Chapter 438, kill, a treasure

Secondly, compared with the spiritual consciousness of the spiritual weapon, the spiritual power of a mortal is so weak that it is explosive. Every time they control the iron giant spirit is equivalent to a life. It is likely that they have just boarded the giant puppet machine. If there is a spiritual weapon of life, it has devoured their spiritual consciousness and thoughts. Even if they are barely saved, it is not The living dead are also crazy and worthless.

Third, stimulate mental strength in just half a year, and quickly increase it to the point where it can faintly affect spiritual magic weapons. This can be said to be an extreme squeeze on the potential of life. It is difficult for every successful recipient to live for ten years. In this decade, it is still an ideal estimate. In fact, the vitality is excessive. They are wasted, and there is a risk of sudden death all the time.

Such a cruel and costly bloody plan has still been passed. The reason is very simple. In this doomsday era, all dangers are not a problem for both casting and receiving. In the doomsday, there are too many people who are about to starve to death because they don't have the ability to work. Blood Spirit Ridge does not provide food for relief, but there are many obstacles. Those weak people often don't even receive the relief food distributed. The reason is very simple. When things come to them, they will be immediately taken away by their strong companions around them. The monk can't stand there and wait for you to finish eating. There is really no man.

Instead of being beaten up instead of being able to eat at all, it's better not to get it at the beginning. On the contrary, as long as the Blood Spirit Ridge calls people, no matter what they do, or be a white mouse, there are countless people who grab it, because no one dares to break the rules under the eyes of the practitioner, and the practitioner also provides enough food, and there is no grabbing at all. And the necessity of storage. So the first volunteer problem was solved. At present, Blood Spirit has not created 20 machines and iron giants suitable for driving, but the research department can gather more than 20,000 recipients at any time, with a 30% success rate, which is enough.

As for the fact that the spiritual weapon is likely to devour the soul of the driver, it is difficult to clearly say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing from the perspective of the practitioners. It is obviously helpful to improve the spirituality of the puppet, but it is a little too inhuman to expect this kind of thing to happen.

The third is about the ten-year life expectancy and sudden death of the recipient. In this unknown whether we can see the end of tomorrow, a full ten-year life has been called a "long life", not to mention that when he is alive, he enjoys almost the same respect and material treatment as the practitioner. Not to mention ten years, there is only one year of life. There are also countless mortal groups in the whole bloody city who are rushing to do it.

All these conditions are superimposed because of this era, resulting in the terrible power of the spiritual weapon puppet in front of us. The mortal who manipulates the machine iron spirit obviously has a deep hatred with these alien creatures, or in the mortal group, unless he is an absolute orphan with no relatives or friends since childhood, he will not have these alien invaders. There is little hatred.

This machine iron spirit fights with the giant ape, which is equivalent to the perfect state of gas refining. It is brazen and fierce, only attacking but not defending. Although there is no spiritual fire on the machine iron giant spirit, its fire resistance is still strong. After all, it also needs to hit the bottom with this body to cause the spirit fire in the future. Therefore, in the face of the golden and red flames of the giant ape, although the iron spirit burned red, it still hugged and crashed. Looking at it, it really didn't let go, but I didn't know how mature the operator inside was...

In this doomsday, it was full of cruelty. Looking at the last wave of mortals outside, it was difficult to enter the city. Zhu Sansan, who was standing at the head of the city, slowly raised his hand. As long as she waved down, the whole eighth-floor gate would be closed, because it did not need to be opened from time to time, so The gate of the city of blood belongs to the "broken dragon" mode. As long as it falls, it will never be pulled up for a while, which means that the mortals outside are almost destroyed. After all, it is difficult to expect a group of practitioners to risk their lives to carry them to the head of the city one by one in the herd.

However, just when Zhu Sansan's palms were about to fall, a huge purple and white rainbow suddenly rushed straight to the sky. Unlike the majesty of the fierce hatred of wild beasts, this sudden purple-white rainbow was full of a kind of yin, strong, killing all things, the power of the sword and the terrible and the terrible murderous spirit.

Unlike the Zerg, those low-level insects and beasts without brains dare to attack even in the face of the gods, because they don't know what fear is at all, and there is no fear to distinguish the strength and superfluous emotions of the enemy. After all, they kill the enemy with endless numbers.

And the wild ancient beasts are different. As mentioned before, they belong to mammals. At the same time of their strong combat power, the evolution level is far greater than that of the Zerg. Therefore, they know fear and fear, and know what it means to seek benefits and avoid harm. More importantly, just now, the god who drives their original murderous intentions. The breath has disappeared, which makes many ancient beasts with high wisdom feel that they have no reason to fight to the end here, especially in the case of the horror and murderous column rising to the sky.

"Wow, mom, I'm so afraid. What kind of freak's murderous spirit is that? How many creatures have to be swallowed to accumulate such a real murderous spirit. Brother Shan, I won't play anymore..." Looking at the purple and white giant column rising from the sky, the golden fire giant ape, which was originally suppressed by the machine iron giant spirit, suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the whole body The golden retriever exploded.

A turn over and shakes off the big iron in his arms. He doesn't want the pillar stick that has just been smashed very happy. This clear-headed giant ape turned around and ran out. There were also a large number of wild beasts running out with it. Because the divine breath that attracted the hatred value disappeared, many wild beasts were removed from the state of brain congestion. When he left, he saw that his companions around him were surrounded and killed. Seeing that he was almost dead, he didn't leave. He stayed to cut the meat and skin for others. Of course, another wild beast that has killed red eyes has become a natural broken rear force, among which the representative beast is the fierce giant ape that is fighting with the Raptor Taoist and Elder Xu of Gujian Pavilion.

"The wild beasts will retreat. Don't let them go, especially the golden ape. This level of monster, skin, blood, bone, meat, tendons, soul, viscera, membrane, all over the treasure, must not let it go away." Zhu Sansan stood at the head of the city and had a very amazing grasp of the current situation. He had just planned to give up the mortals outside to close the gate. At this moment, he directly sent a guard around him to attack and kill those wild ancient beasts whose fighting power was sharply reduced due to the dispersion. This kind of opportunity to beat the falling dogs is not long.

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