The aliens are indeed perverts, but their fighting spirit is still worthy. Although they have the most perverts, they are still perverts!
"The Soul-Devouring Team gathers! Count the number of people!" Feng Juanyun was straight, but his face finally showed a trace of fatigue uncontrollably. After the war ended, dozens of places on his body were forced to use his own skills before.
The wound was instantly bleeding. Although it was covered with skin trauma, it was shocking.
On the other hand, Ying Bokong also issued the same order almost at the same time.
Both of them wanted to know the casualties of their brothers.
The end of this battle—
The Cantian Brigade eventually killed three people, seriously injured 79 people, and the rest, including the captain Ying Bokong, everyone was injured countlessly!
As for the Soul-Devouring Team, three people were killed, one person was dying, and sixty-eight were seriously injured. The rest were all covered in scars.
Fighting against tens of thousands of people on the other side, nearly a hundred times the number of enemies alone, only seven casualties were finally killed or killed. Such a record is not uncommon! However, Ying Bokong and Feng Juanyun both felt the heavy and sincere pain in their hearts.
So what if the other party is all finished with 50,000 people? So what if even 100,000 people? After all, it is not as important as your own brother! Even if it is 100,000, it is not worth it, let alone as many as seven people!
Although the number of casualties in battle was small, the formation taught by Jun Moye could kill the Saint Lord with two levels no matter which one! After calculating like this, you will know the horror of the death!
The seven people who died in battle were directly equivalent to as many as seven Saints, who died under the opponent's siege tactics! During the melee, there were not only enemies, but also their own comrades. They must not be careless.
The self-destruction of the launch!
The bodies of the fallen soldiers were finally preserved in an extremely complete manner!
All of them were snatched back by their comrades and kept them firmly behind them.
The tiger king on the other side was also speechless.
The battle ended, and the number of tiger soldiers under his command finally reached more than 100! In terms of proportion, it was only slightly more than the Soul-Devouring Division of Cantian, but the grief of the tribe's death could not be ignored!
"Everyone gathers together to finish the team!" Ying Bokong waved his hand, his face heavy and his eyes were a little red. But he couldn't tell it very much.
Feng Juanyun held the dying warrior in his arms, constantly emitting mysterious energy to maintain his last bit of vitality, while running wildly. At this time, he had already gone far away.
Feng Juanyun wants to save his comrades...
The warrior was so weak that he could not even speak, and there was only a hint of anxiety and regret in his eyes! The Huitian Pill had already taken it, but it had any effect! The warrior was obviously completely gone!
The desperate situation of exhaustion and exhaustion.
This warrior was hit so hard by the crazy siege of four Mad Swordsmen and was also hit by two of them at the same time. Faced with such injuries, even the Huitian Pill was ineffective!
Feng Juanyun knew that even the Huitian Dan was powerless to do anything, it was almost equivalent to verdicting the death penalty for this team member. The metaphor of nine deaths is no longer appropriate, and it is more appropriate to use ten deaths without life. At this time, if there are still people who can
Giving him a glimmer of chance of survival, he only had Jun Moye!
However, just as Feng Juanyun tried his best to transport his pure mysterious energy and ran with all his strength, he suddenly felt the warrior's body tremble slightly, and a sudden silence spread out quickly. Feng Juanyun's
My body shook a lot and almost fell to the ground on the spot. It seemed that at this moment, all the strength in my body was pulled out of my body!
Feng Juanyun clearly sensed that he had put his hand on the life gate of his comrade's vest, and the mysterious energy could no longer be transported in at all...
A white shadow flashed in front of him, and Jun Moyeru ran over and flickered to the point of approaching: "How is it?"
"There is no help..." Feng Juanyun said in dismay, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The battle was about to get out of the blue, Feng Juanyun was already extremely tired, and just now he instilled the little mysterious energy left in his body into the dying warrior at all costs. At this moment, he saw that his comrades were still dead, and finally
I couldn't help but feel my mind was stimulating, and internal and external injuries occurred at the same time, and I couldn't help vomiting blood.
"How could this happen? Did you take the Huitian Pill? It's useless? Let's take a look!" Jun Moye gently and quickly hugged the warrior from Feng Juanyun's arms, and sighed with a touch.
Tone.
Although this person's body still has residual heat, the internal organs inside the body have all turned into powder! Even the dantian is broken!
Such injuries are completely cured!
Even though the magical healing effect of seizing the creation of heaven and earth, it is still only effective for living people. It is never a fairy pill that brings back the dead!
Feng Juanyun kept bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he said sadly: "Song Yan... didn't even have time to leave a last word; since he was injured, he had been struggling to say something, but he could never say it...
...Song Yan, Brother Song has regrets... He has just gotten married less than a year..."
Jun Moye took a deep breath, and two golden lights suddenly shot out from his eyes, and he said fiercely: "How can our brothers go on the road with regret!" As he spoke, Jun Moye's face turned into an instant
Light golden color! Faizhi's face, Jun Moye's whole body suddenly flashed with bright golden light, misty and blurry!
"Soul Gathering!" Jun Moye shouted softly. The golden light surrounded by his body suddenly expanded, covering the three-meter-meter-area surrounding him!
Soul gathering is a kind of extraordinary magical power that Xuanzhe can use after breaking through the realm of the Supreme Saint Lord. As long as a person has just died and his body temperature is still there, the powerful Saint Lord can use this mysterious magical power, and he can still use it.
The dissipated souls temporarily retracted into their original body, which can create a short-term return effect and explain the last few last words. If you are lucky, you can even form a spiritual seed and retain your own memory and reincarnate again.
But this is only limited to those who just died!
If the death time only takes more than a dozen breaths, gathering souls will be useless!
Moreover, every time this soul gathering magic power is used, it will consume at least half of the power of a saint, and it will not be restored in the short term! Therefore, unless it is a close relative of the flesh and blood, or the only living thing of the deep hatred, no one can bear to do so.
Use this secret method.
The cost is really too great!
But Jun Moye didn't even hesitate at this moment.
The other dead brothers were too late to save, but the one in front of him must not be seen scattered even if he had no last wish to say!
In Feng Jianyun's eyes, he suddenly looked extremely ecstatic!
He saw with his own eyes that the body of the brother who had just died suddenly trembled slightly, and a rosy look gradually appeared on his face!
That's the feeling of life!
Sweat broke out on Jun Moye's head!
He has undoubtedly used all his strength!
But the worst thing in front of me is that the dantian of this warrior named Song Yan has been completely destroyed! Even if he has powerful divine power, he cannot operate in his body and exert his effect. Jun Moye wants to be taller than him by himself.
The power of the Holy Lord at a level four of more than a dozen levels condensed his spiritual seeds, but he was unable to catch his strength!
A red light flashed slightly in Jun Moye's eyes, which were filled with golden light, but it activated the power of Hongjun Tower to support it!
With a gentle ***, the soldier finally opened his eyes again, looking at Jun Moye's sweaty face above him, and his eyes were filled with indescribable emotion.
He seemed to understand that there was not much time left for himself, and he struggled hard, wriggled his lips, and said desperately: "Three...Three Young Master... Please... Please tell my wife... while she is young...
young……"
Without a word, I tilted my head and disappeared.
But this time, it was really a waste of time to turn things around!
He can only try his best to use his maximum ability limit at present, so he can only say this more.
From beginning to end, he did not say the word Xie to Jun Moye because there was no need to say that word between them!
Although he hasn't finished speaking, everyone knows what he means and understands very well: Let his wife remarry while she is young...
No one expected that this was his last wish! Let his wife remarry...
Feng Juanyun's face, which had already shown joy, appeared sadly again. He sighed softly and left his face.
Jun Moye sighed deeply, and a holy white light suddenly reflected on his face with golden brilliance...
In an instant, a small figure slowly emerged from the top of the warrior named Song Yan. It was the size of a fist at most, but it had a head and hands, all limbs, and all facial features. This small figure
But it is entirely composed of thick fog!
At this moment, the faint but clear face showed a deep sense of confusion, and there were signs of dissipation in the wind.
Jun Moye flipped it casually, but there was an extra jade box in his hand. With a move, the little man had already entered the small jade box. Then he flipped his hand and the jade box disappeared again.
This jade box is made of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, which is enough to protect the warrior's spiritual seeds from dispersing! If the warrior named Song Yan knows how to use the environment and refine himself in this way, then he will be in the next life
The achievements will be limitless!
Jun Moye devoted all his efforts to his subordinates, and it can be said that he had reached the end. No one in the world can do better than him!
"When everything settles after the war, I will personally find the best reincarnation choice for you." Jun Moye said silently: "As for your wife and family, my brothers and I will naturally take good care of them, you don't have to worry.
.If she intends to remarry, we will only be happy to see it happening and can guarantee that there will be no rumors..."
Feng Juanyun and others also saluted to the corpse of the warrior on the ground with a solemn expression. Even those who were seriously injured struggled to get up and say their final farewell to their brothers. Everyone's eyes were full of reluctance.
, and loss.
Even if the spirit seed grows up twenty years later, it will not be called Song Yan anymore, nor will it be a soldier belonging to this Soul-Devouring Force of the Remnant Heaven...