Inujuro said with a sad face: "What can you refuse to die? A person has only one life."

"You are not a human." Yingyang said with a smile.

Inujuro was no longer in the mood to tell the difference. This matter was too terrible. His mind was full of fantasies, as if Su Jing had put him in a cage now, and his whole body was filled with tubes. Outside the cage, there were several large buckets, and then the blood he had flowed out.

"Young Master, you can't..." Inujuro said weakly.

Su Jing waved and asked Inujuro to come to his side. He said to Inujuro: "It is the most kind way to release you some blood. Do you know that if this matter is spread, someone will find you many bitches, so that you can pass on the family line as soon as possible and find a dog demon with your bloodline. Do you understand what I mean?"

Inujuro shivered, Su Jing smiled and said, "So, if anyone here says half a word about what happened today, I will make him worse than death. Don't blame me for not explaining it clearly."

Su Jing's words were filled with a hypnotic effect. These people were all under his command, and they were respectful to him, so it was easy to hypnotic. Although the effect may not be very good, it could stop some unintentional leaks after all.

Inujuro looked at Su Jing gratefully. Although he was a dog demon, he had turned into a human form. Now he only wanted to find a beauty, not a bitch.

"Juro, when you were training with your teacher, you were injured and bleeding every day, right?"

"Yes." Inujuro remembered the hellish days in Linhengshan, and was still scared.

"I need your blood to do research to see why this strange effect is there. I can't collect blood from you every day. Don't worry, I'm still waiting for you to advance to the Golden Pill to become a big monster. If you are not feeling bad, I guess you will lose your mood in the future."

"Young Master, you are such a good person!" Inujuro sincerely worshiped him. If someone else had any kindness, would he be so kind? He is just a little demon, Su Jing's follower.

Su Jing already has the core of a supercomputer, and it is not a problem to establish a blood analysis laboratory. Daomen has studied this deeply. Su Jing only needs to compare it with the existing data and analyze it, and you can roughly determine the secret of Inujuro's bloodline.

Such things can be done with Su Jue with his brain. However, after Su Jing has finished calculating, he still has to design a substitute. This is the most important thing.

The substitute must not be as special as Inujuro's blood. The effect will be much worse, and it can also improve the excitation efficiency of paper talismans. This is more valuable than anything else.

Su Jingming said it to warn everyone in the tenth floor. He was so impossible to abuse Inujuro, this little demon...

Su Jing doesn't know how to describe him. His heart is a mature man, and Inujuro is like a child. For Su Jing, Inujuro is just like a primary school student, the technician he has taught.

Su Jing's words determined their destiny.

There was not much time, Su Jing said to Wunian: "I need to quickly restore the true Qi. Do you have any solutions?"

Wu Nian nodded, and he called seven brothers over. Everyone used their fingers to directly call and paint the formation on the ground. The light golden blood was forced out of the pores on their fingers and drew a circular formation diagram with a diameter of only one foot.

"Prince, stand inside, we will provide you with true Qi."

Su Jing nodded and stood in a small circle. The soldiers moved the table and Su Jing continued to write the Five Thunder Determination Spell. This talisman array is his basic homework for practicing writing talismans. When he is free, he basically relies on this to train his perception, judgment, combination and other skills of runes.

This time, he was going to deal with the death scythe summoned by the priest. His divine opponent has a similar realm to Wu Nian, and his combat power is stronger than Wu Nian.

Su Jing didn't know how long it would take to immobilize this monster. Fortunately, this monster looked emotional and treated the soldiers of the evil god kingdom equally. Those who stood in front were cut off with one knife.

Su Mu is not good at Fu Dao, so he can only watch from the side and cannot help Su Jing.

In this way, there was depression in her eyes. Su Jing felt it, turned around and said to Su Mu: "Do you a favor."

"do what?"

"Use your true qi to strengthen the quality of these talisman papers." Su Jing said.

"Okay." Su Mu smiled. Although it was just a trivial matter, he could help, right?

Su Jing is not aimless. Su Mu's true qi has the aura of the demon clan. If the quality of the talisman paper is enhanced, it can better integrate Inujuro's bloody power.

The battle below completely became a stage for the Iron Buddha and the Grim Reaper Scythe. The Grim Reaper Scythe was entangled by the Iron Buddha, and he was helpless. In almost ten minutes, he could kill an Iron Buddha, but in only half of the time, a new come would be created in the metal box. The new Iron Buddha appeared continuously, and it would not take long to control the two Buddhist war towers below.

The Death Scythe looked at the top of the scythe, and there were seven layers above it. If you continue to fight one by one, when will you become the leader?

