Chapter 605

"How Limited is one's blood."

Even if the practice reaches the realm of God and man, and the blood essence is abundant, it is still too insignificant compared with a great city.

"With our own blood, we can transform hundreds of millions of refined iron This is also... "

Chu Huoluo is usually quick witted, but now she is shocked and speechless.

"One man's blood, of course, is not enough."

Shen Zhenyi sighs.

"Even if it was the master craftsman of the secret arts of that day, his talent was extraordinary, and his blood could transform the sea, but it was still insufficient, not to mention his descendants..."

After a pause, he added, "this iron city is the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret arts. From generation to generation, it has been sacrificed with flesh and blood. It is not unusual. Although he is a martial arts master, he has a life span of only 60 years. Every 30 years, he has to change a generation of sacrificial masters. "

"Sixty?"

Princess long was shocked.

"That is to say, the old gentleman - not yet sixty years old?"

She looked at the old man with white hair sitting on the ground. He was very old, but At such a young age?

The most important thing for martial arts practitioners is the physical longevity. Those who have the highest level of martial arts in the human realm can live for 150 years. Those in the real world can live for more than 300 years. The average life span of the strong people in the divine realm is from 5600 years.

The iron and blood sacrifice Lord can only live for 60 years. Isn't it shortened to only one tenth?

Compared with ordinary people, it has no advantage.

"What's more, once you become a sacrificial master and dedicate blood essence, it means that you can't leave half a step away from the iron gate."

Shen Zhenyi's eyes also fell on the old man with white hair, pity and respect.

"With the continuous loss of blood, the body gradually weakened, limbs disabled, deaf and blind, until one day, five senses lost, all over paralysis, become a living dead."

"Even so His tragic fate is not over. "

Shen Zhenyi's tone is neither sad nor happy, describing the cruel fate.

"The next Lord of iron and blood sacrifice must be guided by his flesh and blood, so that he can grow up and get the seeds of blood essence, and then he can become a new generation of master craftsman of secret arts."

"At the beginning, when the master of secret arts died, he also died without a whole body."

It's not just death without a whole body, I'm afraid it's frustrating. There's nothing left.

- Shen Zhenyi is vague and doesn't know how to lead by flesh and blood.

But Chu Huoluo, Princess Longjun and zining Jun are all smart people. They can guess a little bit, but they are all chilly.

"Why do they want to?"

Chu Huoluo doesn't understand.

I devote my life to one place for one purpose, just like a bloodletting lamb, or even To sacrifice even one's own death?

How miserable is such a life?

Why would anyone want to?

Was it forced?

Shen Zhenyi was silent for a while, with respect in his tone: "this is called sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

Chu Huoluo and Princess long look at each other, not knowing why.

"Sacrifice individuals for the reproduction of groups. Sacrifice the ego and fulfill the big one. "

"It's easy to say, but what a miracle to do?"

Shen Zhenyi's eyes are directed at the distant starry sky. On the endless sky, there are the same people and the same race.

Such things are happening in every corner of the world.

It's just that sacrifice is small and big, great and ordinary.

"In fact, the human race of the seven wounded world has already come to an end. The rise and reproduction of fierce beasts is a war that the Terrans can't fight against."

"Once the fierce beasts start to explode, there will be many powerful beings at the level of the divine realm, which is incomparable to the step-by-step practice of the human race."

"Originally, in a thousand years, the Terran will be swept away. When we cut off the moon and fly the immortal, I'm afraid we will only see a world of fierce beasts."

Shen Zhenyi has also considered this possibility.

But fortunately, they arrived in this world of seven injuries.

There is a city.

Where there is a city, there are people.

It was from a thousand years ago that some people turned their flesh and blood into the Great Wall to stop the fierce invasion of fierce beasts and retain the vitality and blood of the human race.

Although thousands of years have passed, many people have become accustomed to the existence of the city. Most people do not know where the wall came from, let alone to commemorate the sacrifice of this generation of iron blooded people.

But they Still in the silent dedication of life.

"The city is where the people are, the city is dead and the people are dead. Flesh and blood are like iron, my heart will not die... "

The iron and blood disciples, taking the old man with white hair as the center, sat around in many circles, clasped hands and sang with emotion.

Many people's masks were broken, showing their bloody faces. Their eyes were calm, their faces were firm and resolute, and there was no sign of retreat.

They knew that they could not get involved in the battle between niemar and the Presbyterian Church, but the iron gate was their last line of defense, and no one wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape."Asshole!"

Sha wuchou's heart was as old as an old well. He thought that he had practiced for hundreds of years, but he had no blood in his heart. Seeing this, he still couldn't help his blood pouring up, whining and turning into a more fiery ball of fire, which hit Nie ma'er's bone claws like a moth to a fire.

"Trouble!"

With his eyes closed in the autumn night, his sword was like frost, and finally he no longer kept it. He took out his mysterious sword technique which he had studied for so many years. He was so aggressive that he ignored life and death - or, in other words, trusted his companions completely.

Originally, these guys are not credible.

"The dark light shines everywhere!"

Guangshengjun also fought for his life. He took a deep breath, and his body suddenly expanded into a round ball. The arc light from 360 acupoints of his body turned into a barrier, which blocked everyone's body and became a solid protection and protection!

"What hot blooded idiots..."

The black Ze military division sighs quietly, his body shape flickers and shrinks, and sometimes appears, like a ghost. Even he suddenly increased his attacks, and even risked many times to try to attack Nie ma er's vital points.

Shen Zhenyi has a smile on his face.

"Terran It's not time to die. "

The blood is still there, the city is still there.

At the last moment, even if it is a cunning person, even if it is usually treacherous, but brother-in-law wall, outside the defense of its bully!

In this kind of time, everyone can only trust their own companions and make the last effort.

Because only in this way can we survive!

"Flesh and blood, my heart will not die!"

"Flesh and blood, my heart will not die!"

All the iron and blood chanted loudly. The originally damaged Wanxue dark iron array also began to recover. Two unbroken fine iron dragons sent out thundering dragon chants and rose to attack Nie ma'er again!

Flesh and blood like iron, my heart will not die!

This is the Terran, the last line of defense.

If the iron gate is not destroyed and the city does not fall, it is related to the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

No one can go back.

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