"Your Highness, it seems that your spirit ring has been absorbed completely. How about your spirit skills? It should be related to the clone, right?" Lan Xiang walked up and asked.
"That's right. My third soul skill is called Nightmare Demon Shadow. It can create three clones. Moreover, these clones are very different from those conventional clones that confuse people. They have 30% of my original strength, can assist in battle, can use soul ring skills, and will not disperse after one hit. They will continue to exist until my soul power is exhausted." Bei Xuan said. He was very satisfied with this skill.
This kind of clone is extremely effective whether facing the enemy head-on in battle or acting as a suicide squad to delay time when escaping.
Lan Xiang nodded, "Yes, it is good. The fact that it will not disperse after one hit makes it much stronger than the usual clones. Unfortunately, its spirit ring age is still a little low. The 80,000-year-old evil shadow demon tiger I encountered at the beginning, its clone is almost as strong as its original body, and it also has a self-strengthening spirit skill that can improve all attributes of the body. If it weren't for the blood of the evil king on my evil-repelling divine spear, which could suppress it, I, who only had eight spirit rings at the time, might not be its opponent."
Bei Xuan couldn't deny Lan Xiang's words, but he didn't feel it was a pity. It was only the third ring, and it was already pretty good.
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