Chapter 605

"A person's blood is so limited."

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

"Turn hundreds of millions of refined iron with your own blood... It's inevitable..."

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

"A person's blood, of course, is not enough."

Shen Zhenyi sighed.

"Even if he is a great craftsman of the secret method of that day, he has unique talent and blood can be turned into the sea, but it is still insufficient, not to mention his successor..."

He paused and said, "this fine iron city is the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method. It is not unusual to sacrifice with blood and flesh from generation to generation. Although the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method is a warrior in the realm of God and man, his life span is only 60. Every 30 years, a new generation of sacrificial Lord will be changed."

"Sixty?"

Princess long was shocked.

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

She looked at the white haired old man sitting on the ground. He was old with chicken skin and crane hair. Unexpectedly... He was so old?

Martial arts practice is the most important for physical longevity. Those who are at the peak of martial arts in mortal territory can have a life of 150 years. Those who are real martial arts can live more than 300 years. The average life span of those who are strong in divine and human territory is from 500 to 600 years.

The iron 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.

"Moreover, once you become the sacrificial Lord and offer blood essence, it means that you are integrated with the iron making entrance, and you can't leave half a step from now on."

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

"With the continuous loss of blood, the body is gradually weak, the limbs are disabled, deaf and blind, until one day the five senses are lost, the whole body is paralyzed and becomes a living dead man."

"Even so... His tragic fate is not over."

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

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

"At the beginning, when the master of secret arts died, there was no whole body."

——It's not just dead without a whole body. I'm afraid it's frustrating and ashes. There's nothing left.

——Shen Zhenyi was vague and didn't say how he was led by flesh and blood.

But Chu Huoluo, Princess long and zining Jun are all smart people. They can guess a bit. They all shudder.

"Why would they want to?"

Chu Huoluo doesn't understand.

Devote your life completely, stay in one place all your life, just for one purpose, like a bloodletting lamb, or even... Even your 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 her tone: "this is called sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

Chu Huoluo and Princess long looked at each other and didn't know why.

"Sacrifice the individual in exchange for the reproduction of the group. Sacrifice the ego and become the big ego."

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

Shen Zhenyi's eyes turned to the distant starry sky. On the endless sky, there were the same people and the same race.

Such things are happening in every corner of the world.

It's just that sacrifices are small and big, great and ordinary.

"In fact, the Terran of the seven injuries world has long come to an end. The rise and reproduction of fierce beasts is a war that the Terran can't resist."

"Once the fierce beast begins to explode, many powerful beings will appear rapidly at the level of divine realm, which is incomparable to the human race who practices step by step."

"Originally, the Terran will be swept away in less than a thousand years. When we cut the moon and fly the immortal, I'm afraid we will only see the world ravaged by fierce animals."

Shen Zhenyi also considered this possibility.

But fortunately, they came to this seven injury world.

There is a city.

Where there is a city, there are people.

Since thousands of years ago, some people have turned flesh and blood into the Great Wall to stop the fierce invasion of fierce animals and retain a glimmer of vitality and blood of the Terran.

Although thousands of years have passed, many people have been used to the existence of the city. Most people don't know where the city wall came from, let alone pay tribute to the sacrifices of this generation of iron and blood people.

But they... Are still silently devoting their lives.

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

The iron and blood disciples, centered on the old man with white hair, sat in many circles, held their hands tightly and sang with emotion.

Many people's masks are broken, showing their bloody faces, their eyes are calm, their looks are firm, and there is no sense of retreat.

They knew that they could not get involved in the battle between the sixth order Nimar of the divine realm and the Presbyterian Church, but the iron gate was their last line of defense, and no one wanted to take this opportunity to escape.

"Bastard!"

Sha wuchou's heart was like an ancient well. He thought he had practiced for hundreds of years and had no blood in his heart. Seeing this situation, he still couldn't help pouring blood up and crying, turning into a more blazing fireball, like a moth to the fire, hitting Nie ma'er's bone claws.

"Trouble!"

In the autumn wind night, I closed my eyes and finally stopped keeping my long sword like frost. I took out my mysterious sword technique that I have been involved in for so many years, and made a wave of attack, ignoring life and death - or completely trusting my companions.

——Originally, these guys are not credible.

"The dark light shines!"

Guangshengjun also fought his life. He took a deep breath, and his body suddenly expanded into a ball. It was like spraying arc light from 360 acupoints of his body, turning into a barrier and blocking everyone in front of him, becoming a solid guard and guarantee!

"What a bloody fool..."

Heize military division sighed quietly, his body flickered and shrank, looming and appearing, like a ghost. Even he suddenly added more attacks, and even risked many times to try to sneak attacks on Nie ma'er's key points.

Shen Zhenyi smiled on his face.

"Terrans... It's not time to die."

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

At the last moment, even those who are cunning, even if they cheat each other at ordinary times, but they are brothers and sisters, and resist their insults outside!

At this time, everyone can only trust his companions and fight for the last minute.

Because only in this way can we survive!

"Flesh and blood are like iron, my heart will never die!"

"Flesh and blood are like iron, my heart will never die!"

The iron and blood people sang loudly, and the originally damaged ten thousand blood dark iron array began to recover. Two unbroken fine iron dragons sent out shocking dragon chants, raised their bodies and attacked Nie ma'er again!

Flesh and blood are like iron, my heart will never die!

This is the Terran, the last line of defense.

The iron gates will not be destroyed and the cities will not fall, which is related to the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

——No one can step back.