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Chapter 191 Special Spiritual Weapon! (Please subscribe and support)
"That's it?"

In the main hall, after Jiang Chuan confirmed from the mouse what the treasure was, he was still a little skeptical.

Because this is actually a portrait.

It was still a portrait, showing an old man with white hair and beard, very vivid and looking like a living person.

The most important thing is that there are words next to this portrait.

Wu Yazi!
Obviously, this is the portrait of the owner of this underground palace.

No wonder the monk made a mistake just now.

This portrait does not have any spiritual fluctuations. If Xiao Shu hadn't said it was a treasure, Jiang Chuan would definitely not care about it, let alone take it.

Who would go into someone else’s tomb to take someone’s portrait?
He is not a real archaeological expert. Like the monk, he must have taken something valuable.

This kind of portrait of a dead person, which does not have any spiritual fluctuations at all, can only be seen by someone with some special hobby.

"Master, this is it. I have a strong feeling. This painting must be extraordinary!"

The mouse confirmed it again, Jiangchuan thought about it, then reached out and took the painting down with one move.

Jiang Chuan didn't dare to take it.

It's someone else's cemetery, and now this portrait of himself is said to be some kind of treasure. The key is that there is not even a trace of spiritual energy. Jiang Chuan feels a little weird.

The divine consciousness passed through the painting.

Nothing unusual.

Jiangchuan tried to input magic power.

In an instant, something strange happened.

The whole portrait comes alive!

The portrait glowed and automatically floated in the air, and an old man's voice appeared.

"Alas, the eternity is but a dream!"

Jiang Chuan's scalp tingled, and he even picked up the little turtle and prepared to run away.

He's pretending to be dead!

No, he passed away and left no body behind. Now it must be a ghost!

But no matter what it is.

This is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Jiang Chuan felt a little scared and wanted to run away reflexively.

But Jiangchuan is fast, and this "painting" is even faster.

No, when it appeared in front of Jiangchuan again, it was no longer a painting.

A bronze mirror.

The figure in the mirror now is the same person in the portrait, except that he is alive now.

Jiang Chuan's eyes focused, and lightning flashed in his hands.

Jiang Chuan raised his hand and pressed the hand with lightning towards the mirror.

"Young man! How can you be so reckless!"

The old man's voice sounded again.

But at this moment Jiang Chuan ignored him completely.

Because his eyes were wide now.

In the mirror, a similar hand stretched out.

The same palm thunder, the same sleeves, even the arm size is exactly the same.

And soon, another Jiangchuan appeared in the mirror in front of Jiangchuan.

Exactly the same as Jiang Chuan, except that the eyes are silver without pupils and no divine light.

Jiang Chuan was shocked and knew he was in trouble.

This mirror is haunted.

It is a treasure, but it seems a little too precious.

Jiang Chuan retracted his fist with lightning, turned around and did a roundhouse kick.

"boom!"

Jiang Chuan on the opposite side blocked with both hands.

Jiang Chuan's expression changed slightly.

You know, now Jiang Chuan has not only broken through to the Golden Core stage, his body cultivation has also broken through to the Golden Body stage.

It is no exaggeration to say that a mountain can be broken by Jiang Chuan's kick, but the physical fitness of Jiang Chuan opposite him is no less than his own.

In other words, he really became himself.

He had his own physical training strength, and this kick was actually blocked directly.

He felt a little scared inside, but Jiang Chuan didn't have time to think about it now.

Fists and kicks were thrown at extremely fast speeds.

At this distance, it is impossible to use any magic, and there is no need to do so. If a Nascent Soul cultivator dares to get so close, Jiang Chuan is confident that he can kill him with one blow.

But now the one facing him is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, but another self.

The same golden body realm, the same extremely strong body, the same swift attack.

All of a sudden, the two figures in the hall turned into two flickering lights.

The sound of "bang bang" continued to be heard.

Jiangchuan is really feeling a little numb.

What the hell is this?

Is that thing a spiritual weapon?
But why does this spiritual weapon have the figure and voice of Wuyazi?

The more they fight, the more frightened they become. The key is that Jiang Chuan can use Shapeshift and Shadow Kill to defeat the opponent.

"boom!"

After another collision, Jiang Chuan suddenly flashed away.

He rushed towards the bronze mirror.

But in an instant, the silver-eyed fake body appeared in front of him as if it had teleported. At the same time, the old man's voice sounded again: "A little clever, but not much!"

His voice was a little amused: "To tell you the truth, if you don't deal with him today, you won't have a chance to get out. As for wanting to touch me, forget it!"

"Dry!"

Jiang Chuan's energy and blood have reached their limit.

Suddenly, Jiangchuan took out a fishing rod.

