"A sacrificial weapon?" The purple-robed man didn't care. Anyway, in his script, He Zhao would end up dead and take the blame for him. "Forget it, let's teach you brats a lesson."
Never underestimate any strange person, even if you have a deadly sacrificial weapon in your hand!
"Poof!" "Poof!"
The giant bird flying high in the sky suddenly let out a shrill cry from its throat. Then it left a trail of blood in the air and plummeted to the ground.
At the same time, the leader of the Han Kingdom, who was hitting his head with a mace, let out a muffled groan. Then, his knees softened and he knelt in front of him with a thud, as if he was saluting.
Of the three leaders, only Daxuanren, who was hiding behind with a bow, survived.
"puff!"
No, the left arm of the Daxuan leader was penetrated by an invisible force, and a blood hole appeared.
The use of any sacrificial vessel comes with a price, no matter how big or small.
"You're so lucky, this time it was the arm that was pierced." He tore off a piece of clothing, took out the wound medicine from his pocket, and bandaged it casually. He recalled the scene where a senior shot an arrow and became a eunuch due to the backlash.
, couldn't help but shudder.
"I despise strangers the most. Every time I overuse the sacrificial weapon, I always cause a lot of trouble." The man in purple robe took out the arrow from his heart, and the gray spiritual power condensed in the palm of his hand.
He Zhao then saw that the arrow body was overflowing with black mist, gradually becoming rotten and dilapidated, until it was reduced to debris on the ground.
"It's just a foreign object, what can we rely on?" The purple-robed man picked up the long sword from the ground, raised his hand and thrust it downwards. It penetrated the leader of the cold country's throat directly into his internal organs.
"Giggle..."
Lift your right foot and kick it lightly.
"boom!"
The dead body fell to the ground.
"Wait a minute, I think we can have a talk..."
"puff--"
A long sword pierced through the heart.
He Zhao's physical speed was not slow. In the eyes of leader Daxuan, he could only catch a trace of phantom, which completely made him unable to react or make any resistance.
"Today's young aliens are really getting worse as they live. They are obviously weaklings who rely on sacrificial weapons, but they never practice any boxing or kicking skills." After finishing his words, he walked towards the giant bird that fell to the ground.
Hearing this, the man named He subconsciously rolled his eyes.
Do you think that everyone is as good at wielding a sword as you are?
"It's just a mid-level D-level golden eagle. He's an alien at the bottom of the D-level. He dares to come to me for trouble. How arrogant." The golden eagle, whose heart was severely damaged by the spirit transfer technique, was in tears.
Why am I leading the team? Don’t you have any feelings for me?
In the past fifty years, if you look across the border, are there any D-level aliens?
If most of the aliens didn't get the news and stir up excitement among the people, could they have made a surprise attack?
Of course, we have to thank the purple-robed man to some extent. If the other party hadn't gone crazy to hunt and kill him, he wouldn't have been able to take the leadership position.
"In the next life, polish your skills."
"puff--"
A sword pierced the golden eagle's eyeball.
"How is it?" The man in purple robe crossed his hands and asked He Zhao. "It's quite powerful, but I'm a little curious about how the levels of aliens are divided."
"There are four levels of A, B, C, and D, and each level is further divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower. D-shaped middle, Ice Crystal Elephant is the middle-level C, and Xiong Zhen is the upper-level D. The rest are all middle- and lower-level D."
He doesn't mind giving the dead people more knowledge.
"The two of us got to know each other, and you learned the art of medicine from me. There is no name of master and disciple, but the reality of master and disciple. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will not embarrass a dying person.
"
He Zhao's eyes rolled around and he quickly organized his words in his mind.
"What was that gray spiritual power just now?"
"Spiritual power? Haha, that's just the Qi of Qi Ren." The man in purple robe explained as he walked towards the underground space. "Qi Ren is a person loved by heaven and earth. Some people call him Quanren. He is different from ordinary people at birth.
Ability."
"Mine is the art of sending spirits, as you just saw. Any area covered by Qi (qi) can transfer damage to other people.
Of course, if the person whose damage was transferred does not die, other targets cannot be changed for a while. Otherwise, when the mace hits the head, the golden eagle and the reckless man will be dead long ago."
"As for Qi? Metaphysically, it's called Tao, and metaphysically, it's called a weapon. Tao is the origin of everything, and governs and restricts all things. In short, it can't be explained at the moment. All you need to know is that Qi cannot be compared to spiritual power."
"Furen? You made the stand-in puppet!" He Zhao suddenly thought of the puppet he got by drawing lots in the last simulation scene. The ability of that thing has nothing to do with the purple-robed man.
"Replacement puppet?"
When the other party heard the words, he was thoughtful.
"Your words awakened me. More than twenty years ago, I once dissected a very interesting alien. Its abilities were very similar to mine, but they were different."
At this moment, he was bursting with inspiration.
"While I still have enough time, I can give it a try."
After saying that, he walked towards the original room step by step.
"Squeak!"
Pushing open the door and entering, the purple-robed man controlled He Zhao's hands and slapped them very rhythmically.
"Pap...pap...pap...pap...pap..."
"..."
This sound always sounds like something is wrong.
"Kakaka!"
The sound of gears twisting was heard, and the door to a secret room opened.
"?"
He stayed with someone for nearly a month, but he didn't find any clues.
"Almost all of my life's work has been put here." After saying that, he opened a box on the ground. "The medical classics from various countries, the strange things I have seen in my life, and the homemade pharmaceutical powder formula."
Having said this, he paused and said again.
"Oh, that's right. Your mixed poison is actually leftover from playing when I was young. Everything in the world is more or less toxic. It's just that some of it is so tiny that when it is inhaled into the mouth and nose, it has no effect yet.
Digested and broken down by the human body.”
"I prefer to observe the environment and then quickly create a drug to increase the toxicity of the surrounding environment. Every preparation is a thrilling game."
The man in purple robe spoke so calmly that He Zhao felt that he was being tricked.
"This is the tree heart of the alien Kuimu people. When I first met it, I fought for a full day and night before it was consumed to death. Every fatal attack would only cause it to transfer to other trees.
It is somewhat similar to my technique of sending spirits. The substitute puppet you mentioned is made from the heart of a tree. If used in conjunction with sending spirits, it will surely play an unexpected role."
The next second, an operation that dazzled He Zhao was performed.
Half an hour later, a human-shaped puppet appeared in his hand.
The whole process is too complicated!
Dozens of ways to use Qi to hide the strange characters inside the puppet.
It can’t be said that I don’t understand it at all. I can only say that I haven’t learned anything.
"As long as you use blood as a guide and write your name, the damage can be transferred to the puppet."
"Is it done?"
He Zhao's voice sounded, and the purple-robed man controlled him again and nodded.
"That's enough, it's my turn next!"
As soon as the words fell, Wu Renzhao took over the physical body instantly.
"?"
"Don't be surprised. After fighting one after another, you have spent a lot of effort to create a stand-in puppet. Please tell me, how much power do you have left to control me?"
While he was talking, he walked towards the D-shaped room.
"What are you going to do?"
The man in purple robe asked.
"Nothing, I'm just going to sell myself for a good price!"