Outside Luolin City, Du Buer took out the knee curled battle angel from the storage soul guide. Looking at the exquisite machine armor and the storage soul guide as precious as antiques, even if he was the owner of the big fighting soul field, he had to lament the generosity of the film. Together, at least things worth millions of gold soul coins, he said he would give them to him. He was not at all relieved, This makes him feel poor as a rich fellow.


    Of course, what he doesn''t know is that in terms of capital, the studio is actually far less rich than him. The territory is just stable. There are not many exported goods, so it''s naturally impossible to quickly realize the good things.


    He took out the poison of the battle angel. After observing that no one was around, he crept into the mecha.


    Because there are few electronic components in the mecha, it is basically a fool''s operation. The body action determines the mecha action. After pressing the switch, the poison in the mecha grasps the balance, and then stands firm.


    It''s not difficult to control. Du Buer seems to adapt to the feeling that the manipulation does not belong to his own limbs. After two steps, he becomes familiar with it. He even practiced boxing in situ with his machine armor on.


    Don''t mention that the title Douluo is different from the machine armor. It''s just a set of ordinary boxing techniques, which can also make a tiger flourish. Even the strong people who are also Title Douluo have to be in a hurry when they get this old fist without any extraordinary power.


    The poisonous toss is all seen by the photographer with an astronomical telescope. Don''t ask why he has an astronomical telescope at home. Anyway, it must not be used to peep at girls'' clothes.


    On the roof, he rubbed his nose and felt that the mecha might not be able to take it: "why do you like my mecha so much, and it''s still in a feminine style? Is it difficult for you to be a big man in women''s clothing? EH ~ I''ll see you later. He has to pay attention. It''s too bad if there''s a problem with his sexual orientation! "


    The poison in the machine armour sneezed, and the machine armour trembled. After sneezing, he noticed that the machine armour was out of power. His boxing just now cost more power than the whole battle before.


    After turning over the storage soul guide, I found that the photographer had put more than ten batteries in it. If he didn''t take out the wave, it would be enough for him.


    Thinking of something serious, Du Buer could only reluctantly leave the mecha and whispered to himself: "it feels really... Great! It''s much better than a useless body! If this thing is really made by the Duke of tulip, I will get a set no matter how much it costs! "


    Thinking of his painful experience over the years and thinking about the broken machine armor that can be repaired by changing parts, poison could not help but strengthen his mind.


    Human beings have limits!


    The filmmaker won''t know that his small change will make someone stop being a man.


    ……


    Du Buer returns to the underground headquarters of Dadou soul field. This is Tiandou empire. There is a natural ice cave 100 meters underground. There is an extremely cold spring deeper in the ice cave.


    The temperature there is enough to instantly freeze a soul Saint into an ice sculpture. Even the powerful Title Douluo cannot go deep. No one knows what is hidden in the depths of the cold spring, but what is hidden is not important to Du Buer, because it is only made into a cold storage by him.


    In the cold spring of the cold storage, the frozen human limbs are ferocious, with arms, left and right hands, legs, or single hands and feet.


    A large number of people feel numb when they see it. It''s like the scene of the autopsy case left by the abnormal murderer, but there are only limbs but no other parts of the human body.


    Du Buer walked among them, picked them up, and finally picked up the strongest limbs and cherished them.


    "It''s time to say goodbye to these days, and it''s time to change a set of top limbs. Guys, if you have to fight in the future, you don''t need to bother you!"


    While talking to himself, he took off his clothes and revealed his body full of scars, just like a strange suture. His limbs were sewn up!


    "Do you think that just giving false thanks to the bodies of the dead can cover up your heavy blood debt? I guessed you were a ghost master! Although it may affect the insect''s plan, it''s my duty to get rid of your cancer! "


    In the ice cave, he suddenly walked out of a person and didn''t even find the trace of the comer with his poisonous cultivation. Obviously, the other party''s cultivation was still above him.


    Someone has discovered his biggest secret. A fierce battle is inevitable. It''s just that the dress of the comer is really strange. He carries seven knives behind his back. It''s understandable. Although some are like kitchen knives, it''s not surprising that people have all kinds of strange weapons.


    But what the hell is the generous box and big frying pan pinned on the left and right of the waist? Did anyone fight with an iron pot? Of course, if he knew that the generous box was a kind of kitchen utensil called microwave oven, he would be more speechless.


    Yes, it''s rongnian ice. As for the induction cooker and multi-star pot pinned on his waist... These two things have been refined into artifacts by him. He can''t put them down all day. He has been urging Chengying to make him more new magical kitchenware


    Although the shape is a little funny, as a god of the... Kind and orderly camp, Rong nianbing is still very angry about what Du Buer has done. He pulls out his first knife behind his back, the sigh of the snow goddess and the morning dew knife.


    With the cold here turned into knife Qi, a knife cut into poison. Although it is only a projection, it is only an ordinary blow, but it is at least equivalent to the attack of extreme Douluo.


    Poison Buer wanted to escape, but his body was locked by the cold, frozen and unable to move. The sabre Qi fell. His cultivation of Title Douluo was useless. Humiliation, anger and unwilling poured into his heart one after another. Although he was not a good man, he could not say that he had a clear conscience.


    However, he is not willing to be killed by being judged from above and labeled as an evil soul master who does all kinds of evil! How can you judge me! Just because I''m different from you? Just because I need to constantly replace new limbs? The so-called justice and evil are lies that most people weave to deceive themselves!


    Maybe he was dying, and the picture of walking lantern flashed before his eyes. It was that he squatted in the corner with his head in his arms. More than a dozen children about his age dumped garbage on him and punched and kicked him. He wanted to resist, but his fists were unable to defeat his four hands and fell into the garbage heap.


    Before leaving, the children laughed and shouted, "congenital full of soul power! How awesome! There is no martial spirit, ha ha ha! What can a little monster without a martial spirit be a soul master! Ha ha ha ha! "


    The mocking laughter seemed to be still in my ears: "just because I am different from everyone, do I have to accept such unfair treatment? I refuse! " He sent out such a roaring poison in his heart, but there was nothing he could do in the face of the oncoming knife Qi. Even though he had burst into blood and exceeded his limit, he could still not create miracles in the face of the gods.


    Ding!


    With a crisp sound, a cold ice long sword stood still before the knife Qi. A figure in a white coat, holding a cold ice long sword and a can of liquid helium, blocked the fatal blow.


    "You should give him a chance to plead." Chengying turned his back to the poison and said calmly: "dissimilarity should not be equated with evil. We always fear people who are different from us, but we have never asked what they think."


    This sentence is like a light, shining into the poison''s heart. No one has ever told him that he is not wrong


    "Among the limbs here, there are 30 pairs of soul emperor level, 12 pairs of soul Saint level, three pairs of soul Douluo level, and one pair of zero and one title Douluo level. They are very poisonous, but it is impossible to kill so many strong people without causing any external shock.


    I don''t think it''s a sin to just collect the members of the dead! "


    [to be continued]


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