At the same time, the other side also took out an identical fishing rod.

"Hey, kid, what's this thing of yours? Did you take it out from Zifu? Your life magic weapon is actually a fishing rod?" The old man next to him was still talking, but Jiang Chuan ignored him now.

The soul-destroying silk and lure hook wrapped around the fishing rod were swung up directly by Jiang Chuan's swing.

When they fought again, the situation changed a little. Hooks were flying on both sides, and it was obvious that the opponent was not very used to fishing rods.

Anyone who can copy Jiangchuan can also copy Jiangchuan's magic power and blood, and even his own magic weapon.

But the other party was obviously unfamiliar with how to use this magic weapon.

Suddenly, Jiang Chuan saw a glimpse of something, and the next second the fishhook was directly wrapped around his waist.

The hook did not hook the meat but instead circled around and hooked onto the soul-destroying silk again.

Jiang Chuan knew his own situation well. His body was in the Golden Body Realm, and it was difficult for a fishhook to break through it, even if it was hooked, it could be easily torn apart.

So entanglement is the main thing.

And Jiang Chuan didn't give him time to struggle to escape.

After wrapping the Soul-Destroying Silk around his body, Jiang Chuan did not use the Silk's properties, because he had used it in the fight, and it obviously had no effect on the fake body.

He probably doesn't have a soul at all.

"Second fishing!"

With the cultivation level of Golden Body Realm and Golden Core Realm, Jiang Chuan used this move again, and his figure seemed to teleport!
In an instant, the fake body, which was about to burst out with its blood and energy to break free from the fishing line, was pulled forward and rushed forward.

"boom!"

With a punch in the face, the fake body that had just rushed over was knocked away, but it was still in the air and was pulled to fly in another direction.

Fishing method, Jiangchuan doesn't believe that he can do this.

Now Jiang Chuan doesn’t know whether he can do it or not, but he has already gained the absolute upper hand.

The fake body was like a yo-yo. After being entangled by the fishing line, it had no strength to resist at all.

He wanted to break free, but Jiang Chuan gave him neither time nor chance. He kept attacking with the second hook, pulling him over and then attacking him with punches and kicks.

Jiang Chuan felt a little bit sorry when he saw several teeth flying out.

After all, the other person has this handsome face of mine.

But after taking a look at the mirror on the side, Jiang Chuan clenched his teeth again in the midst of his busy schedule.

"MD, don't get this thing on yourself!"

He swore fiercely in his heart, but Jiang Chuan did not stop attacking.

After controlling him for twenty or thirty breaths.

Seizing the opportunity to knock him away again, Jiangchuan used the first hook.

There was a flash of lightning, and then he was numbed by the electric shock.

Due to the compulsory nature of the fishing method, even if the clone had a body that had reached the Golden Body Realm, it would not be able to withstand the electric shock.

"die!"

Jiang Chuan's figure flashed, but he did not attack the fake body. Instead, he slapped the bronze mirror floating in the air not far away.

The mysterious light was flowing, and the situation that Jiang Chuan imagined, that the bronze mirror would be knocked away or even broken, did not happen.

It didn't even move, it just flew in place and blocked Jiang Chuan's slap.

"Boy, you're very good. You're quite capable!"

The old man's face appeared in the bronze mirror again.

Just at this moment, suddenly, a divine sense quickly enveloped them.

"Mine, mine!"

As soon as the spiritual consciousness came over, it wanted to imprint it on the bronze mirror with a strong desire to possess it.

This is to make the bronze mirror recognize its owner.

"Hmph!" Jiang Chuan turned back suddenly.

Sure enough, the bald monk appeared outside the hall.

At this moment, his eyes were burning, and there was only the bronze mirror in his eyes, and there was also a hint of panic.

Because his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate at all.

The layer of mysterious light outside the bronze mirror not only blocked Jiang Chuan's previous physical attack, but now his spiritual imprint could not penetrate at all.

"boom!"

A huge hand of vital energy slapped down directly from above his head.

In an instant, the man turned into a piece of paper again.

Jiang Chuan frowned, but he didn't have time to think about it, because another hand in the bronze mirror in front of him slapped him in the face.

Or the same sleeves as mine.

Jiang Chuan suddenly raised his hand to block, and looked back as his body flew backwards.

Sure enough, the figure that was entangled in the fishing line disappeared.

And in the bronze mirror in front of him, a river rushed out again.

"Are you a spiritual weapon?"

Jiang Chuan didn't take action immediately this time. He wanted to try to communicate!
"Haha, did you see it?"

The old man's voice was full of laughter.

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes.

He is not a fool. If it is not a spiritual weapon, how can it have such mysterious power?

(End of this chapter)