NOVEL NEXT Chapter 737 Clone
Looking at Fang Xiu and Fang Yao walking away, Ling Ling's eyes turned red. She knew that her sister still had not forgiven her.
Bai Xiangqing comforted her: "Let her take it easy. She has hated you for ten years. This kind of hatred cannot be solved in a few words."
In fact, he didn't say a word. In addition to the above considerations, there was another reason why he chose to save Ling Ling. That was that Ling Ling looked very much like her mother. This was Bai Xiangqing's selfishness.
What no one noticed was that when Fang Yao turned around and left, although her face remained expressionless, a tear quietly shed from her eyes.
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Fang Xiu returned to his retreat place, picked up a long sword, and slashed at his right arm.
Swish!
A cold light flashed, and his right arm was broken off.
Miraculously, even with such a serious injury, there was still no blood dripping from Fang Xiu's wound, as if all the blood had been absorbed by his body.
The next second, blood and flesh surged from his body, and an intact right arm grew out.
The right arm on the ground is still astonishingly active, and even moves on its own. The palm of its hand becomes claw-like, and it begins to dig into the soil continuously, like an earthworm, burrowing into the soil bit by bit.
His right arm actually buried himself.
At the same time, the Black Lotus Law in Fang Xiu's body emitted strange fluctuations, which were transmitted to Tu Zhong's right arm. Not long after, something incredible happened.
A black flower bone began to grow on the ground. It grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became as tall as a person. The front part of the flower flower was very huge, like a dinosaur egg. The dark petals were tightly closed, and a weak heartbeat came from inside. Voice.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Isn't flesh and blood enough? It seems that the consumption of hatching the clone is greater than expected. It should be because it has no spirituality and can only rely on flesh and blood to support it."
Swish!
Another cold light flashed, and he cut off his palm and threw it to the huge flower in front of him.
The palm gradually blends into the soil, providing it with nutrients.
Finally, the huge flower bone began to bloom slowly, turning into a huge black lotus in full bloom. The petals were dark and translucent, like black crystal.
And right in the middle of the black lotus, a naked Fang Xiu was curled up in it.
Fang Yao on the side saw no fluctuation in her eyes when she saw Fang Xiu cutting off her arm and palm. But when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but look a little unnatural, but even so, she did not look away.
Under the gaze of the two people, the naked Fang Xiu stood up with a calm face, walked down from the black lotus, and found some clothes for himself to dress neatly.
After he left, the black lotus withered and disappeared.
Fang Xiu looked at his clone. With his current perception ability, he couldn't see any difference from the original body. Apart from the strength, everything else was exactly the same.
The strength of the clone is determined by the main body. The clone will have as much power as the main body gives to the clone.
The clone in front of him currently only has strength comparable to that of a once-sublimated person.
Fang Xiu did not give the clone too much power because he is now in the critical period of his third sublimation. Once too much power is given, it may affect the third sublimation.
In addition, the clone does not need much strength, because the clone has the ability of the original body. In this wild treasure house, the wealth accumulated by the barbarians for thousands of years is contained, including colorful stones, natural materials, and earthly treasures. It only takes a few months. , the clone will have the same strength as the original body.
Fang Xiu and the clone looked at each other speechlessly. Then, the clone silently walked to the corner and began to devour the treasures of heaven and earth. During this period, the two did not communicate at all, because the clone and the main body were equivalent to one person, and their minds were connected. The conversation between the two was like Talking to yourself is completely unnecessary.
Later, Fang Xiu also began to retreat and embarked on the third sublimation.
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Outside, Ling Ling and others are attacking Xu Ruohai. Fang Xiu and Fang Yao are obviously not easy to talk to, so they can only target Xu Ruohai.
In their opinion, Xu Ruohai should be a follower of Fang Xiu, and he showed high respect for Fang Xiu in his words.
They wanted to get some information about Fang Xiu from Xu Ruohaikou. After all, such a terrifying person must have had a reputation in this world for a long time, but now he seemed to appear suddenly, which was very strange.
As the most cautious person among the demigods, Xu Ruohai had an instinctive resistance to casually revealing his origins. He casually fooled a few people into saying that he had been practicing in the mountains...
Regarding this kind of rhetoric, Ling Ling and others knew that he was perfunctory, but they had no choice but to cooperate with the other party to perfunctory. Xu Ruohai also knew that they knew that he was perfunctory, but he still chose to perfunctory.
"Mr. Xu, Your Excellency Fang Xiu can restrain the power of the Flower God, and the true form of Nuwa, the saint I taught, can fight against Ling Xinghe. If the two of us cooperate, then killing Ling Xinghe is not a problem, I know Xu Xu Sir, can you give a message to Mr. Fang Xiu? Our religion sincerely invites him and Fang Yao to join the religion, and we are willing to offer the position of deputy leader to show our sincerity." Bai Xiangqing politely invited.
Fang Xiu's appearance allowed them to see the possibility of defeating Ling Xinghe.
Xu Ruohai smiled slightly: "This is a serious matter, so let's wait until His Majesty the True God comes out of seclusion."
A look of doubt flashed in Bai Xiangqing's eyes: "Mr. Xu, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."
"please say."
"Why do you keep calling Lord Fang Xiu the True God? Is his title the True God?"
Xu Ruohai shook his head: "It's not that the title is true god, but that he is the true god."
Bai Xiangqing couldn't help but frown slightly. The gods in his impression were existences like the great goddess Nuwa. Although Fang Xiu had strange abilities, he was far from being called a god.
"Don't be confused, you will understand gradually in the future."
While the two were chatting, a figure walked out of the wild treasure house, with a small tail following behind him.
It was Fang Xiu and Fang Yao.
As soon as Ling Ling saw Fang Yao appear, she immediately wanted to go find her sister, but as soon as she took two steps, she looked miserable and did not dare to step forward.
"Your Excellency True God, why did you come out of seclusion right after you retreated?" Xu Ruohai asked.
Fang Xiu said calmly: "The sublimation failed."
Xu Ruohai was immediately shocked. When he saw Ling Xinghe burst out with the power of the Flower God, he was not as surprised as he is now.
True God? fail! ?
It was really hard for him to put the two words together.
Bai Xiangqing looked at Fang Xiu at the side. As an ultimate sublimator and possessing a weak Nuwa bloodline, he was basically the pinnacle of power in this world. He could see the crux of Fang Xiu's problem at a glance.
"Your Excellency Fang Xiu, please forgive me, your Qi and blood are very powerful. The problem of failed sublimation is not due to Qi and blood, but to Nuwa's bloodline."
Fang Xiu did not reply, because he knew very well the reason why his breakthrough failed. His physical body was already infinitely close to the seventh level, and only the law of life was missing. In order for the body to condense the law of life, it must have the blood of Nuwa, or swallow the flesh and blood of Nuwa's descendants. .
Fang Yao on the side heard this and without any hesitation, she pulled out the dagger hidden in her leather boots and was about to slash her wrist. However, a big hand firmly grasped her slender wrist.
Fang Yao raised her head and met a pair of deep and calm eyes. She was a little puzzled: "You can drink my blood... you can..."
Fang Xiu interrupted her and said in a calm but unquestionable tone: "I'm not ready to rely on a woman's self-harm to break through."
Suddenly, Fang Yao's heart trembled slightly at this moment.
Having been robbed of her flesh and blood for ten years, she only now truly believes that there are people in this world who do not covet Nuwa's flesh and blood.