God-Level Brat System - Chapter 1551

[Chapter 1551 This baby can copy and paste]

“It’s ridiculous, you are just a little kid, and you are so arrogant in front of God!”

“You are just a Daluo Jinxian, but you dare to talk nonsense, you are simply ignorant!”

Before Yesu could reply, Zhunti and Jieyin jumped out and shouted at Ye Meng.

Seeing this, Tathagata and others became more and more disappointed.

The immortals in the heavenly court also secretly despised Zhunti and Jieyin, and they were very dissatisfied in their hearts.

Ye Meng gritted his little tiger teeth and looked at Zhunti, Jieyin, and Yesu with contempt.

Immediately, he silently chanted in his heart.

“Mirror image technique!”

The next moment, a ray of light shone!

Another identical Ye Meng appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Yesu, Zhunti, and Jieyin were all stunned.

But then, they laughed disdainfully.

Yesu shook his head and sneered.

“It’s just the technique of splitting…”

Before he finished speaking, the two Ye Mengs in front of everyone suddenly became four.

Yesu’s voice stopped abruptly, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Zhunti and Jieyin also blushed slightly.

“However, the art of clones has its limits after all. Even if you make a hundred or eighty clones, it is not enough for a saint to attack!”

After Yesu’s expression returned to calm, he shook his head disapprovingly.

Zhunti and Jieyin heard it and agreed deeply.

That’s right, you little brat is just a Daluo Jinxian. Even if you make a hundred or eighty clones, it is not enough in front of a saint.

The mirroring technique was quickly replicated, and soon four Ye Meng became eight, then sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four, one hundred and twenty-eight…

Seeing this, Yesu’s pupils shrank slightly.

Although he had said contemptuously before that a hundred or eighty Daluo Jinxian clones were not enough for a saint to see.

But such a number of Daluo Jinxians should not be underestimated, not to mention that it seemed that the little brat in front of him was still making clones.

Zhunti and Jieyin couldn’t help but twitch their lips, and the muscles on their faces trembled slightly.

“This kid is really weird. It seems that one hundred and twenty-eight clones are not the limit!”

Just after the two saints of Buddhism had this thought, one hundred and twenty-eight Ye Meng became two hundred and fifty-six.

Then, it quickly became five hundred and twelve, and one thousand and twenty-four.

Looking at the densely packed Ye Meng, who were almost carved out of the same mold, Zhunti and Jieyin’s faces changed drastically.

Even Yesu was slightly moved.

More than a thousand Daluo Jinxian, with a full-strength attack, I’m afraid they can rival the top quasi-saints.

But, this is not over yet!

Ye Meng was like he was addicted to copying, and his little hands kept waving.

Swish!

In just a few breaths, more than a thousand Ye Meng became more than two thousand, more than three thousand… until more than ten thousand.

Zhunti and Jieyin couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Damn, more than ten thousand Daluo Jinxian, this fucking joint attack, even a saint can’t do more than this, right?

Yesu’s face turned gloomy. He found that he had underestimated this little brat.

How could a child who could create more than 10,000 clones be simple?

How could his strength be just that of a Daluo Jinxian? Maybe this child is at the level of a quasi-saint?

In this case, the lineup in front of him would be even more terrifying. More than 10,000 quasi-saints, what the hell is this concept? The

surrounding heavenly immortals, as well as Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu, the three saints, were all stunned.

They stared at Ye Meng blankly, their faces full of incredible expressions.

(End of this chapter)