Long Bufan looked at the high-level Fu Jiabing with his own spiritual brand in front of him. In order to be safe, he decided to take out more than 20000 yuan spars and inject the energy into the Fu Jiabing.


    Suddenly, the deep black hole like eye socket of the energy filled Rune Armor Weapon suddenly flashed two scarlet lights. Originally sitting cross legged, it grew up and its thick skeleton stretched out. Its head almost touched the roof of the house. It can be imagined how majestic this skeleton would be when it was once a living creature!


    Then, to the surprise of long Bufan, pieces of metal parts appeared outside the skeleton at a speed visible to the naked eye. With the spread, a set of thick dark gold armor was soon formed on him.


    Finally, a dark gold helmet similar to ox horn appeared on the skull of the rune armor soldier, wrapped the whole head, and only a pair of blood red eyes were exposed.


    "Brush!"


    Fu Jiabing pulled out the bone knife behind him, and a violent evil spirit suddenly spread!


    This evil Qi is extremely strong. The powerful Qi field shows that it has the ability of Shenhai territory!


    "This armor is still a spirit weapon of heaven level. It is indeed worthy of being a high-level Rune armor soldier." long Bufan said in surprise, surprised and happy. He looked at the greatly changed Rune armor soldier in front of him with his eyes shining. This thick armor wrapped the skeleton of the rune armor soldier without a trace of flesh and blood. On the whole, it looked more majestic and powerful, like an armor warrior from the dark abyss!


    "Master, what can I do for you?"


    The low and cold voice suddenly came out from the fujiabing, which could not help shaking longbufan''s heart.


    Can this armour soldier talk?!


    Does it have its own consciousness?


    This is the first time that long Bufan controls Fu Jiabing, and he is still a high-grade goods. At this time, like a primary school student getting a senior textbook, he is only puzzled.


    "Who are you?"


    Long Bufan couldn''t help being curious, but he asked a funny question.


    "I''m your slave, master." Fu Jiabing held a bone knife in his hand, and his voice was mechanical and cold, with a respectful without defiance.


    A conscious high-level Rune armour soldier jumped off the level of an ordinary puppet and was equivalent to having a super loyal subordinate. Long Bufan restrained his excitement, took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and asked again, "do you remember what race you were before?"


    Fu Jiabing said in a low voice, "I have no memory, and I don''t know what race I am. My consciousness only obeys the master. I will do whatever the master asks me to do."


    For this loyal answer, long Bufan was very satisfied, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.


    Because according to the smell and physical appearance of Fu Jiabing, long Bufan guesses that it is likely to be a Fu puppet refined from the corpse of the alien demon family.


    But now the memory of this Fu Jiabing has obviously been erased during the previous refining. The pure thinking is like a piece of white paper, but there is only one instruction on this white paper, that is, only completely obey the master who manipulates it and be absolutely loyal.


    Even if the master ordered it to die, he would die without hesitation.


    "I didn''t know when I asked. I wanted to inquire about the deeds of the strange demon clan. It seems that there is no hope."


    Long Bufan touched his nose and said to himself. He was quite emotional. He immediately looked at the senior Rune armor soldier in front of him. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted and said calmly: "since I am your master, I will give you a name, Title: heiming."