelve origin forces take action, Long Bo and his men will not be able to deal with them.

The four most powerful origins, namely [Holy Gate], [Eternal Life Temple], [Only Me] and [Paradise Gate], would have collapsed if Yin Zhong and his men had not been trapped in the traps set in advance by Heaven.

Yin Zhong resisted the princes of Yan and Qing, Long Bo entangled Tang Fei and Jue Qing Dao of Jilemen, and Wang Mingwu Dao's clone held back Guan Chen of Changsheng Temple.
The situation between the three parties can be stabilized not because Yin Zhong and his team are powerful, but because of the infinite blue bar.

There is a skill cooldown time in the game, but there is naturally no cooldown time problem in reality. The only things that affect the frequency of skill casting are the amount of energy in the body and the time it takes to cast a skill.

Being able to resist such a person, it seems that Wang Ming and Yin Zhong have made great efforts, but in fact, the real MVP player is Tiandao.

Without the unlimited mana bars it provides, how could Wang Ming and his men face the foreign coalition forces that are as numerous as locusts?

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao also designed to seal the people from the Holy Sect, the Weiwo Dao, the Changsheng Temple, and the Jishen Dao. These four sects are the four most powerful forces outside the domain.

"You just used [Nine Sky Boundless] again, and it seems your power is a little exhausted. Why don't you take back your clone and let me deal with this bald donkey!" Zhao Yun suggested through voice transmission.

When the foreign coalition forces were caught off guard, Wang Ming drained all the energy of heaven and earth in his body, gathered most of the martial arts truths he had comprehended and deduced, and created the Nine Boundaries.

Jiukong Wujie is also a temporary extra-dimensional space, where countless martial arts clones of Wang Ming gather. The most important thing is that this time, among the sealed people, there are no core descendants of the Twelve Origin Forces.

In the absence of trial-takers from the divine realm, those who were put into [Nine Sky Boundless] were in danger.

The Buddhist disciple Guanchen saw it all and became very anxious.

He really wanted to rescue the sealed coalition forces, but there was something more urgent that he needed to do, which was to interrupt Yin Tianqi and accept the process of Heavenly Dao initiation.

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "No need!"

"You should preserve your strength first and be ready to deal with any unexpected events at any time."

Zhao Yun was puzzled and asked, "Accident?"

"Are you worried that there will be more powerful enemies coming in?"

Wang Ming said: "Accident!"

"It doesn't have to be a strong enemy, it's not impossible that we have our own people."

"It won't hurt to be on guard."

Zhao Yun was silent. She was also a very insightful person, and after a brief explanation, she understood what Wang Ming meant.

When external pressure disappears, internal conflicts begin.

Will Yin Zhong launch a sneak attack in order to gain more powerful strength?
After hearing what Wang Ming said, Zhao Yun no longer planned to fight with all his strength and just watched the battle ahead quietly.

The figure formed by Wang Ming's energy had a mess of yellow hair and a naked upper body. His figure was not that of a big guy with particularly developed muscles, but rather well-proportioned!
He had a body with a well-balanced balance of muscle and fat, and his skin was golden and hard. When you struck on it, it made a sound like the sound of a morning bell.

"A steel-clad man can't break a naughty boy, but he can beat a bald donkey and turn him into a dog."

While fighting, he muttered some rhymes, which made Guan Chen, who was fighting with him, very angry.

Zhao Yun looked at this man and felt that he was a little unserious, so he asked, "Why do each of your martial spirit clones have different wills?"

Wang Mingdao: "Martial arts are divine!"

"Every powerful martial art will bear the spiritual imprint of the person who created it."

"The longer a person practices a martial art, the more powerful he will become, but the person's spirit will also be more affected by the person who teaches him the martial art."

"This kind of change is not accomplished in a short period of time, but is accomplished quietly and imperceptibly, making it difficult for people to detect."

"When I turned to cultivating immortality, I also had this in mind."

Zhao Yun thought for a while after hearing this and said, "I also practiced the technique, why am I not affected?"

Wang Ming looked at Zhao Yun and said, “The skills I gave you were carefully selected and practiced by me.

Both [Innate Qi] and [Dreamlike Infinity] have been modified by me to remove the side effects."

