I'm picking up pieces in the post-apocalyptic world

Chapter 1121 My clone is different

"kindness"

Su Chen nodded and explained: "Luan Qingjing is too important to me. As long as I find enough Luan Qingjing, I can definitely deal with Gu Batian and others."

Wu Cang pondered for a while and said, "Su Chen, simply seal the boundary channel."

He still didn't want Su Chen to take risks.

After all, Su Chen is related to the life and death of all ethnic groups.

Once Su Chen had an accident, the ten thousand clans and even the entire Zhen Illusion Realm would fall apart.

Instead of taking risks, it is better to seal the boundary channel, and it is a hundred.

Su Chen shook his head, "Senior, once we back down this time, we won't be able to stand up again."

"Besides, how many years of peace can the sealing of the realm channel bring us? 1000 years or 1 years? In case Gu Batian is promoted again, or finds a way to open the realm channel and rush in, we How should I face it?"

Hearing this, Wu Cang's face became solemn.

Although Su Chen's words are a bit alarmist, there is indeed such a possibility.

When that day comes, the Realm of Zhen Illusion will be plunged into a place of doom.

"Su Chen, if you leave, what will happen if the beasts of the second star of the gods come in?" Wu Cang said worriedly.

He had already agreed with Su Chen going to the Twilight Realm, but he had to think about the future.

Once there is a two-star beast in the realm of the gods, he can't resist it at all.

Su Chen had already made plans and smiled, "Senior, don't worry, I will keep one of my clones."

The strength of the second primordial god is equivalent to him.

However, as a precaution, five thousand thunder-type holy swords will be left behind.

With the trump card of [Ten Thousand Swords Return to One], even in the face of Gu Batian, who is three-star in the divine realm, he has a chance to fight.

In a short time, there will be absolutely no problems.

"A clone?"

Wu Cang's brows furrowed.

Of course he had heard of it.

Some powerful people, when they feel that there is no hope of promotion, in order to improve their strength, many people choose to refine a clone.

However, a normal clone has half the strength of the main body, and at most it will not exceed [-]%.

Su Chen left a clone to deal with the two-star beast in the realm of the gods, would it be too taken for granted?
"Senior, this clone of mine is different from other clones."

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

In order to reassure Wu Cang, he decided to let the second soul show his strength.

"Different?"

Wu Cang was stunned for a moment.

Is there any difference between the avatars?

He was very skeptical about this.

Su Chen didn't explain much, stretched out a little bit of Xingyuan Island, and whispered: "Senior, look at it!"

The three of Wu Cang's expressions tightened, and they all looked at Xingyuan Island.

Suddenly, a huge figure as high as ten feet appeared in the sky above Xingyuan Island.

From the appearance, it is exactly the same as Su Chen after the transformation.

And what is even more incredible is that the aura emanating has reached the tenth stage of the Holy Stage.

"It actually has 100% of the body's cultivation!"

Wu Cang's face was shocked.

At this moment, he understood why Su Chen would say that his clone was different.

Because the clone with the same strength as the main body is simply unheard of, completely subverting his cognition.

At this time, the second primordial spirit standing above Xingyuan Island glanced down, and Mu Ran punched.

In an instant, a hundred golden fist shadows the size of a grinding wheel appeared in the air.

Each fist shadow exudes energy fluctuations that destroy the world.

"What a terrifying secret boxing technique!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Cang slapped his tongue fiercely.

(End of this chapter)