Zhuang Wuming's mind swept around and quickly saw the warriors who were retreating.
They are taking off their clothes quickly.
His face was ashen, as if ice had entered his body, and his whole body was trembling.
At this time, they quickly jumped into the wooden barrels prepared in the military camp, which were filled with the smell of medicinal materials.
It took a while before their expressions came back to their senses, their bodies were full of vitality and blood, and a trace of cold air rose from the top of their heads.
"Is it cold? Every time a lost soul is killed, they will suffer a huge invasion of cold air."
"This is caused by the power of the lost soul."
"It didn't erode them, but it caused this unusual cold."
"A war is almost a one-on-one battle. You have to retreat after fighting. This efficiency is frighteningly low."
Seeing this kind of battle, Zhuang Wuming was also speechless.
At this time, in the city, a powerful aura rushed towards the front line.
An alarm sounded quickly in the military camp, and the guard officer behind Zhuang Wuming quickly stepped forward.
"Your Excellency, General, there are soul-losers who are comparable to seventh-level warriors in Baicheng, and you need to take action to suppress them."
"This is your exclusive set."
A set of closed armor as black as ink appeared in the officer's hands.
Looking at this suit of armor, Zhuang Wuming did not refuse and raised his hand to pick it up.
He quickly put it on his coat.
The armor changed rapidly and stuck to his coat like water, making him look very burly.
This is a battle armor that covers its face, and its eyes are covered with mysterious crystals.
Zhuang Wuming looked into the distance, where a lost soul covered in countless black smoke had arrived on the battlefield.
Behind it, countless black hairs flew, turning into countless black threads and blasting down towards the battlefield.
Countless black threads, like countless javelins, covered the battlefield with a radius of a hundred meters.
It is filled with the breath of death, and once it comes, no one will be able to resist it.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming took one step, shrunk to an inch, and reached an astonishing pace.
Arriving directly at the battlefield one kilometer away.
Looking up at the countless hair strands falling from the sky, the endless energy and blood in his body exploded.
It was like a big explosion in the universe, with torrents of energy and blood rising into the sky, like stars exploding.
Boom boom boom
The dense torrent of explosions destroyed all the hair.
The next moment, Zhuang Wuming walked through the air and arrived in front of the powerful lost soul.
I don’t know when a finger was pointing towards the other person’s head and eyebrows.
This blow was silent and contained the infinite true meaning of the explosion of the universe.
This is truly pure martial arts. The power of this world comes from the seventh level "Infinite Body" that Zhuang Wuming has cultivated.
boom
Terrifying power, infinite energy and blood compression, and the power of explosions were unleashed without reservation due to Zhuang Wuming's martial arts experience.
The lost soul's head exploded on the spot, and he could not die anymore. Although he was of the same level, he had no resistance.
The lost soul's strength grows rapidly, relying entirely on strength, being cold and emotionless, and fearless of death.
But it itself has no intelligence and no combat experience.
Once the force cannot suppress the warrior, there is no chance of victory.
But these are just ordinary people. Once a warrior is infected, the warrior's combat experience will be directly inherited.
This kind of lost soul is the most terrifying.
But this time the lost soul who fought against Zhuang Wuming was not transformed into a warrior, so he died very simply.
The whole body turned into smoke, and an inexplicable breath flowed out from the body of the dead soulless man.
If according to the normal sequence, there is no suitable life form within a certain range, it will disappear without a trace.
Now another result occurred, an invisible suction force erupted from Zhuang Wuming's body.
Under the power of an inexplicable law of cause and effect, it was directly sucked into Zhuang Wuming's body.
Zhuang Wuming felt his talent become cold, and with a glance, his extra-dimensional energy had changed.
At this point it becomes 32 points.
In other words, killing a level 7 lost soul by yourself only adds 1 point of extra-dimensional energy.
"One o'clock is too little, right?"
Suddenly, a huge feeling of dissatisfaction arose in his heart, but the next moment, Zhuang Wuming's heart moved.
"By the way, when I first killed the lost soul, I only gained 1 point of extra-dimensional energy."
"Do all these low-quality soul products only have a little bit of extra-dimensional energy?"
Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming suddenly understood.
"Then let's try it out."
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate at all and launched an attack on dozens of lost souls on the ground with a casual blow.
Qi and blood differentiated, and dozens of bloody finger forces penetrated the void.
The low-level soul-lost person couldn't resist it at all, and his body was instantly pierced and exploded in countless bloody shocks.
The next moment, Zhuang Wuming glanced at himself.
Along with the cool feeling between his eyebrows, his extra-dimensional energy directly reached 100 points.
"Sure enough, extra-dimensional energy is not determined by the level of inferior soul-formed products."
"Superdimensional energy only has the most fundamental point in their bodies, and all other powers are just appearances."
"It's really terrifying. A drop of extra-dimensional energy can create an existence of level seven or above. It's unbelievable."
"Then the woman in White City who can infect countless inferior soul-formed products is obviously different from ordinary inferior soul-formed products."
"He seems to be able to create extra-dimensional energy."
Next, Zhuang Wuming directly began to traverse the battlefield.
Countless fingers of energy and blood condensed exploded, killing all the low-level soul-losers one after another.
He had killed almost all the lost souls in his area and had accumulated nearly 500 points of extra-dimensional energy.
At the same time, he quickly returned to the military camp.
At this time, his escort team had prepared a huge pool in a separate camp.
Seeing Zhuang Wuming's return, officer Zhao Qiankun immediately opened the camp tent and stood guard outside the camp with the guards.
Although Zhuang Wuming didn't feel cold all over, he had to show off.
Soaking in the medicinal bath, feeling the hot medicinal bath all over his body, made him fall into a comfortable feeling.
His eyes scanned his own attributes.
"Infinite Body" seventh-level proton body (eighth-level upgrade condition: 100 extra-dimensional energy yes/no)
Without hesitation, he directly chose yes.
A strange cold force surged out from the center of his eyebrows, washing over his body.
At the same time, the true meaning of martial arts from countless "Infinite Bodies" was automatically integrated into his knowledge.
His thinking rapidly improved, and his body structure began to change rapidly at the same time.
In the next moment, his body had turned into countless proton particles, forming a mysterious form, a structure similar to an array.
Billions of proton particles, with countless qi and blood connecting them, form a strange form.