The seal is getting lower and lower, and its range is getting smaller and smaller, constantly condensing!
That power of thunder also congealed together!
It seems like all the power is concentrated in one place!
At last, the Benlei Palm shrunk to the size of a human hand and covered the old demon's head!
All the power of lightning condensed into one place, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck down!
The most powerful thing about the Ben Lei Palm isn't the strength of its palm strike, but the constantly surging electric power within its palm!
"Ah…………"
As this bolt of lightning struck down, the old demon finally let out a shrill scream!
This proves that the Blazing Thunder Palm inflicted excruciating pain on this old demon!
The Blazing Thunder Palm slowly vanished, and at that moment a pitch-black hole appeared on the old demon's chest!
Even with such harm, the old demon's residual soul could recover in the fastest time, after all, he no longer had a physical body!
But this time, the large hole blasted out by the Sky Thunder Palm could not recover at all!
Looking at the pitch-black hole on his chest, the old demon's eyes were filled with disbelief!
This Thunderclap Palm is not his own brother's technique, because he knows that Chen Ping, a mere nascent soul cultivator, could not possibly possess such a palm technique.
Astonishing, utterly astonishing!
Now the old demon realized, he had underestimated Chen Ping far too much!
Chen Ping shocked him time and time again!
"This time, that old demon is surely dead, right?"
Chen Ping looked at the old demon, feeling that this time he should be dead!
He didn't die, not even this could take his life!
The old man finished speaking, and with a large hand grab, he directly lifted the old demon up!
"Brother, must you be so ruthless?"
The old demon looked at Chen Ping and said!
At this moment, the old demon's face was extremely ugly and contorted, his whole body covered in wounds, with a large hole in his chest!
Now the old devil's aura is much weaker, so he doesn't speak as arrogantly anymore!

He also wanted to use family ties to get the elder to spare his life!
"Until you are utterly destroyed, I shall not be content to simply fade away. Brothers, let us depart together."
The elder now had no family left, he only hoped to die with the old demon!
"You are shameless, utterly shameless! How did you create such realistic doppelgangers?"
I don't believe a small cultivator in the Hē Tǐ jìng realm would have avatars, let alone so many!
The old demon was unwilling to accept this. He didn't understand, how could Chen Ping, a mere nascent soul cultivator, have a clone?
Even at their peak, they couldn't have created this many clones!
<<<"Since you want to see, then I'll show you...">>>
The old man spoke slowly, then turned to Chen Ping and said, “You should learn more. Such a good sword technique, you've only learned the surface.”
Having said that, the elder controlled Chen Ping's body and slowly lifted the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
For a moment, countless golden lights burst forth from the Zhulong Sword!
"Nine Shadow Sword Technique, Final Form…………..."
With a cold snort, the light on the Dragon Slaying Sword instantly reached its peak!
The glaring light, making everyone unable to look straight at it!
The Dragon-Slaying Sword in Chen Ping's hand gently swung downwards, instantly cleaving the void and creating a rift!
One after another figure appeared, all wielding the Dragon-Slayer Sword, Chen Ping!
Every figure is so real!
These people followed Chen Ping exactly, even their expressions were perfect copies!
One!
Two!
Three!
…………
Nine figures all stood behind Chen Ping, adding up to ten Chen Pings, including his original body, each one exactly the same!
At the sight, everyone was astonished. They had never seen such a spectacle before!
"Illusion, this must be an illusion. Are you using magic to deceive me..."
The old devil looked at this scene and couldn't believe it.

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