When Wang Ming said this, there was something he didn't say in his mind. That is, the [Innate Qi] modified by Wang Ming did not have the spiritual imprint of the person who created the technique.

but,

However, she had Wang Ming's spiritual imprint, so the more Zhao Yun practiced the skills given by Wang Ming, the more she became less willing to cause trouble. Like Wang Ming, she hid in the dark and watched Long Bo and others stir up trouble.

“Didn’t you ask me why my martial arts clones all have different mental and personalities?” Wang Ming pointed at the fighting Cheng Shifei.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun sat up straight and concentrated on listening to what Wang Ming had to say. She was also worried about being affected by her martial arts.

Wang Ming said slowly: "When I first created this magical power, it was to create a large-scale move."

“At the beginning, it was indeed a clone of my face, but as time passed, the martial arts spirit imprint in my acupoints automatically deduced the progress of the technique.

My spiritual imprint also slowly changed."

"You said this dishonest guy is called Cheng Shifei. My "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art" comes from him, and his skills come from his father."

"Cheng Shifei doesn't have the ability to imprint his spirit into the martial arts, but his father, the undefeated brat Gu Santong, can."

"This martial arts clone is wearing the skin of Cheng Shifei, but his inner character is actually his father Gu Santong."

"If you want to get rid of this kind of thing, you must create your own skills." Wang Ming said.

It was during the time when Wang Ming and Zhao Yun were talking that the energy of Wang Ming's martial soul in non-physical form was finally consumed to a critical value, and its strength declined a lot.

The Buddhist disciple Guan Chen immediately took action and smashed it to pieces, but before he could get any closer to Yin Tianxue and the others in the barrier, another clone appeared in front of him.

The person standing in front of Buddhist son Guan Chen was a man with a plain face and a calm personality. After he appeared, the temperature around him dropped a lot.

Even the feet of Buddhist disciple Guan Chen were frozen. After this martial spirit appeared, it directly attacked it. Zhao Yun said: "Contains attributes? What kind of martial arts is this."

Wang Ming absorbed the infinite vitality of heaven and earth provided by the Heavenly Dao, and said: "【Sky Frost Fist】This skill emphasizes the incompatibility of forces, and is extremely fierce. There are punches within punches, moves within moves, and the killing intent is in one breath, which is invincible."

Zhao Yun asked, "Did you learn martial arts from this guy who's doing boxing?"

Wang Ming said: "No! This guy is called Qin Shuang. Although he is one of my disciples, he has studied the [Heavenly Frost Fist] the most deeply."

【Sky Frost Fist】 was so powerful and sharp that it suppressed the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen.

"Zhao Yun!"

"I don't know where you learned these tricks, but it's crazy to think that you can stop me with them."

"And I have seen through the weakness of your move."

"The clones you created with all your strength do have your divine cultivation, but their methods are limited, and the spiritual energy in their bodies is reduced as you use it."

"Hahahaha!!!" Buddhist disciple Guanchen laughed wildly.

Wang Ming's face remained silent, and then two streams of light shot out from Wang Ming's body.

next moment,
A man with a ramen-like hair and a black cloak and a cold face appeared. His martial arts were murderous, like a tidal wave, unpredictable like the wind and clouds, real and unreal, and no one could be defeated by his palm.

Buddhist disciple Guan Chen faced the [Sky Frost Fist] with ease and composure, but he immediately showed signs of weakness after the man in the black cloak appeared.

The martial soul in the black cloak has a martial arts skill with the attribute of water vapor. Wherever his palm strikes, the surrounding air is filled with moist water vapor.

After the ubiquitous water vapor failed to attack the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen, the cold air of the [Sky Frost Fist] used the water vapor to quickly condense into ice, and soon the Buddhist disciple Guan Chen's speed slowed down.

At this time,
A figure as fast as lightning and as quick as a hurricane appeared. He attacked Guan Chen's face with his leg.

"when!"

Guanchen's golden Buddhist body withstood the kick, and the golden Buddha light on his face dimmed a little.

Just when the Buddhist disciple Guanchen decided to counterattack, the three martial souls launched attacks at the same time. Although they were using different martial arts, they coordinated with each other very well, and their martial arts cooperated with each other and their attributes also enhanced each other.

