However, even so, the ice dust at this time was extremely depressed.

His face turned pale, and there was almost no blood and energy left in his body. In this state, he maintained it for three months. As soon as some blood and energy were produced in his body, he squeezed it dry and sent it to his clone.

"Brother is worried about Kunyuzhu." Xianyue said with some distress.

When the rest of the people heard this, their expressions were also a little low.

"It's almost time to stop." Bing Yuexi said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Bingyuexi.

Bingchen opened his eyes, looked at Bing Yuexi, and hesitated for a moment before stopping.

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

The peak of true essence!

The clone's cultivation level is only the peak of true essence! And Bing Chen is forced to do his best to improve his cultivation level at all costs.

Seeing what Bing Chen was thinking, Bing Yuexi said: "If you didn't let him inherit the four seasons, he could only condense his own Taoist seeds and not condense his Taoist seeds, so how can he break into a higher realm."

Bingchen nodded. He understood this principle, but he felt a little unhappy.

In the middle stage of the virtual god, my divine essence and understanding of martial arts and Taoism are not weak at all. The clone that I have gathered with all my strength is only the true god peak.

"Dao Seed!"

Bing Chen frowned. He had not considered this before and did not allow his clone to inherit the four seasons of Taoist seeds. So what kind of Taoist seeds should he condense?
Chapter completed!