These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1180 One Man Against Prehistoric Pressure

There was silence between heaven and earth. Even the prehistoric immortals stood up one by one in shock. Our invincible covenant, which was specifically designed to restrain the opponent, was actually copied. And the opponent was using it more flexibly?
This combination of magical powers is indeed a bit outrageous, and theoretically it is invincible.

Even the painter next to him showed a trace of surprise:

"You must be kidding me. Isn't this the test product of the invincible diagram that I developed in Jiuzhou before? But that diagram had a fatal flaw. This guy actually made up for it?"

The artist had previously studied a perfect, invincible combination chart of the ten magical powers.

As someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder, he naturally planned to create a magical power genealogy based on the copying magical power of the Masking Era as the core.

In his eyes, this is what invincibility looks like.

No matter how powerful the opponent's magical powers are, if you copy him first and then defeat him by numbers, you will be invincible.

But he had the same problem as Ning Zheng.

After copying, you only have other people's magical powers but no corresponding skills to use them, which makes you weaker.

So he studied the fire, trying to burn the enemy's knowledge and perfectly match it with the mask.

However, he soon discovered the flaw in Xinhuo's magical power. If the other party was not prepared, he could indeed steal their knowledge.

But with defense and encryption, you have to burn the person to death to get all kinds of information about him. It is not that you can obtain the other party's magical powers and advanced application skills by burning his hair and skin.

This creates a paradox.

I want to burn him to death and obtain his knowledge so that I can copy it and defeat him.

But I can burn him to death? Why should I copy him?

"How did he do it? Even Xinhuo couldn't do it, how did he copy it?" Unlike Immortal Chang Zhen who suspected that it was Xinhuo, the painter knew that Xinhuo definitely couldn't do it.

The artist also came up with a deduction: "Yes, it must be used in conjunction with Shadow Crocodile, hitting the opponent's bubble man, and then burning the opponent's bubble man, maybe it will succeed."

Obviously, in reality, Shadow Crocodile cannot be that exaggerated.

If Ning Zheng were here, she would answer him like this: What do you mean by plagiarism? I directly copied his magical power, and then relied on my extraordinary talent to gain instant enlightenment, developed his magical power, and then defeated him!

Before, Shadow Crocodile only had a single magical power. Ning Zheng perfectly demonstrated the combination of his ten magical powers for the first time, which caused the discussion among cultivators in the past, future, and even parallel worlds to reach a peak.

Looking at the image on the other side, Lunmu Immortal Venerable hesitated and said: "He really has some background. This guy, in theory, will be invincible in the same level in the future."

"Copying is useless. If you can't use the copied magical power, your combat power will be even weaker. The most exaggerated thing about him is that he can understand your magical skills in an instant. Is this what Xinhuo did? No matter how you think about it, it can't be that exaggerated, right?"

Xinshui Xianzun frowned and said, "He has become another Changzhen Xianzun. For now, we can only win by numbers."

"Then send out the army."

After Ning Zheng slaughtered a Changzhen Immortal Venerable, he silently felt the surging power in his body, and countless fortunes came to him.

In the past era.

One after another, extremely powerful figures descended from the sky.

Short truth, Ding truth, Ding truth
Each of them is a Changzhen Immortal Venerable. Like Jiumuqing, after arriving in the future, they split into a bunch of messy independent selves.

"Waste, are you going to die like this?" An arrogant figure with his arms folded snorted coldly.

"Humph, there is no such thing as a sneak attack in our battle. You won a round, but there are countless of us. When countless of us fight each other, the outcome will be close to a stable perfect probability."

Chang Zhen Xianzun from a child's timeline said, "So, are you ready for a real battle?"

An old Immortal Chang Zhen said:
"Your Excellency has a copying type of magical power, right?"

"The Holy Covenant was copied 800 times, but this is a meaningless number." "Copied things are just copies after all. You don't have the magical power of the Holy Covenant Law. You can't prove your truth and take that step."

"You are Xirong's deputy owner? You copied us temporarily. Who do you think you are fighting? Pirated things! Only a part of our power. When there are 800 of us, the power of the genuine ones will exceed yours."

Ning Zheng didn't even look at them. She blew lightly and instantly the dozen or so Changzhen Immortals in front of her turned into ashes.

These immortals do not cultivate their bodies and their true bodies are very weak. They just plunder oaths and graft other people's believers onto themselves.

They borrow the power of heaven and earth, live as notaries, are pure mages, are thieves who occupy the nest of others, and fight like cuckoos.

"You steal the authority of destiny, and I will steal the authority of destiny, let's see who can steal more."

Ning Zheng hummed softly, and the sound rolled and spread throughout the surrounding nebula.

"I do not have any specially prepared divine power of the covenant, so I cannot prove your lineage."

"But beating the man to death is fine."

"I'll just kill you one by one and buy time with you."

The sound grew louder and louder, gradually echoing throughout the heaven and earth.

The voice echoed in everyone's heart, mortals, monks, countless powerful people, and in all the worlds.

"Everyone, this is Xirong."

A voice echoed in everyone's mind.

"You are presented with an unprecedented opportunity."

"The way of the sworn master, others are welcome to plunder this type of magical power to prove this path."

"Myriad beasts, and everyone else in the world, do you have any ideas about this? Go fight for it, go prove it, and fight for the vast and boundless future."

"And I will stop him for you."

"Except for outsiders from the past, I will not stop anyone who has achieved this path and wants to become the Oath-Lord Celestial Immortal Venerable."

Between heaven and earth, countless people gasped when watching this scene.

This golden god copied the other party's magical powers, and used their methods to pull, stalemate, and tug-of-war with them. Then he waited for his future monks to prove this.

One person stopped all living things, delayed prehistory? To buy time for the world to step into this path?

Originally, the frivolous and arrogant Chang Zhen Xianzun was completely enraged upon hearing this, and glared at Ning Zheng fiercely:

"Do you think you can stop me? A copy is a copy, and an inferior product is an inferior product. With the same power and level, do you think you can beat me?"

"Whether I win or not, I will stop you at the cost of my life." Ning Zheng smiled, "If I can't prove it, then you can forget about it either."

The words fell.

The two sides began to fight and pull each other for the right to control destiny.

The authority of Xirong, Shenting, and Foguo's believers was transferred to Ning Zheng's side for a while, then to the other side, and then divided equally between them.
The opponent's numerical advantage could not be fully utilized for a while.

Because Ning Zheng took out the Shadow Crocodile magical power, fought in a group battle, madly exploded the ember bubbles of these armies, and then transformed into his own army and joined in.

Ning Zheng fought more and more, and the numbers on both sides continued to increase.

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement. This multi-dimensional soul battle, the war of endless multi-dimensional clones, finally broke out.

(End of this chapter)