roccoschili Chapter 1512: Destroyed Titan 8
Chapter 1512: Destroyed Titan 8
The medicine garden is filled with thousands of rays of light and colorful auspiciousness. The abundant energy nourishes all kinds of spiritual herbs, and the spiritual herbs exude abundant energy.
But no one consumes it.
The clone felt the powerful star energy contained in the spiritual herb, and was deeply moved. This was something that absolutely did not exist on Earth.
The people on Earth can never naturally advance to the astral body, and no one on Nibiru can accomplish the method of copying and combining, which requires not only a jade pendant but also willpower.
Xia Chuan sat cross-legged, and with a thought, all kinds of spiritual herbs flew in front of him. He began to refine and condense the Zixia Pill.
This time he was very skilled and refined eight pills in just fifty minutes.
One day later.
The clone had already reached the initial stage of the sixth level and could no longer be improved. However, the world within his body had also reached 100,000 kilometers.
Xia Chuan immediately finished refining the elixir and put the pill away.
After the two of them left the space, Xia Chuan gave the medicine garden to his clone.
After all, the Earth cannot obtain cultivation resources, and the clone cannot be exposed on Nibiru.
He also gave his clone a pill of "All Things Grow" made by the Ferryman Alchemy Saint, and told him to go back and meditate before taking it. This was the material for alchemy, and it would take three days to comprehend it.
Then he gave Wang Zhenqian's ring, which contained a huge amount of resources, to his clone, and reminded him that they were all stolen and not to expose them.
Then let him go back, don't touch the things here, and don't be involved in cause and effect.
The clone simply left.
Xia Chuan, however, drew out his sword with murderous intent and looked at the two hundred Heavenly Dragon Holy Fruit trees in the orchard.
The holy fruit trees immediately stopped shaking. They were extremely spiritual plants and knew that a catastrophe was approaching.
Xia Chuan just scared them to make them obey.
Then he slashed the sky apart with a single strike, creating a gully hundreds of feet high. The blade's light swept across the sky in all directions, and pieces of soil hundreds of feet high were drawn into the world inside his body like flowing water.
The root system of the holy fruit tree covers an area of one square kilometer, but Xia Chuan cannot move such a large area, so he only leaves a hundred feet of roots, and sends them one by one into the mustard seed world, and then restores them to their original state, allowing them to heal themselves.
Although the diameter here is five times larger than that of the golden planet, its weight is less than one-tenth of it. It is just a layer of spiritual soil a hundred feet thick and two hundred fruit trees.
Moreover, Xia Chuan's swordsmanship had reached the level of Kaitian. In just three days, the entire orchard disappeared, revealing the metal on the ground.
Xia Chuan arrived at the lake again.
He jumped directly into the lake and submerged himself in it.
The lake water began to slowly recede.
This amount is smaller, but the most troublesome.
One day later, the entire holy water lake disappeared.
Xia Chuan entered the mustard seed world.
The two hundred Tianlong Holy Fruit trees have been nourished by the holy water and have come back to life. The broken roots are slowly healing.
But there is no light here, which still makes them extremely depressed.
Xia Chuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed, and a piece of gold that was fifty feet square suddenly turned into gold ions, flew into the sky, and enveloped the holy fruit tree a thousand meters above.
The fire of wish power burned in the air, the golden ions released energy, and the entire space turned into a sea of ray of light.
Abundant energy nourishes the holy fruit tree.
This is much more powerful than the original artificial sun, it is not even on the same level.
The recovery speed of the roots of the holy fruit tree suddenly increased tenfold. The whole body swayed with joy, and the leaves rustled, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.
In the whole world, the five elements are complete, and they begin to restrain each other and reproduce automatically.
The ground was still small at this time.
The diameter of the universe is 100,000 kilometers, the ground accounts for one percent, and the rest is void.
And there is only this one piece of land, no other planets, no stars, and even no complete laws.
But Xia Chuan will not establish rules easily.
This matter must be thought through thoroughly.
He suddenly thought of Jianmu, took it out of the holy water bucket and saw that it had returned to its purple color, but there were no other changes.
Only then did he remember that he had only obtained Jianmu a few days ago.
Just as he was about to let it go with relief, he sensed a hint of Jianmu's intention that it was about to land.
Xia Chuan immediately planted it in the spiritual soil, but the holy fruit trees on both sides stopped shaking immediately, as if they were very angry.
Xia Chuan once again felt Jianmu's will and planted it under the sacred fruit tree.
He couldn't help but smile. Is this piece of wood more domineering than the holy fruit tree?
He walked to the holy fruit tree without hesitation, and stuck close to the trunk and into the soil.
The holy fruit tree was in a state of disarray, as if wailing, and its vitality was quickly fading away.
However, Jianmu is growing and becoming stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xia Chuan fell into silence in a daze.
Can the world thrive if the strong are not allowed to prey on the weak?
The final conclusion is clear: No.
Without plunder, there will be no survival of the fittest, life will not evolve, civilization will not be born, and the world will not multiply.
……
Xia Chuan didn't know how long he had been silent before the light in his heart told him that the time was up.
He was shocked. Two days had passed?
He checked the time again; there were still ten minutes left.
He was glad that Xin Deng arrived ten minutes earlier, and quickly took out his pistol and began to deduce.
Five minutes later, he had copied ten pistols, condensed them together, and installed a unified trigger mechanism.
Can fire ten bullets at the same time.
The energy released by thirty Hiroshima atomic bombs is enough to shatter Titania into pieces.
Finally, he came out of the mustard seed world and checked the time again. There were still ten seconds left.
He instantly traveled to the orchard. Although there were no spiritual soil fruit trees here, the artificial sun was still there.
He pointed the gun at the artificial sun: "Hit the sun at the same time."
With just one second left, he pulled the trigger.
The bullet left the gun and he directly launched the crossing.
At the same time he disappeared, Gong Yangbing's figure appeared out of thin air. She did not notice the bullet fired at the artificial sun, that was a blind spot in her thinking, but when she found that Xia Chuan was not there, she knew it was a trap and immediately started to cross, but unfortunately she was still a little slow.
The terrifying gamma-ray burst tore apart the space, and she was unable to escape.
Gong Yangbing's figure was finally torn into countless quanta.
The entire Titan, including the hundred-meter cigar in the bottom cabin, turned into countless fragments and shot into the vast void of the universe.
Xia Chuan was standing on the surface of Titan.
The ground is like a sponge, full of holes. This is an irregular planet.
He looked at the exploding Titan and deduced silently.
Is Ram Ice dead? No answer.
Xia Chuan was silent for a while, then asked:
Did anyone die just now? Yes.
Ram ice? Yes.
Xia Chuan understood that there was more than one Gong Yang Bing, and it was wrong to say that she was dead.
But the one who died was indeed Gong Yangbing.
Xia Chuan felt a little regretful. He had spent so much effort only to kill one clone.
A question suddenly occurred to him.
Is the dead Su Qin a clone? No.
Does Su Qin have a clone? No.
Xia Chuan was stunned for a while before he understood. No wonder he was so eager for the Heavenly Dragon Holy Fruit.
Su Qin didn't do this kind of thing often. After all, he had plenty of resources, but he needed the Heavenly Dragon Holy Fruit too much.
Xia Chuan asked again: Will Gong Yangbing come to check? No.
Never come to check it out? Yes.
Xia Chuan felt a slight chill in his heart. This kind of woman was too scary.
A piece of battleship debris finally fell at Xia Chuan's feet. It was the hundred-meter cigar.