Chapter 1573

War is always ruthless. God will not care for you because you are weak. There is no word of sympathy. When the power is equal, the competition is resources. Whoever has sufficient resources will have a higher winning rate. For example, the battle between Yang Feng and Norlin, if iron head can not provide resources, If Jiuxi spiritual realm could not continuously provide resources for tietou, Yang Feng and them would not be able to talk about today's situation. They would only be tired of coping with the raid by norin and Sharjah. Now, they have the initiative. Although the new weapons have been exposed, it is not so easy to defend. Norin may be able to avoid, but Sharjah will not be too easy, Once Sharjah is killed, none of norin can become a climate. Apart from anything else, norin can't command the giant beast of the orc family alone. There are two concepts of this thing: no commander and commander.

Yang Feng looked forward to the death of Sharjah, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that it was impossible. As a overlord, Sharjah would not be so weak, not to mention that there was a Nolin around him. How could Nolin's ability not let Sharjah die? Now that Nolin and Sharjah have not appeared, it shows that Sharjah's injury is not good.

Lying in the cave, Sharjah quietly licked the wound, and his heart was full of flames of hatred. This injury was actually a good thing for Sharjah. On the one hand, it restored himself to the bottom of his soon to be swallowed up wisdom, that is, Sharjah, who was previously dominated by some force, belonged to himself from now on; On the other hand, the pain of injury made Sharjah more clearly feel the meaning of power, and took a big step in the transformation from a simple power type to an intelligent type. It can be imagined how terrible it was when Sharjah grew up to be as intelligent as a demon.

"What do you think?" Noreen came and asked when he saw Sharjah.

"Thinking about our enemy," Sharjah smiled.

"How do you want them to die miserably?" Nolin will only hate Yang Feng less and not more. He will dominate the journey. Under the interference of Yang Feng, he has become fragmented. Now Nolin's goal has changed. It is no longer to fight the world, but to kill Yang Feng and make him die hard.

"The enemy is stronger than we thought. It's not easy to let them die." Sharjah still smiled, as if he were saying something unimportant.

"No matter how strong he is, he will die, because we are stronger," Noreen said fiercely.

"Well, although you sound a little boastful, I like it regardless of me." Sharjah joked and stunned Noreen directly.

"What's the matter?" seeing Noreen's expression, Sharjah asked suspiciously.

"You've changed," Noreen said.

"Yes?" Sharjah asked.

"Yes!" Noreen nodded with great certainty.

"Change will change. As an animal king, I also want to grow up. When I recover, it will be the day when we fight back." Sharjah smiled. He didn't think so. Everything was under my control, which surprised Noreen. I don't know why. There was a terrible feeling, as if something she controlled was out of her control, It doesn't feel good.

Nolin and Sharjah wanted to hide. Yang Feng could not find it. It was too easy for a person who could use space power to hide. Therefore, after a certain investigation did not find Nolin, Yang Feng stopped looking and began to concentrate on global defense. This task is very important.

The global layout is not so easy, especially in the absence of experts, norin and Sharjah are too powerful. Except for a few people, few can fight with them. Even a few joint forces can't resist several rounds. This is a qualitative difference, which has nothing to do with quantity. The only thing Yang Feng can do is shrink, Give up some small towns and let people gather, but this has a disadvantage. If large cities are broken down, the number of deaths will be more.

"Sacrifice is the other side. This is a super war. No war will be zero casualties. Each of us will do our best. If the final result is still destruction, at least we will die with the enemy without regret." after attending the conference jointly held by all countries in the world, Yang Feng came back and said seriously to his family, relatives and friends.

No one spoke. Everyone nodded silently to understand that no one could predict or stop the development of things. The only thing that could be done was what Yang Feng said and do our best.

Yang Feng is doing his best, Pipi is doing his best, Mengmeng is doing his best, and many people are doing their best. During this short peace period, everyone is busy. Occasionally, standing on high buildings and watching the people downstairs safely busy, Yang Feng is a little envious. Being an ordinary person is actually very good. At least, there is no need to consider some things, If the world is going to be destroyed, what's the difference between ordinary and ordinary? You have to be destroyed anyway.

Countries no longer hide information from ordinary people. All information is public. Everyone has the right to know. Moreover, after this short period of evolution, people are used to it. In other words, when the disaster does not come, people naturally feel that the world is safe, This may be the same state of mind as when we watch war in some countries on TV! Sympathy, indifference, or both.

