Aliens are indeed perverts, but their fighting spirit is still commendable, although they have enough perverts to be perverted, they are still perverts!

"Soul Eater Brigade assembles!Count the number of people!" Wind Storm Cloud straightened up, but his face finally showed a trace of thick exhaustion uncontrollably. At the end of the war, the dozens of wounds on the body that had been forcibly blocked with his own skills were instantly bloody, although all of them were skin injuries, but they were shocking.

On the other side, Eagle Bokong also issued the same order almost at the same time.

Both wanted to know about their brother's casualties.

The battle ended - the Remnant Sky Brigade, in the end, three people were killed, seventy-nine people were seriously injured, and the rest of the people, including the captain Eagle Fighting in the air, everyone had countless wounds!

As for the Soul Eater Brigade, three people were also killed, one was near death, sixty-eight were seriously injured, and the rest were all scarred.

Tens of thousands of opponents were fought, and the number of enemies alone was nearly 100 times, and in the end only seven casualties were lost. Such a feat, which can not be described as not brilliant! However, both Ying Bokong and Feng Chuyun felt the heaviness and heartfelt pain in their hearts.

What if all the other party's 50,000 people are finished? Even if it's 100,000 people? After all, it's not as important as one's own brother! Even if it's 100,000 for one, it's not worth it, let alone as many as seven!

Although the number of casualties is small, the formation taught by Jun Moxie is capable of killing the Holy Venerable by two levels no matter which one!

The seven people who died in battle were directly equivalent to as many as seven Saint Venerables, who died under the opponent's sea of people siege tactics! In the melee, there were not only enemies around him, but also his own comrades. They must not be able to launch a self-explosion without any scruples!

The bodies of the fallen soldiers were finally preserved in an extremely complete way!

All of them were snatched back by their comrades-in-arms, firmly protected behind them, and the Tiger King on the other side was also speechless.

At the end of this battle, the number of tiger warriors under his command finally reached more than 100! If you look at the proportion, it is only slightly more than the Soul Devouring subordinates, but the grief of the death of the clan can never be ignored!

"Everyone assemble and close the team!" Eagle Bo waved his hand, his face was heavy, and his eyes were a little red. But he was covered in blood, but he couldn't see it very much.

The wind and clouds held the dying warrior in his arms, and while continuously inputting Xuan Qi to maintain his last bit of vitality, he pulled out his feet and ran wildly. By this time it had been a long way out.

The wind and clouds want to save their comrades...... This soldier is now so weak that he can't even speak, and there is only anxiety and regret in his eyes! Hui Tiandan, he has already taken it, but he has obtained any effect! This soldier has obviously gone to a desperate situation where the oil is completely exhausted.

This warrior was under the frantic siege of the four mad sword ninjas, and was even attacked by two of them at the same time, only to be hit hard, and in the face of such an injury, it was even ineffective to return to Tiandan!.

Feng Chuyun knew that the heavy injury that even Hui Tiandan could not do anything about it was almost equivalent to the death sentence of this team member, and the analogy of nine deaths and one life was no longer appropriate, and it was more appropriate to use ten deaths without life. And at this time, if there is still someone who can give him a chance to survive, he will only have Jun Moxie alone!

However, at the moment when Feng Chuyun was trying his best to convey his pure Xuan Qi and galloping with all his might, he suddenly felt the warrior's body behind him tremble slightly, and a sudden dead silence quickly spread. Wind Rolling Cloud's body shook so loudly that he almost fell to his knees on the spot. It seems that at this moment, the power of the whole body is withdrawn from the body!

Feng Cirrus clearly sensed that the hand he had attached to the life gate of his comrade-in-arms' vest could no longer convey the Xuan Qi at all...... The white shadow flashed in front of him, Jun Mo rushed over, and in a flash, he came closer: "How is it?"

"It's hopeless...... Feng Chuyun said suddenly, and suddenly his throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The battle ended, Feng Chuyun was already exhausted to the extreme, and just now he instilled the little Xuan Qi left in his body into the dying soldier almost at any cost, and at this moment, when he saw that his comrades were still dead, he finally couldn't help but feel agitated, and the internal and external injuries attacked at the same time, and he couldn't help vomiting blood.

"How can this be? Is it useless to return to Tiandan? I'll take a look!" Jun Moxie lightly and quickly hugged the warrior from Feng Chuyun's arms into his arms, and sighed as soon as he reached out and touched it.

Although this person's body still has residual warmth, all the internal organs in his body have turned into powder! Even the dantian has been shattered!

There is no cure for such an injury!

Huitian Pill, even though it has the miraculous curative effect of seizing heaven and earth, it is still only effective for the living, and it is still not an elixir for resurrection!

