I am a professional at killing time travelers

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Zheng Qiu didn't hesitate any longer and quickly ordered Zheng Yuan: "Help me to continue giving birth to other bodies. I have too much spiritual power in my body right now, so I will continue to squander it."

Zheng Yuan nodded, then stretched out his hand and tried to use his spiritual power to repair one of the bodies. After ten breaths, Zheng Yuan looked at his palm and found that there was not a trace of spiritual energy coming out. "What's going on? Doesn't the technique say that it can inherit all the power of the body before death? Why don't I have anything?"

Zheng Qiu also frowned slightly, and then without caring about anything else, he threw a magic knife to Zheng Yuan: "Help me cut out his heart first, I will prepare here directly. I am afraid that the Xuanhuang Qi will not be enough when I reach the heart. Then you may be fine, but I will die."

Zheng Yuan felt relieved after thinking about it. It didn't matter whether he had the strength or not. What mattered was whether he was useful. Since he could help, it didn't matter if he didn't have spiritual power.

Zheng Qiu sank directly into his consciousness and cut off the arm that had just grown from his soul, using his heart as support.

Although he had been mentally prepared for the pain of having his heart removed, when the evidence of insufficient blood supply to his body came, the feeling of suffocation still almost made Zheng Qiu make a mistake. Countless spiritual energy and Xuanhuang energy rushed to repair his body. When Zheng Qiu put the heart into the second body, the second body opened its eyes directly.

"As expected of my original attribute, I woke up much earlier than Zheng Yuan." The clone muttered casually as he looked at his broken chest.

Zheng Qiu controlled the ancient tree Canghuo to repair the clone, and then said: "Think of your own name first, and then help me with Zheng Yuan later."

The clone closed his eyes, and it was unknown whether he was constantly thinking or enjoying the happiness brought by life.

After a while, the spiritual energy in Zheng Qiu's body dropped a lot, and the sickly blush on his face eased a lot. Then he took out a set of clothes and threw it on the clone: ​​"Have you thought it through?"

"Fire is the essence of destruction. Why don't I call myself Zheng Ergou? It's a bit difficult to come up with a name!"

Zheng Qiu glanced at his clone and couldn't help complaining in his heart, is this the name people gave themselves? Even if it's called Zheng Hui, Zheng Mie, even if it's Zheng Essence! What the hell is Zheng Ergou?

"Why don't you call me Zheng Bing?" Zheng Qiu said helplessly.

"Zheng Bing? Hmm! You're more educated than me! But I still think calling you Ergou is more appealing!"

Zheng Qiu was speechless: "My master is called Wang Ergou!"

Zheng Bing decided not to be obsessed with his name anymore, and quickly put on his clothes and looked around. He actually made eye contact with Bai Lian, and then shamelessly shouted, "Still looking! Have you seen enough? Do you want me to take off my clothes so that I can study them carefully for you?"

Bai Lian was just a little worried about Zheng Qiu's current situation. She had originally thought that when Zheng Qiu was unable to repair his body, she and Kikyo would perform the secret method again. However, after hearing what Zheng Bing said, she felt like an old hooligan. She was immediately ashamed and angry. However, her upbringing over the years did not allow her to greet her master. In the end, all the foul words came together: "Pooh!"

Zheng Bing immediately became interested and prepared to have a good chat with Bai Lian. He just took the first step when he was stopped by Zheng Yuan: "You have something to do! Help take care of the body! The third, fourth, and fifth brothers are waiting!"

Zheng Bing's face changed. "What do you mean by 'old third, old fourth, old fifth'? Shouldn't it be old fourth, old fifth, old sixth?"

Zheng Yuan thought for a moment and said, "The main body shouldn't be involved in the ranking! Because we all have to listen to him! Shouldn't he be the master?"

Zheng Bing's face darkened: "I don't want to be a servant of the clone! How about I acknowledge him as my father! This way I can eat and drink his food with a clear conscience, and in the end I don't have to do anything."

Zheng Yuan's face is now full of black lines. He really wants to pry open Zheng Bing's skull and take a good look at the structure inside.

