Lemon Slices

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!"

I Have Countless Clones

In fact, he even hoped that the Blood Sea Sect would send more pursuers over.

In any case, with Lin Shen around, no matter how many pursuers there were, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

The more pursuers Lin Shen could kill, the less resistance they would face when they challenged the array.

The group was less than 15km away from the eye of the spirit cave.

They moved as fast as they could, and it only took them less than two hours to get there.

When they were a couple of kilometers away from the eye of the cave, everyone stopped in unison.

Even from a distance, they could feel the soaring cold aura in the air. They could even vaguely see that the sky above the large area of the cave was covered in a layer of gray.

"Nether Corpse Smoke Array…" A disciple couldn't help but swallow.

Xie Jingsheng's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Let's wait here!"

The Time Has Come (3)