The corners of Feng Chuyun's mouth continued to flow blood, and he said sadly: "Song Yan, he ...... He didn't even have time to say a last word, and from the moment he was injured, he struggled to say something, but he never got it...... Song Yan, Brother Song, he has regrets in his heart...... He's only been married for less than a year......"

Jun Moxie took a deep breath, two stunning golden lights suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "Our brother, how can you go on the road with regrets!"

"Gather souls!" Jun Moxie snorted. The brilliance of the golden sè that swirled up and down the body suddenly expanded, and it actually enveloped the range of the surrounding three zhang squares!

Gathering souls, this is a kind of transcendent supernatural power that the mystic can apply after breaking through the realm of the Holy Monarch. As long as a person has just died and his body temperature is still there, by the Holy Monarch and the strong person to exert this mysterious supernatural power, he can temporarily detain the soul that has not yet dissipated into the original body, which can cause a short-term return to the light effect, confess the last few last words, and if he is lucky, he can even form a spirit seed and retain his own memory to reincarnate.

But that's just for those who just died!

If the death time only needs to exceed a dozen breaths, the soul gathering will be useless!

Moreover, every time this kind of soul-gathering supernatural power is cast, it will consume at least half of a Saint Monarch's own power, and it cannot be recovered in the short term! Therefore, unless it is a close relative, or the only living mouth of that kind of deep hatred, no one is willing to use this secret method.

The price is too high!

But at this moment, Jun Moxie didn't even have a trace of hesitation.

The other dead brothers didn't have time to save themselves, but the one in front of them could never see him in front of him, and he didn't even have to say his last wish!

In the eyes of the wind and cirrus clouds that are getting wider and wider, a god who is extremely ecstatic suddenly appears!

He saw with his own eyes that the body of this brother, who had just died, suddenly trembled slightly, and his face gradually flushed with a ruddy look!

That's what life feels like!

Jun Moxie's head was sweating!

He has undoubtedly used all his strength!

But the worst thing in front of him was that this warrior named Song Yan's dantian had been completely destroyed! No matter how powerful his divine power was, he would not be able to function and exert its effectiveness in his body. Jun Mo Xie wanted to use his fourth-level power of the Holy Monarch, who was more than a dozen ranks higher than him, to condense the spirit seed for him, but he couldn't catch it!

The red light flashed slightly in Jun Moxie's eyes full of golden light, but it activated the power of Hongjun Tower to support it!

With a soft groan, the warrior finally opened his eyes again, looking at Jun Moxie's sweaty face just above him, and his eyes showed indescribable emotion.

He seemed to understand that there was not much time left for him, so he struggled hard, squirmed his lips, and said desperately: "Three...... Three Less...... Please...... Could you please tell me...... wife...... ...... while young ...... while you're young."

Before he finished his sentence, he tilted his head and was silent.

Only this time, it's a real lack of skills!

Trying his best to limit the maximum ability that Jun Mo Ye can currently exert, he can only let him say such a sentence more.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word of thanks to Jun Moxie, because between them, there was no need to say that word!

Although his words have not yet been finished, everyone knows what he means and understands it very clearly: let his wife remarry while she is young...... No one thought that his last wish was this: to let his wife remarry...... The wind and clouds had already shown a happy face, but they reappeared, and with a slight sigh, they turned their faces away.

Jun Moxie sighed deeply, and a holy white light suddenly appeared on his face that was covered with golden sè brilliance...... In an instant, from above the top door of the warrior named Song Yan, a small figure slowly emerged, the volume was only the size of a fist at most, but it had a head and hands, all limbs, and all facial features, but this small figure was completely composed of thick mist!

At this moment, there was a deep confusion on the faint but clear little face, and in the wind, there were already signs that it was about to escape.

Jun Moxie flipped it over, but there was an extra jade box in his hand, and with a gesture, the little man had already entered the small jade box, and then he flipped it over, and the jade box disappeared again.

This jade box is completely made of heaven and earth spirit veins, which is enough to protect this warrior's spirit seed from dispersing! If that warrior named Song Yan knows how to use the environment to refine himself in it, then his achievements in the next life will be limitless!

Jun Moxie has done his best for his subordinates, but it can be said that no one in the world can do better than him!.

"When everything settles down after the war, I will personally find the best reincarnation option for you. Jun Moxie said silently: "As for your wife and family, my brothers and I will naturally take good care of them, you don't have to worry." If she wants to remarry, we will only be happy to see it happen, and we can guarantee that there will be no gossip......"

At the same time, the wind and clouds and the others saluted the corpse of the warrior on the ground with a solemn face, and even the seriously injured struggled to get up and say their final goodbyes to their brothers. In everyone's eyes, there is a deep reluctance and loss.

Even if the spirit seed grows up twenty years later, it will no longer be called Song Yan, let alone a warrior who belongs to this Heaven Devouring Soul Army..................