Zheng Qiu once again cut off the arm that grew out of his soul heart and placed it on his lung. He then said to the two, "Pick out a lung lobe! This time it's a lung!"

Zheng Bing was holding two lungs in his hands and looking at Zheng Qiu with an embarrassed look on his face: "I thought since we are going to exchange them anyway, let's just exchange two! Don't be so stingy! We are your own flesh and blood!"

Zheng Qiu's face was full of black lines. He also wanted to take apart this clever little head. Zheng Qiu didn't waste any time and directly took out his two lungs. Although he didn't need to breathe so much now, the feeling of suffocation still made him feel a hint of threat of death.

With the replenishment of spiritual energy and Xuanhuang energy, Zheng Qiu's chest was healed again in a few breaths.

With the activation of spiritual power and the vitality of the ancient tree, the third clone also opened his eyes: "I have chosen a name! Gold means gathering and killing! My name is Jianbing!"

Zheng Qiu thought for a moment and asked casually, "My name is Qiu, his name is Yuan, that guy's name is Bing, and your name is Jianbing? You're quite unique! Why don't you call yourself Jianbing? Are you thinking of a name?"

"Then I'll call you Feng! Zheng Feng!" Zheng Feng put on his clothes with a blank expression on his face, and then took the knife from Zheng Bing's hand, "From now on, these sharp weapons will be under my control!"

Zheng Feng said this and looked at the forging hammer next to Zheng Qiu.

Zheng Qiu's face changed: "This is a blunt instrument! I still need to use it!"

Zheng Feng gave up and looked at the other two bodies: "The spiritual energy in your body no longer has that sense of expansion. Since we don't have any cultivation, we can deal with these two clones later!"

Zheng Qiu shook his head: "Then they will not be eligible to participate in the next round, right? Anyway, there is still a lot of spiritual energy, so let's get it together. When the time comes, kill a few evil demons to get the qualification to enter, and then we will have someone to take care of us."

Zheng Feng stopped talking and just nodded slightly, then looked at Zheng Bing: "I think there is something wrong with your brain. I will replace your brain while you still have spiritual power!"

Zheng Bing refused at first, but later he became a little excited. Zheng Feng, holding a knife, also looked eager to try.

Zheng Qiu interrupted the two of them and said, "Alright! Separate the two of you. This time, we'll do it together. I feel like the remaining two organs won't die at once. This way, we can save time."

Zheng Qiu's spirit sank and came to the world of consciousness. The arm that had just grown out of his soul disappeared in an instant, and this time it even took away the soul's right leg.

Zheng Qiu opened his hands and placed the internal organs in the other two bodies, using the ancient tree fire to stimulate the vitality of the two bodies.

Just like this, after a dozen or so breaths, the clone represented by the liver opened its eyes first: "Wood represents the growth of life. My name is Zheng He! The splendid He of the seedlings!"

Zheng Qiu nodded slightly. This name is very good! At least it is better than Ergou.

The last clone slowly stood up with a kind smile on his face: "Everyone, I am here to show my respect! I am Zheng Yu!"

Zheng Qiu looked at his five internal organs and even felt a little confused: "Are these five really the split of my soul?"

Zheng Qiu hurriedly picked up the "Five Internal Organs Clone Puppetry Technique" and read it carefully.

The five internal organs represent the five elements, which are also the five aggregates. His five clones seemed to have independent wills. Zheng Qiu carefully read the entire exercise but did not find this situation with himself. However, he found the key to the problem of why he had no cultivation.

This clone method itself is a method of soul transfer. If the puppet wants to upgrade, it needs a huge amount of resources. If the soul is highly compatible, there will be no cultivation, because the clone is no longer a pure clone. This clone will become a real other self, a self that is heading towards another path.

Zheng Qiu quickly sat cross-legged and began to refine the spiritual energy in the spirit stone so that he could face the heavenly calamity in the best condition.

At this moment, five rays of five-colored light flew out and landed in front of the five people. The five people did not hesitate to pick up the jade slips and handed over the blood.

The five jade slips evolved into thirty rays of light, five for each person, and flew into the heads of the six people.

Zheng Bing's face changed slightly: "If I had known this would happen, I would have let the main body prick my hand. It hurts!"