Three hundred and fortieth chapters bloody battle suit
In a dark wall of insects, the tiger's hair made this scream, and then it made a series of screams like a wounded wolf.
The tiger head had given up its resistance, and amid the screams, he allowed hundreds of millions of strange flies to drown and bite it.
In Shu Jun's opinion, the tiger's head, with the first level of the soul out of the body, can withstand the attack of his own fly insects for such a long time, and even severely break through the insect wall several times, which is already very amazing.
Of course, Shu Jun also noticed that Tiger Head's ability was not due to his own cultivation, but was entirely dependent on the blood-colored battle suit on his body.
When the battle suit was red and blood-red, the tiger head wearing the battle suit was majestic and powerful, which was simply unstoppable, putting Shu Jun a lot of pressure. When the blood-red light weakened, the attack power of the tiger head corresponded to the corresponding
weakening.
When the blood-red light in the battle suit is very weak, it is also the time when the tiger's head dies.
These strange fly insects triggered by Shu Jun are not only numerous, hundreds of millions, but also each fly insect is highly poisonous. Their biting ability is not inferior to the blood poisonous bats and blood shadow mosquitoes.
Such a group of fly insects, like dark clouds, is powerful enough to impact the magic circle. Facing the tiger head alone, it is like a sea swallowing a lonely boat, and it can instantly turn the tiger head into nothingness.
!
"ah--"
"ah--"
"Kill me--"
In the airtight insect wall array, the tragic scream of the tiger's head echoed on the vast sea.
Hundreds of millions of flies and insects bite and shoot on the body of tiger head. The tiger head just screamed twice and could no longer scream.
The tiger's body had been swallowed by the fly worm legion, and in the end there was not a drop of blood and a single hair left, and it no longer existed.
The only thing that exists is the battle suit on him.
The battle suit worn by Hutou is now Shu Jun's spoil.
Shu Jun first mobilized his spiritual consciousness and collected the fly and insect legion that had swallowed the tiger's head and body. This process of withdrawing troops gave Shu Jun a gratifying discovery.
Shu Jun found that the group of fly insect legions that were summoned seemed to have a much stronger strength and size, including the specific attack power, than when they were released before, and had a significant increase.
"Haha, I really couldn't imagine that this Fly Worm Legion can not only be released to attack and kill powerful enemies, but also after the Fly Worm Legion wins a complete victory and swallows the enemy's body, the Fly Worm Legion itself can also gain some nourishment.
It’s so wonderful to grow, wonderful!”
Shu Jun is a very smart person. He can figure out the mysterious way of this just by thinking about it.
It seems that my own group of fly insects is like hunting dogs fed by ordinary people. The hunting dog culled the prey and ate the prey into its stomach, absorbed the nutrients and abilities of the prey, and naturally became stronger.
Then, when you kill a strong enemy in the future, you will undoubtedly increase your chances of winning!
After understanding this, Shu Jun's joy in his heart was no less light than the battle suit that had gained the tiger's head.
The existence of the Fly and Worm Legion is of great significance to Shu Jun!
Shu Jun planned to feed these fly insects well in the future and feed them well, which is comparable to a magical weapon.
Now, Shu Jun picked up the blood-red battle suit in his hand and observed his trophy.
This war suit is very thin, like a cloth shirt. On the chest of the war suit, there is a blood-red stone. This blood-red stone, the size of an egg, looks like a huge cherry
of.
As soon as Shu Jun picked up this battle suit, he felt that the blood in the blood in his hand had obviously accelerated its flow, and it felt like it was about to burst out, as if the blood would break through the flesh and rush towards this battle suit at any time.
"Strange!" Shu Jun frowned slightly and thought to himself, "It's a pity that I haven't practiced the Contemplation Art. Otherwise, although I don't know what the mystery of this battle suit is, at least I can know the battle suit first.
The grade is!”
In the Xuanming Star Cultivation World, the weapons and equipment used by monks are divided into five categories, from low to high according to grade, namely spiritual weapons, Taoist weapons, immortal weapons, divine weapons and holy weapons.
However, no matter which category of weapons a monk wants to identify, he must study the "Seeing Arts" and be able to distinguish the grade of an item through the "Seeing Arts" through the "Seeing Arts" to distinguish the grade of an item. Otherwise, he would simply use the naked eye to see it.
, it is impossible to tell the quality of the grade or the quality.
Shu Jun wanted to know the mystery of this battle suit, and his heart moved. When he thought that the tiger's head broke his arm and used his own blood to sacrifice the battle suit, he immediately thought of a solution.
There were fifteen pirates who robbed these three merchant ships in total. Except for the dead eagle, shark and tiger head, the other pirates were five on the boat of the Bear Master, and the rest of the pirates were gathered.
On this big ship.
At this time, the tiger's head was wiped out, and the thieves hiding in the cabin were frightened and afraid to show up. They were even more scared than the monks who were robbed on the ship.
Shu Jun grabbed a thief casually and without saying a word, he cut a wound on his arm.
"ah!"
With the pirate's scream, a large amount of arm blood immediately splattered onto the tiger's suit.
Shu Jun wanted to see what would happen if the blood was soaked in the battle suit.