There is no limit to being summoned. After being defeated, it will return to the kingdom of Death. However, if it cannot complete the summoning mission, Death may get angry and kill him, the attendant.

Thinking of this, the black robe on his body slowly raised, and his powerful aura directly forced the iron Buddha around him to retreat. The black robe turned into a pair of smoke-like wings. It flapped its wings violently and hit the Buddhist war tower one end.

The windows of the Buddhist war tower are almost unbreakable from the outside to the inside, but can be passed through calmly from the inside to the outside.

It flew out of the battle tower and flew directly to the tenth floor. As for everything in the tower, it no longer cared about it. Killing people in the tenth floor will be much simpler. If people in the tenth floor are not dead, the iron lumps that block themselves will never be eliminated.

Wu Nian saw this scene and immediately activated the formation. The Buddhist battle tower slowly rotated, and the window for the tenth time was also closed. He didn't care about the battle situation at the gourd mouth at all. According to the information of the Void Buddha Eye, under the city wall at the gourd mouth, the bodies had accumulated high on the side of the city wall, forming a slope.

These corpses and blood were frozen extremely hard. The evil magicians in the Kingdom of Evil God took the opportunity to perform evil magic and created a wide road with a gentle angle. The cavalry in the Kingdom of Evil God had already begun to attack the defense at the citytop from this road.

The fixed equipment on the top of the city has long been destroyed. Now it is all based on the equipment carried by soldiers.

Fortunately, there are chariots, and the city is too wide to accommodate chariots. It is quite difficult to destroy chariots.

The crossbow arrows, steel balls and jade sent by Fumo City are quickly consumed. The Qi Refiner has changed more than a dozen batches. After a while, the third-rate rotation will be replaced.

There must be a hard battle there. The enemy divided the troops to attack the Buddhist war tower. Although the effect was very bad, it prevented the hidden danger of being attacked from behind.

The Buddhist Battle Tower was too busy to take care of itself. With a loud bang on the window on the tenth floor, the huge weapon in the hand of the God of Death Scythe slashed up, and the entire tower shook.

The Death Scythe flies in the air, circling the tenth floor of the battle tower, experimenting with windows one by one to see which one has lower defense. After trying it, the Death Scythe was a little confused because according to the reaction of his weapon, the defenses of the twelve windows around the tower were all equal.

This is unlikely. No matter what business it is, construction will always be different. If the defense is the same, it means that these windows are all formations.

To maintain the operation of such a formation, at least one pseudo-god needs to provide power. The formation controlled by ordinary strong people cannot withstand the attack of their own weapons at all.

If there is a false god in this tower, just come out and slap yourself to death, why bother to hide it?

I don’t know that there are things like Bodhisattva relics in the world that can be used by monks to provide power for formations. Bodhisattvas themselves are realms of true immortals, but their relics cannot be so powerful. The judgment of the God of Death Scythe is the false god. The false god can barely descend into this world and its strength is suppressed.

Involving higher-level existences, the Death Scythe rarely hesitated. It knew that the enemy was a monk, but was a monk from different planes, and belonged to a different system of gods. It could not tell which kind of god monk was a believer of the god. It had never heard of Buddhist things. After all, the Buddha's kingdom disappeared for too long, and the gods who had paid attention to the Buddha's kingdom had long forgotten them.

The gods who can send false gods to this world will be quite powerful beings, perhaps even more powerful than the god of death.

This disrespectful thought appeared in the mind of the Death Scythe. If it still had a brain, it would have to be described like this. When this thought arises, it was also shocked.

The gods issued oracles to attack the Eastern Qin Empire. The reason was that the Eastern Qin Empire was a place of disrespect for gods, a desert of faith and a paradise for blasphemers. Therefore, the gods wanted to work together to eliminate it and promote faith to the entire continent.

Are the gods lying? The Eastern Qin Empire has other gods ruled!

If that is the case, it is a god war.

If it were not forcibly, the gods would not launch a divine war. All divine wars would be a consequence of both losses. The victors fell into a deep sleep, the losers would extinguish the divine fire and the divine character would be broken.

Is it necessary for me to provoke a believer of a powerful god?

The Death Scythe wants to turn around and fly back, kill more unimportant people below, just go back and hand in the job. Anyway, the level of the believers who summoned themselves is too low, so it is impossible to talk to the Death directly.

How to fight and leave depends entirely on your own preferences.

It just flew around the Buddhist Battle Tower in circles, and the Void Buddha Eye at the top of the Buddhist Battle Tower brought all the details of it to Wunian's eyes.

Su Jing was writing paper talismans, but he didn't look at the three-dimensional image at all. Wunian observed carefully, observing the form of the God of Death Scythe, and the idea of ​​capturing it in his mind.
Chapter completed!