Zi Jing began to believe that it was absurd that someone was deliberately disintegrating his main god space, and it was true.
If these xenos were native to this planet, I am afraid that they would have subverted this planet and even the entire plot world a long time ago, and how could they have waited until now to barely form a scale.
It should be a long time ago that powerful players brought xenos here, just like Xu's world, wanting to artificially create an apocalypse.
Later, the absurd sensed that something was wrong, so he imposed the strictest legal control on his entire main god world.
Therefore, those powerful players were cleaned out before they could cultivate these xenomorphs, and the ancestors of these xenos remained, and there were no suitable conditions to evolve and hibernated.
Later, due to the constraints of the law and the immaturity of the conditions, they evolved into another form.
But its great strength and eating style have been retained.
Ziqing guessed that when the planet turned into a desert, I am afraid that those sand monsters that originally had no wings would gradually evolve wings under the pressure of the environment, and then develop into the sky and even space. then Now, the sand monsters have gradually occupied the hegemony of the desert, and it is only a matter of time before the remaining palm-sized wasteland is subverted if the fruits of labor are not stabilized as soon as possible.
Therefore, Ziqing summoned the maximum amount of clouds every day and gave a small half a day of drizzle.
And she used the time to pick up utensils.
The vast majority of the rest of the time is spent advancing towards the desert little by little along the border line.
Don't underestimate the power of seeds, which can lie dormant for thousands of years without suitable conditions, especially under such extreme conditions.
Therefore, when the clouds and rain of Ziqing are over, you will see the ground drilled with new green.
Use a wall of ice to block the incoming wind and sand that is trying to drown these lives again, and let them thrive and join together.
The grass, the trees, miraculously returned to this desert.
Ziqing is constantly expanding the fruits of his labor, but on the contrary, the territory of the sand monsters is gradually shrinking.
Fight each other one after another.
Ziqing continued to sublimate his martial arts from intermediate to advanced level in hearty battles, and finally advanced to advanced level, even master level.
Physical strength, agility, and speed have all broken through the 10,000 mark Such a great progress even Ziqing himself was surprised.
That's the potential that comes out of extreme conditions.
In the past, I always felt that there were other things to rely on, and martial arts were just used as an auxiliary, and even if they were used, the ordinary level was enough to deal with.
Where is like now, it is completely necessary to fight with all your might.
Constantly break through yourself in desperate situations.
Ziqing is in such a busy and rushing, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
From the initial amazement of her resistance to the sand monster battle, to the numbness that people have seen later, gradually, the enthusiasm for her has been replaced by other new things.
Moreover, as an ordinary person, I have a few more decades to watch over the lives of others Every year, and even every month, death row inmates are still sent to Death Star one after another.
In the past, they terrorized and hated the survival state of the weak and the strong in the base, but now, without the "persecution" of the base, they were dealt with by poisonous scorpions and poisonous snakes in less than a week or two at most when they fell on this planet.
Or it is difficult to move an inch, starving to death directly in place, even if it can barely hold on, it will become a snack for the sand dragon or the man-eating ant sand monster.
People can't help but start to miss the benefits of having a survivor base in the past The vegetation is becoming more and more luxuriant, and the tyrant and others are cooperating and struggling with each other in the footsteps of Ziqing, and their state of striving to forge ahead gradually washes away the sins they have created.
At least people see that they have gone through so much and still live strongly, and feel that everything should be forgiven.
The breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, a cloud flew from the sky, and a light rain fell in a gentle manner, moistening the land and moistening the hearts of people.
With the rolling yellow sand and blazing environment of the past, it is like heaven at this time.
The tyrant looked intently at the direction in which the clouds were flying in the sky, and after summing up countless times, he felt that where the clouds rose, there must be something he had been looking for.
Resolutely abandoned this newly established base and leveled out the courtyard dam, stone tables and stools, and there was a shallow stream in front of it, and the mountains were full of green trees and grass, which was the best stone house they had built in so many years.
Others felt more tired than ever, and they spent half their lives paying for the sins they had committed.
They are old and can't walk anymore.
At this moment, they only feel so tired, they just want to stop, live a little peaceful life, watch the sun rise and the moon set, and repent slowly.
The tyrant just looked at them indifferently, said nothing, strapped his simple bag and crutches, and continued to search for the place where the land of the dead could bring life and hope.
When he saw the new green for the first time, a strange touch rose from the depths of his cold and silent heart.
He felt that the meaning of his life was for this touch, so even though he was full of sideburns now, he was still persistent.
From the desert to the grassland, from the grassland to the jungle, the road ahead is still so far away.
People watched the tyrant trek all the way, but after too long, the initial pity and emotion for him were gradually worn away by time, and only a light sneer remained: stupid x.
Ziqing didn't know how many years she had spent on this planet, she didn't calculate, the only thing she knew was that plants had finally regained control of the planet.
The sand monsters were left with only the last of the whirlpool center, and the man-eating ants were completely dormant in the depths of the sand.
The decisive battle is here.
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In the center of the desert is a sea of quicksand comparable to weak water, and anything will sink.
Ziqing now practiced the art of celestial phenomena to the realm of transformation, and with a wave of his hand, he condensed a path of ice and snow under his feet, extending all the way to the center of the desert.
Make a start and slide your body straight over the ice.
On both sides of the ice, there were layers of sand monsters, holding steel horns, forelimbs and needle mouthparts, and kept stabbing at the people who slid on the ice.
Her elaborate rollers slid down the ice and swept across both sides, leaving behind a trail of sand monsters with broken slender feet.
Ahead, a giant sand monster as tall as a five- or six-story building emerged from the center of the quicksand sea.
Around the fusiform body, there are a circle of compound eyes that are the size of a dustpan.
The body gradually rises higher, and slender feet emerge from the chassis, like a crab with countless legs, and when you walk, all your legs move.
Zi Jing was shocked in his heart, this should be the sand monster boss.
Spears in hand, stone hammers, shield strikes The art of celestial phenomena, wind, rain, thunder and lightning All attacks falling on the opponent have no effect at all. t1706231537: