Faced with Tian Bang's question, Molun wiped away the dust on his shoulders and arms and answered directly: "If you weigh less than 40 kilograms, you can almost help me collect the body... But it doesn't matter, there must be someone who is in a worse mood."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came out: "Molun!"
The source of the sound comes from Ren Hong. After the temporary fortress, the priest of the cult who rebelled against the Binding Sect slammed his fists on the ground, smashing the cracked ground into pieces. However, the aura burning like a bonfire in front of him turned into smoke and disappeared. Follow-up.
Tian Bang was fine, but his deputy Meng Tu, who was rushing over on the other side, felt like he was hit in the head by an invisible hammer: "The ceremony was ruined? When?"
Under Morun, there is a relatively flat front cover of the vehicle, but it has a slight slope and leans forward. This made his body bend even deeper: "The ceremony requires attitude. The result is a race against time. That's it."
"It's still early!" Ren Hong's hoarse voice echoed in the ruins, "It's not over yet!"
Morun breathed out, faced the ruins of the steel frame in front, and laughed softly: "Yes, you are still a shepherd. But the 'nutrient' you have secretly collected over the years has been poured in..."
"I am willing to pay for the Blood Soul Temple." Ren Hong's breathing became more rapid. He raised his voice hoarsely, "As long as the Blood Soul Temple is here and I am here, I have not failed. I am the defender of the Blood Flame's will. By!
Morun shook his head: "As long as life exists, the Will of Blood Flame will exist, and it never needs to be defended. What needs to be defended is only the laws and wisdom of our contact and communication with the Will of Blood Flame..."
"Haha, Morun, are you preaching to me? Over the years, you have been hypnotizing yourself like this, kneeling down and licking that woman's toes! You old fool, you are just a mascot used by that businesswoman to preserve value. There is really no difference between you and Jiang Yuan!"
"Really? Then let me remind you that Jiang Yuan is really your adoptive father."
"That's right, but that doesn't change the fact that he is the mascot raised by that woman. That woman only sees return on investment, and the teachings, teachings, and followers are all tools that can be updated and replaced at any time... Now it's your turn! "
"I'm more proactive than you think."
End the topic with one sentence.
At this time, the beam of the tactical flashlight swept across the ruins where Morun was hiding, revealing his blurry figure. Morun did not dodge, faced the light, and raised three fingers:
"I came here today with a total of three goals: checking the cards, stopping the loss, and making a comeback. I'm old, so I don't think too much about it. If I complete any one of them, I can give myself a hundred points... Now I've considered the possibility of over-fulfillment. "
The beam occasionally swept across his face, capturing a rare smile on his usually serious face.
Tian Bang saw this fragment from the gap between the steel frame and the vehicle, and then stared at it. After about three seconds, he looked away again and looked down at his chest.
My eyes pierced through the darkness, and I saw that the outer sweatshirt and the inner T-shirt had turned into a burnt black color at some points.
Tian Bang didn't move his hands and feet, and the flames of style flickered outside. These areas were completely ashes, revealing small damaged holes that reached to his chest muscles.
It can be seen that there are some slight scorch marks on the body here, and no matter how the fire of format shakes, it cannot be removed.
Tian Bang has indeed been injured by the impact of the black soul body...
During the instant confrontation, he looked at Morun as ethereal as a ghost, but the killing intent in his chest was very real. It is only a few centimeters away from the heart.
Check the cards, stop the loss, turn the market over... It is said that you can only accomplish one thing, but in actual practice, you are very greedy, senior!
No, if you continue to be so hypocritical, I will throw up.
Therefore, Tian Bang lightly dusted his chest and grinned at the other side of the steel frame ruins: "Old soldier Youzi, you are very annoying!"
Before the words were spoken, light emitted.
Morun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the criss-crossing tactical flashlight beams could not affect his perception. However, through the thick steel frame and car body, the sudden burst of flames pierced directly into his eyes.
The chaotic stacked ruins in front seemed to be distorted in the strong light... No, they were really distorted.
Thousands of beams of light tore through all obstacles within the ten-meter space, like the sun exploding in a dark prison, pouring out blazing and violent light.
The ruins beneath people's feet even undulate like waves, and every tiny pore is filled with strong light. The ruins area of thousands of square meters was suddenly as bright as day.
It has been a long time since Morun's eyes felt sore, but now, he instinctively half-closed his eyelids, and the black soul body was also trying its best to distort the interface between spirit and matter, trying to weaken the impact of the strong light that burst out instantly.
At this moment, the strange sound of "chichi" spread among the ruins, and at the same time, there was also the black smoke wrapped around the body, including his qi that was always united.
This field of obliterating power and format fire architecture has been famous for a long time:
"Format the field!"
The legendary ability that is closest to the supernatural species can realize the formatting of almost all extraordinary powers.
Under normal circumstances, it often takes five to seven Dark Blue Walker tactical teams to work together to achieve this. Tian Bang completed the erection with one person, without even wearing exoskeleton armor. Its strength is so powerful that it is not an exaggeration to judge it as B+ level.
"The other party showed their cards..."
Morun tried to turn his body into nothingness to avoid the direct attack. In the past, things could change in the blink of an eye, but now, under the coverage of the formatted field, the operation of the black soul body has also been affected, and there has been an obvious stagnation. Forced transformation will only lead to unpredictable consequences.
With a sudden change of thought, Morun formed a seal with his arms, covering his face and chest vitals, and assumed the most thorough defensive posture.
This is the judgment made by fifty years of fighting instinct. The beating heart and boiling blood are enough to prove that the crisis is coming, and no more reasons are needed.
The next moment, Tian Bang's unconcealed ferocious eyebrows appeared in Morun's blurred vision.
Coming up!
Just like in the last round of confrontation, when Morun was close to Tian Bang, at this time, Tian Bang instantly shortened the distance between him and Morun to nothing.
It was too close, and what was completely different from the last time was that under the coverage of the "formatted field", Morun's black soul body was severely restricted. Any outbreak would first have to be forcibly distorted and destroy the effect of the field—— No matter how hard your fist is, it will lose its impact even if it penetrates more than ten layers of thick sponge pads.
Fortunately, after Tian Bang set up the "formatted field", he also cut off the possibility of exerting extraordinary power. Moreover, since he was not wearing armor, he no longer had to worry about the corresponding cutting-edge weapons and could only rely on his fists to speak.
Morun completely gave up the idea of releasing his internal energy and prepared to use his old bones and his honed skills to block Tian Bang's iron body.
But at this moment, the high temperature that burned his soul rushed towards his face, burning away the thin black mist on his body, penetrating through his muscles and bones; even more fire smoke rushed up at the spiritual level, instantly turning into an exploding cloud of smoke.
For a moment, everything he could sense through his mind and see with his eyes were covered by the monstrous light of blood; then, swollen claws occupied the entire field of vision, crushing him all over his face.
A roar like a tidal wave came to Morun's ears:
Blood blood blood!
Fire fire fire!
