God-level Replication System

Not long after, Lin Xuan, Bai Yingu, both entered the No. 1 arena and stood opposite each other.

Lin Xuan's eyes swept across Baiyin Valley, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

At the moment of thinking, the opponent's attribute panel appeared in front of him.

Swish!

"Name: Baiyingu."

"Cultivation base: the first floor of Yuanhaijing."

"Talents: Void cultivation talent, crystal strength talent, crystal speed talent, imaginary yin and dark talent, crystal wind attribute talent, mysterious sharp metal talent, mysterious red fire attribute talent, mysterious green wood attribute talent, Crystal-grade thick soil attribute talent, crystal-grade heavy-water attribute talent, profound-grade flying talent, and crystal-grade cloud fog talent.”

"Martial arts: Yin Ming Yun Sha Gong (top tenth grade, entry), Yin Sha palm (top ten grade, entry), Yin Ming Blood Devouring Transformation (lower secret technique, entry), Yin Sha Shattering Fist (tenth grade middle grade) , Getting Started), Cloudy Skywalking (Tenth-Order Middle Grade, Getting Started)..."

"Artistic conception: 80% yin and dark, 70% half wind, 70% cloud, 70% gold, 60% wood, 60% fire, 70% water, 70% half earth mood."

"Treasures: None."

Looking at the attribute panel of Baiyingu, Lin Xuan's expression was also condensed.

"Yin Ming talent! Secret method!"

Originally, Lin Xuan did not intend to waste too many energy points on the top ten.

After all, Murong Xingyue was a high-grade treasure.

Not to mention that there are only tens of millions of energy points on him, even a few hundred million may not be enough.

But now, it has to consume some more.

"The Demon Dao Sect, we have to guard against it!"

Lin Xuan murmured in his heart.

This is also one of his biggest shortcomings at the moment.

You can't let it go.

Only by knowing more about the precautions can you be sure that you will be foolproof.

Mind a move.

"Ding, consume 3 million energy points, copy it successfully, and get [Void Item Yin Ming Talent]."

"Ding, consume 3 million energy points, copy successfully, get [Yin Mingyun Sha Gong (Tenth-Order High Grade, Beginner)]."

"Ding, consume 200,000 energy points, copy it successfully, and get [Eighty percent Yin and Ming mood]."

"..."

In an instant, he copied all the treasures that were of high rank and fancy on Bai Yingu's body.

Immediately, select Use.

His talent has already been upgraded to the king rank, and after integrating a few treasures of the highest virtual rank, there is no obvious aura fluctuation.

Don't worry about attracting ulterior motives.

Immediately, a thin stream of yin and cold poured into the body and was quickly absorbed.

At the same time, several martial arts copied from Baiyingu also consume energy points, and combine them with his major martial arts.

In less than one breath, all of this is done.

A gleam of light flashed across Lin Xuan's eyes.

"I see!"

opposite.

Bai Yingu also looked at Lin Xuan, smiled grimly, and said:

"Lin Xuan, finally let me fight you.

Your luck is over.

It's time for me to stop here! "

After speaking, Bai Yingu did not wait for Lin Xuan to reply, and then shot.

"Yin Sha palm!"

With a low drink, a palm slammed out.

In an instant, the gloomy wind was blowing, and the light in the entire arena dimmed.

The sound of ghost crying and wolf howling escaped, making people's heart feel numb and their scalp numb.

A grey-black palm print with a size of dozens of feet condensed out, descended from the sky, and crushed it towards Lin Xuan.

As if the sky is falling, the power is extremely terrifying.

The power is scattered in all directions, making the warriors in the early Yuanhai realm within a radius of more than ten miles, their hearts tremble and their faces turn white.

It was as if he felt some kind of terror.

His eyes were full of fear, and his whole body was trembling.

This is the power of Yin Ming mood.

Merely spreading the power is enough to make him feel fearful and less willing to fight than a warrior of the same level or weaker.

The high-level forces of the major forces on the field, the warriors of the late Yuanhai realm, and even the warriors with higher cultivation, all spread the power.

Dispel this shadowy mood.

Everyone is better off and recovers.

Looking at Baiyingu on the arena, I couldn't help but be afraid for a while, and my heart was very horrified.

Even the power of artistic conception is so terrifying.

It is unimaginable to what extent the power of its real attack is.

Everyone is looking forward to this match even more.

Although Baiyingu was not as strong as Ruo Linxuan and Murong Xingyue, it showed a battle strength comparable to the top three.

But it is also a continuous winning streak. Since the start of the Xuanyuan Ranking Tournament, there has never been a defeat.

No one dared to decide who would win and who would lose in this duel.

And this palm is the martial arts that Baiyingu defeated Chen Yunyan before.

Bai Yingu's first move was to use it, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to Lin Xuan.

Everyone's eyes gathered in the past, waiting for the development of this battle.

on the ring.

This yin and dark mood spread, and it naturally enveloped Lin Xuan.

But this Yin-Ming mood, which could affect even the early Yuanhai Realm, had no effect on Lin Xuan at all.

It seems that it doesn't exist.

Lin Xuan's aura didn't change at all, and his expression remained flat.

When Bai Yingu noticed the scene, his pupils shrank, and his expression became more solemn.

At this time, the huge gray-black Yin Nether palm print has already fallen.

Lin Xuan looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, starting with the sword of silence.

"broken!"

A sword was cut out, and a gray sword glow flew out.

Tear!

In an instant, the grey-black Yin-Nether palm print, which was dozens of meters long, was divided into two.

Again, the sharp aura emanating from the gray sword glow was torn into countless pieces and scattered away.

It didn't cause any damage to Lin Xuan.

Seeing this, Bai Yingu's expression sank.

This was a palm that defeated the top ten arrogant Chen Yunyan, but it was torn apart so easily by Lin Xuan, without any effect.

It is worthy of being one of the biggest super dark horses in this year's Xuanyuan Ranking Tournament.

"Lin Xuan, your strength is indeed very strong!

However, in this duel, the winner will still be me! "

Bai Yingu snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, in an instant, countless gray-black mist spewed out from his body.

Spread out in all directions.

But in the breath, the entire arena is enveloped in it.

At this moment, the entire ring No. 1 was enveloped by a gray-black mist.

There is endless evil spirit surging in it.

However, everyone on the field could no longer see the scene inside.

Can only hear the sound coming from it.

The surrounding warriors were shocked when they saw this scene.

Before, when Baiyingu faced off against Leijue Mountain, this martial art was used.

It only took a few minutes until the gray-black mist dissipated again.

Lei Jueshan was already defeated.

Now in the duel in Baiyin Valley, Lin Xuan, who was stronger than Lei Jue Mountain, used this strange martial art again.

What will be the result?

Everyone was staring at the ring, waiting.

At this time, even Yuanhaijing warriors could only vaguely see two figures.

It is also impossible to see the crystal formation.