"Humph! You want to defeat me? You're still a little short."

"Such a fancy move. I will destroy each martial soul you produce. I want to see how many martial souls you have." The Buddhist disciple Guan Chen snorted coldly and swept the gilded Zen staff across, avoiding the entanglement of three martial souls.

Just when he was about to use a big move, a figure dropped from the sky and forcibly interrupted his spell.

After this martial spirit appeared, it fought with Guan Chen for more than thirty moves in an instant.

Guan Chen wanted to curse at this martial spirit. Although they fought for more than 30 moves, they only did three moves.

A kick in the crotch, a slap in the face, and a punch in the heart.

The damage of the big slap is average, and it can't break his Buddhist golden body. But the damage is not high, it's disgusting!
He was the spokesperson of this generation of Huasheng Temple, one of the twelve origin forces of the Cangqing World, but he was slapped in the face by hundreds of millions of people. How could he face people when the news got out?

What really hurt him were the kicks to the crotch and the punches to the heart.

Kicking the crotch!
Any martial arts master would sneer at this, but they are all practicing hard in secret.

No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can be knocked down with one kick.

Although Guan Chen was a monk, he felt a little nervous after being hit in the lower body for more than ten times in a row, and he was worried that there would be some sequelae.

"How could a woman summon such big men, and so shameless at that?" Guan Chen complained.

Moreover, Guan Chen looked at the man in front of him with a fierce and domineering look, and was immediately shocked: "This martial soul has appeared before, and it has destroyed your martial soul, but it will not affect your second summoning of souls."

Zhao Yun heard Guan Chen's words and also noticed the martial spirit in the battle: "Isn't this the Xiong Ba from before?"

Wang Ming said calmly: "If there is no infinite energy supply from the Heavenly Dao, it can only be used once in battle, regardless of whether the enemy explodes or not."

When Guan Chen is not concentrating, Wuhun Xiongba will use a set of smooth little combos.

First, he kicked Guan Chen in the crotch, and the sharp power of the kick made Guan Chen feel like a wind blowing through his inner chamber, chilling his brother. He was unwilling to resist the kick, so he immediately blocked it with a palm.

Wuhun Xiongba immediately slapped him in the face, but Guanchen raised his hand with a dark face and blocked it again.

Then he put his palm back to block the punch aimed at his chest, but the punch that was supposed to hit his chest deviated in direction and turned from a fist to a finger, poking directly into his eyeball.

"Not good!" Guan Chen immediately realized that he had been misled and wanted to dodge immediately. However, something unexpected happened. The power of Wuhun Xiongba's finger was extremely strong. It pierced through Guan Chen's palm that was blocking his eyes.

"what--"

"Damn it, you tried to trick me. Your martial soul is best at not fists, palms or legs, but finger strength." Guan Chen covered his bleeding eye and looked at Zhao Yun viciously.

Wuhun Xiongba, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng stood in front of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun sat on the bronze chariot, looking down at Guan Chen and said, "You have a huge army of cultivators, and I have a spirit that can be resurrected infinitely. Let's see who can outlast the other."

When Zhao Yun finished speaking, several streams of light burst out from the car and surrounded Zhao Yun.

"Have you ever seen snow falling on the earth?"

A pleasant female voice appeared in Guan Chen's ears, and then he saw two women attacking him.

"Dang! Dang!"

When he blocked the two swords, a middle-aged man holding a sword fell on his head and shouted "Kill the God with one sword".

The two women immediately changed their knife stance, rolled over and appeared on both sides of Guan Chen, stabbing Guan Chen's kidneys with their knives.

Guan Chen's speed was not as fast as the three swordsmen who suddenly appeared, and he knew that he could not avoid them by dodging.

"Ho!"

With a light shout, Guanchen Fomenjin once again blocked the three sword strikes that should have been fatal.

"die!"

Guan Chen kicked the two beautiful women with his legs, turning them into energy factors.

The gilded Zen staff in his hand broke the long sword of the middle-aged man in front of him, and when he was about to smash it with a palm, a bright sword light pierced through the middle-aged man's heart.

The sudden move startled Guan Chen. It was too late to activate his golden body, so he could only try his best to avoid the fatal blow. (End of this chapter)