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C1923 vital nucleosome

"So it's the robotic race from the Higher Planes."1

Hearing that, Long Bufan came to a sudden understanding, and his gaze once again swept across the two hundred over robotic man s. The more he looked, the more Long Bufan felt that they were extremely similar to the robotic man inside the Transformer movie he had seen in his previous life.

"I wonder if these robotic race can transform at will, like in the movies?" Long Bufan muttered to himself, his heart clearly curious about this kind of mechanical life form. After all, he was a fan of Transformers in his previous life, so no matter how burdensome the military tasks, he had never missed any of the new movies.

"fire, have you ever seen this kind of robotic man in the past? Long Bufan's lips slightly moved, as he sent a sound transmission to the fire phoenix on his shoulder that was in the shape of a small fire bird.

Fire Phoenix pondered for a bit, then said: "robotic race is a very abnormal monster, not like us who have flesh and blood. After battling for a long time, once our energy has been depleted, we need to rest, while robotic race does not sleep at all, they are simply a true war machine. And the most abnormal thing is, if the life cores in their bodies cannot be found, even if they are broken into pieces, they will still heal. "

"Oh? "So abnormal?!"

Long Bufan's eyes flickered, and asked doubtfully: "What is a life core?"

Fire Phoenix said indifferently: "The life core is the core of the robotic race, as long as we destroy it, we can kill them all."

Long Bufan suddenly nodded his head, and continued to ask: "Then where do they usually hide their life cores?"

However, Fire Phoenix shook his head and said: "I am not sure either, because robotic race is not like those Symbol Puppets, they are a group of super mechanical lifeforms that have their own consciousness. Every robotic man will hide their life cores in a location only they know of, some are at the heart area, some are at the feet, and some are at the fingers ?"

Hearing this, Long Bufan could not help but exclaim at the strength of these robotic man s. If they were to fight, killing them would be extremely troublesome.

"Do you want to give way, or fight?"

At this time, the leader of the group of robotic man, whose entire body was pure gold, stared at the Blood Family troops with a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with ice-cold qi, and spoke with a voice that was so indifferent that it did not fluctuate at all.

While speaking, the burly robotic man suddenly closed the five thick fingers on his palm. In front of everyone's eyes, they actually congealed together and then slowly extended out a conical metal spike that emitted an ice-cold, sharp light under the sunlight.

At the same time, the metal on the hands of the automatons behind him began to wiggle, transforming into weapons.

Looking at the imposing robotic race, the Blood Clan's troops were in an uproar. It was obvious that they were afraid of this group of powerful races that came from the Higher Planes.

Immediately, the Strigoi leader laughed sinisterly and said: "It is said that the Martial Saint's Treasure's purple tortoise animal print is in the hands of your robotic race. Since that's the case, you all have the qualifications to enter the Thunder Fog Valley."

After saying that, the Strigoi leader suddenly changed the subject. His gaze looked at Long Bufan, Lao Sa and the rest as he said coldly, "As for the rest of you, if you do not have the animal print of the Martial Saint's Treasure open, then please know your own limitations."

However, when Long Bufan heard these words, he immediately laughed as if he had heard a joke. If the Purple Turtle animal print was in the hands of the robotic race and the Fire Phoenix Seal was in the hands of a strange demon, then the other two animal print s that had opened the Martial Saint's Treasure were both in the hands of his storage bag.

In other words, those who did not have the qualifications to enter the Thunder Fog Valley were the Blood Clan.

Of course, before reaching the place where the Martial Saint's Treasure was sealed, he wouldn't naively reveal two pieces of animal print.

"What if we have to?"

The smile on Long Bufan's face was as sharp as a blade. Although the Strigoi leader in front of him had a hint of danger, if they were to fight, with the various trump cards in Long Bufan's hands, it would be better to make him retreat, and even fear.

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