Compared with ordinary people, Yang Feng is actually the most worried. The longer Nolin disappeared, the greater the pressure Yang Feng had to bear on the day they appeared. Compared with the other party's birth means, Yang Feng's natural cultivation speed is much slower. If we can solve the problem of rapid super soldiers, the situation will be greatly improved. Unfortunately, after a lot of experiments, The human body simply resists the indoctrination of powerful power, and the spirit beast family has enough physique, but after the indoctrination of power, they will lose their intelligence and become regardless of the enemy and ourselves. Such an outcome is not what Yang Feng wants.

Yang Feng resolutely refused to allow some experiments against Tianhe, so they walked slowly in the way of experimental exploration. If they let go of their hands and feet, it would be another situation, but there is no way. As a person, Yang Feng has his own bottom line and principles.

"Can you cultivate this kind of thing quickly?" on this day, the spirit king came and gave Yang Feng a stone about the size of a peach stone. The whole is green and contains a trace of natural power.

"What is this? What's the use?" Yang Feng asked suspiciously.

"The function of the core of the soul condensing fruit is very simple. It is to strengthen the power of the soul. If we can produce a large number of cores, we may be able to create our super soldiers." the spirit king explained.

The fruit core was thrown into Jiuxi spiritual region and took root and sprouted in a short time. When Jiuxi spiritual region automatically adjusted its growth environment, Yang Feng began to arrange an area for increasing production. The tender buds grew into small seedlings and towering trees at a rapid speed. The aura in Jiuxi spiritual region was rapidly absorbed by this tree. The larger the tree, the faster it was absorbed, and the faster it was absorbed, the bigger the tree, In this way, it will take half a day to blossom, half a day to bear fruit and half a day to mature. It will take only two days to complete the process from rooting to fruit maturity.

"Ah!" when Yang Feng showed the soul fruit to the spirit king, the spirit king was stunned, opened his mouth and looked straight at it, looking like a ghost.

"Tired?" Yang Feng jokingly asked. He has been holding a fruit for a few minutes, and the machine is still down. Her mouth is not tired when she grows up, and his hands are tired.

"Hey, hey!" the spirit king smiled embarrassed and rubbed his numb face, "this is the soul condensation fruit. It's so beautiful.

Suddenly, Yang Feng felt the crow flying over the steamed bread and asked, "haven't you seen the condensed soul fruit?"

"No! It disappeared many years ago, leaving only one seed." the spirit king said of course.

Yang Feng had no words to make complaints about it. He had been playing for a long time. The thing of the cattle was a seed. If it was not wrong, I would be afraid that the seeds could grow seedlings and bear fruit.

"The growth of ninghun fruit requires an extremely huge aura. There is no spiritual family in our field, nor in the previous world, so there is no more. It seems that your aura is very sufficient. You can ripen the fruit in such a short time. It's good. How many are there?" asked the king of spirit.

"A lot." it's really hard for Yang Feng to answer. How can he count such a big tree full of condensed soul fruit.

"Many, how many?" the spirit king was stunned and asked.

Yang Feng didn't speak. He directly pulled the spirit king under the tree and looked at the dozens of meters high tree. The crystal fruit on the tree was petrified again. Don't mention it. He didn't dare to think about it. According to the legend, the soul fruit can produce seven or eight fruits at most at one time. Now he sees, I'm afraid there must be seven or eight hundred.

It can be imagined that one can make the nine tribes compete for strength, but now it has to produce seven or eight hundred at a time. Suddenly, the spirit king thought of a possibility. Will these soul condensing fruits have problems because of the long time of putting the core, and become ordinary fruits? The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. The spirit king opened his mouth and bit on the fruit. It tasted very good, sour and sweet , as soon as he took a bite, he took a trace of aura into his stomach and quickly transformed it into a part of his body. Within a minute, a fist sized condensed soul fruit went into his stomach. After looking at the remaining thumb sized core, the spirit king felt that it had indeed changed.

He played with the stone, which was supposed to be useless. Suddenly, the spirit king stopped, his face changed rapidly, squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, clenched his teeth, and carried the fast-moving headache. The situation became more and more serious. It was as if something had penetrated into her head and wanted to squeeze his head out.

Aware of the abnormality of the spirit king, Yang Feng hurried to his side. Before he asked, the spirit king fell to the ground, rolled on the ground regardless of his image, and roared. This frightened Yang Feng. He wanted to help and didn't know how to help.