Chapter 1081
However, his clones are different from Ning Feng. Each of Ning Feng's clones possesses the peak combat power of the original.
However, Shi Hao's clones are only close to the original body in terms of combat power. As there are more clones, their combat power will become lower and lower.
This needs to be compensated by improving one's realm.
Every drop of blood that flowed out turned into a clone of Shi Hao.
Soon, more than ten clones of Shi Hao appeared in this space. Although their strength was not as good as Shi Hao himself, their combined combat power was extremely powerful.
"Ok?"
"interesting."
The White Bone Great Sage originally just had a joking attitude, but seeing that several people had actually held on until now.
And with this level of realm, he was able to hold off ten White Bone Martial Saints, which really surprised him.
He thought that several people would be killed instantly.
boom,
Ning Feng attacked frantically.
At the same time, Shi Hao also blocked it with his clone.
In the end, Song Tianshu, the weakest one, became more relaxed and no longer as embarrassed as before, as the two of them had no energy to help him.
Because he discovered that his ancient characters could actually hurt the Skeleton Martial Saint.
As he fought back, the ancient text kept suppressing him.
Soon, tiny cracks appeared on the bones of one of the skeleton martial saints, making it look extremely creepy.
However, it's not over yet.
Seeing that this was effective, Song Tianshu kept typing out ancient characters, piling them up on the body of the Skeleton Martial Saint.
A large number of ancient characters appeared, forming a formation unique to the Song family. Soon, the two skeletons were beaten without any chance to fight back.
Click,
Finally, ten minutes were up.
Ning Feng chopped off the head of a skeleton martial saint with one knife. Seeing that the time was up, the remaining four skeletons retreated on time.
As for the two skeletons in front of Song Tianshu, they were actually suppressed by a large number of ancient characters.
At this time, a large number of ancient characters were suppressed on the two skeletons, like a small mountain.
It looks both funny and sad.
Although they persisted for ten minutes, White Bone Great Sage immediately became interested in them.
He spoke curiously, "Your fighting ability is not what you should have at your level."
"It seems that your talents are not as bad as you thought."
"interesting."
As he spoke, blood light appeared on the body of the White Bone Great Sage. Then, he shouted in a low voice, "Some parts of the inheritance were originally going to be destroyed. I'll give you one chance."
boom,
In front of the Great Sage White Bones, a chasm like a natural moat appeared, and a dense army of white bones fell to the ground in the middle like dumplings.
He staggered towards the few people.
Ning Feng and others saw that the bones of this army of skeletons were covered with dense sword and knife marks.
It is not difficult to imagine that some very fierce fighting had taken place.
But the waves of evil energy that were madly bubbling out from the cracks between bones made people feel cold in their hearts.
This is a group of terrifying monsters.
boom,
In an instant, the army of bones overwhelmed them like a tide, leaving them no chance to respond.
……
After half an hour,
The army of bones retreated like a tide, but the few figures standing at the scene still stood like monuments.
Ning Feng was just a little embarrassed, but not seriously injured.
Shi Hao was seriously injured, but he was okay.
The purple-gold dragon shrank into a purple ball. His skin was thick and tough, so it was impossible for him to get hurt.
The only one lying down was Song Tianshu.
He lay on the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, but he was spitting out blood foam with a smile on his face, "Alive, still alive, there is a chance to inherit, hahahaha."
"Damn it, I paid such a high price, it would be a big loss if the inheritance is not given to me."
Song Tianshu glanced at Ning Feng and Shi Hao.
Among these three, he is the weakest, and the probability of him obtaining the inheritance is estimated to be very low, but he still has no intention of giving up.
In martial arts, you must fight.
Even if he is the weakest, so what? As long as he is alive, he has a chance.
"Go back."
The White Bone Great Sage's hands shook slightly.
The nine White Bone Martial Saints leaped back one after another and returned to his white bone arms. Some squatted, some leaned, and some sat, wiping the white bone knives leisurely.