The blood gushed out of the pirate's arms was like a stream, all sprayed onto the war suit. However, this war suit was like a bottomless pit, absorbing the blood of the pirate endlessly, but it was
No response.
"What's going on?" Seeing this scene, Shu Jun was unsure of what he thought.
The pirate lost too much blood and the true energy in the blood vessels in his body was dissipated and he fainted on the ground with his strength. Even the blood on his arms turned into bleeding instead of bleeding.
The battle suit in Shu Jun's hand is really a blood-drinking ancestor. Seventy or eighty percent of the blood in the thief's body flowed into this battle suit, but there was a drop of blood on the surface of the battle suit.
None of them remained.
"Not right?! At that time, I clearly saw the tiger's head soaking this battle suit with the blood on my arms. The blood was just slightly dyed, and the battle suit was full of blood. Why is it in my hands now? This battle suit is now
After drinking so much blood, I didn’t respond at all? Could it be that the bloodletting thief had a low cultivation level just now?"
Shu Jun thought and thought in his heart, and felt that this was not the case.
Shu Jun has a strong hands-on ability. It is better to do the same thing as thinking about problems that you can’t understand a hundred times.
At that moment, Shu Jun cut a wound on his arm, causing blood to spray on the suit, and observed the suit's reaction again.
What made Shu Jun feel disappointed was that the war suit still had no reaction, just like when the thief was asked to bleed.
No matter how strong Shu Jun's pursuit of knowledge is, he will never have to dry the blood on his body before he thought of stopping. So, when he saw that the battle suit did not respond, Shu Jun immediately stopped.
"Sure enough, the battle suit did not respond, not because of the cultivation level of the Blood Sacrifice! What was the reason?"
Thinking of this, Shu Jun's heart suddenly moved, "By the way! It's very likely that Hutou used soul-locking this war suit during his lifetime. The soul of this war suit was bound to Hutou's spiritual consciousness.
Even if the tiger head is destroyed now, others will not be able to perform a blood sacrifice on this battle suit like him!”
In the cultivation world of Xuanming Star, when a monk's cultivation level reaches a certain level, his spiritual consciousness can be bound to the weapon and equipment soul, which is the so-called "soul lock". Of course, it is also
The weapon soul of the weapon itself must support soul lock processing!
The equipment, the soul of the instrument and the master's spiritual sense bound after the soul lock processing is like the relationship between the lock and the key.
To open the lock, only this key can be opened. Once the owner dies, it is equivalent to the loss of the key, and the lock cannot be opened.
“***!”
Thinking of this very likely situation, Shu Jun was extremely unhappy. If this battle suit was really locked with the tiger head's spiritual sense, then Shu Jun got this battle suit, which would have been in vain.
, because it is impossible to use at all.
"No matter what, keep this war suit for now. You can't throw it away just because it can't be used, right? Let's take a step back and say that even if it can never be used, it's not good to put it as a decoration in Shufu.
OK? After all, this is a spoil, and there is no other value, at least it has a considerable commemorative value!"
Shu Jun is a person with a dynamic mind. After thinking about this, he no longer has any worries.
Next, Shu Jun walked into the cabin of the big ship and first saw who was in the cabin.
As Master Xiong told, the thiefs on these three large ships were just a dozen headed by tiger heads and sharks. Now, the tiger heads and sharks that pose a certain threat to Shu Jun have turned into powder.
On the big ship, Shu Jun is the most powerful existence. The other thieves had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy to Shu Jun. How could they have any bad intentions?
Shu Jun came to the cabin.
The cabin of the big ship in the middle was just the same as the cabin of the previous ship. The floor was covered with monks, men and women, and no one could stand up.
They were all lying on the ground, looking at Shu Jun entering the cabin, their eyes full of help, and the entire cabin was filled with moans like "Ouch", "Ahhh".
After Shu Jun entered the cabin, he first looked at the situation in the cabin, and then signed up for all the monks in the cabin.
"Fellow Taoists, here are the lord of Qianlin City, Qianlin City, and the head of Xingyi Sect, Shu Jun!"
Shu Jun is not stupid. In this case, of course he can no longer fabricate the pseudonym "She Ren", because the word "Shu Jun" requires them to keep it in mind to facilitate their gratitude to themselves!
The five hundred male and female monks in the cabin heard Shu Jun’s introduction, but they didn’t expect that Shu Jun was young and was not only the leader of a city, but also the head of a sect. He was young and promising, but he didn’t even have any.
It is extraordinary to fall to the ground like all of them.
Therefore, the monks in the boat placed their hopes of survival on Shu Jun alone, and the gaze of the five hundred monks looking at Shu Jun was also full of favor and respect.
"The three ships encountered water thieves. The water thieves used an aura called "Fire Poisonous Sorrow Qi" to control everyone, so that their true energy would be dissipated and they could not move."
Shu Jun introduced, "But don't worry, fellow Taoists. Just now, I have killed the thief leader, Shark and Tiger Head one after another. There is no threat on these three ships!"
Hearing this, the monks covered with the cabin nodded to Shu Jun and felt relieved. Some monks even raised their thumbs up to Shu Jun to express their approval of Shu Jun's wisdom and courage.