The only regret is that there seems to be only one of these clones.
No matter whether it is blood, soul or mental power, there is only one clone.
In Luo Xiaohu’s hands, what he lacks the most now is soul resources.
So, the first thing to be saved is of course the soul clone.
Luo Xiaohu uses the blessing of the law of time, the law of chaos and the Hongmeng Lanshi nourishes the tree of the Great Dao.
Although it has just withered, in order to rejuvenate and return to its peak state.
Not only did it consume five Hongmeng Lanshi, it also took more than a week.
Luo Xiaohu couldn’t stand it after always outputting the law of chaos.
The Supreme Chaos Law is awesome, but it is too fuel-consuming to use and cannot be used.
Just like a good car, it runs fast with a high horsepower, but it consumes a lot of fuel, which is simply a burning money.
“I’m so tired.”
Luo Xiaohu’s hands were cramped, and he took a Hongmeng Lanshi to restore his soul power.
“Boss, you are so weak now. Be careful that I will eat you.”
Honglian woke up in seclusion and felt that Luo Xiaohu had become a soft cock. She laughed: “Do you miss your sister?”
Luo Xiaohu wanted to strangle the fairy to death: “Hurry up and practice to help me restore energy.”
“Okay.”
Honglian didn’t care about seclusion and practiced with Luo Xiaohu to help him restore energy.
It only took a week to recover energy.
“I have been struggling for more than half a month. Whether it is success or failure depends on this transaction.”
Luo Xiaohu activated the law of time, space, and chaos to start processing.
With Honglian’s help, the process went smoothly this time.
It took three days to successfully fabricate the soul clone into a corpse puppet.
The tree of the Great Dao is very vigorous and its energy has returned to its peak.
“Boss, this is awesome.”
Honglian tested the energy of the soul clone: ”It can be compared to a living person.”
“He is the first, the third-level emperor’s corpse puppet, and he will be called 301 in the future.”
Luo Xiaohu engraved the number of the soul clone: ”It’s time for us to go back too.”
Returning to the Tai Chi space, he found that the four of Bo Xun had mastered the “Prisoning Dragon Formation”.
Although it is only entry-level, it can be used at least.
With their current rank and combat power, the four of them join forces to fight in the early stages of the third realm.
With the power of “Prisoning Dragon Formation”, it should not be difficult to crush the early stage of the third realm.
“This is a sword talisman, used at critical moments.”
Luo Xiaohu grabbed a sword talisman and stuffed it to Bo Xun, saying the usage: “First
Hold it.”
“Sir, aren’t you going out?”
Bo Xun was stunned and looked at Luo Xiaohu in a daze: “We all need you.”
“I still have something to do, I really can’t stand it. Just roar in the Ancestral Soul World.”
Luo Xiaohu took out the clone of the ancestor’s bloodline and checked the clone’s tree of the Dao.
The situation is similar to that of the soul clone, but the trouble is that there are no ready-made resources.
Ordinary resources, it is difficult to quickly rescue his big tree: “Do you have any resources?”
“There seems to be a few drops of the sky-green spiritual breasts left by the ancestor, in the Red Lotus Palace.”
Although Maru didn’t know what Luo Xiaohu was going to do, he did not hide it: “Look for it yourself.”
“Okay, you can go quickly.”
Luo Xiaohu was depressed and returned to the Red Lotus Palace to look for the sky-green spiritual breasts.
Unfortunately, the sky-green spiritual breasts seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and were never found.
After three days of struggle, I didn’t notice the shadow.
Luo Xiaohu still wanted to continue searching, but there was no time.
The two guys of Marun shouted in the Ancestral Soul World: “Sir, I can’t stand it anymore.”
“A bunch of waste.”
Luo Xiaohu was so angry that he gritted his teeth: “You join forces to crush the early stage of the third realm.”
“In addition to the old thing Feng Litian, there is also a third realm, which is the middle stage.”