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Two hundred and sixty-ninth high-dimensional land!(2/2)

"Level: Elite Soldier."

"Mission completion status: Arrived in World 18, and are the seventy-nine warriors who arrived in this world in the entire war sequence."

“Evaluation: Outstanding.”

"Based on this evaluation, the special power of the sequence is granted to mark, preserve and teleport its soul and body."

“Tag completed.”

"Save and transfer are starting"

"I am about to cross the space and go to a high-dimensional place, coordinates"

"Top secret!"

In an instant, Gu Qingshan disappeared from the fog.

Bang!

He felt himself falling heavily on the metal ground.

Many sounds sounded around:

"Li Jiu... has a good body and no treatment is needed."

"The soul is intact."

"Cause of death: life-death."

"It's the mysterious attack."

"The ninth group, give him enough vitality again, let him immediately"

"Wait a moment!"

All other sounds disappeared.

A majestic voice sounded: "We have received a notice to see the scene before his death and immediately start the memory retracement."

"Sir, how long does it take to go back?"

"How long can we go back?"

"After an hour, his soul will be unable to bear it."

"That's an hour."

Those people are busy.

Soon, Gu Qingshan felt a ball of light and shadow flying out of him and unfolding into a picture.

He heard his previous conversation with others:

"Original Master, how do we go?"

Boss, we have to go northwest, and the barrier of this world is in that direction."

...

Finally, it was his desperate voice to himself:

"No... it's almost here..."

The light and shadow are completely over.

The majestic voice said, "Well, he is indeed an excellent soldier. Save him well and wait until the end of the matter is resolved before putting it on the battlefield again."

"yes."

Everyone said in unison.

Gu Qingshan remained dead and continued to move.

After a while.

The atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and everyone's speech was no longer so serious, and their tone was no longer tense.

Gu Qingshan knew that the master of the majestic voice had left.

Next, one corpse after another fell to the ground, and was carried on by those people to repair the body and soul.

Time passes slowly.

The busy work lasted until two hours later.

Suddenly, a sound rang throughout the space:

"Note: Snipers against the Doom Legion is about to begin."

"Everyone, everyone."

"Activate the parasitic brain in the body of the Bronze Lord."

"make"

"All the Bronze Lords, open their self-consciousness and prepare to enter the battle."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere around suddenly became tense.

Even though Gu Qingshan was lying still, he could only feel it with his soul, and he could fully feel that everyone was in an extremely busy state.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The sound suddenly became louder and ran through the entire space:

"Put all the Bronze Lords!"

"All members are ready, and they are about to release the art of one person's life to fight the Doomsday Legion!"

Accompanied by this command, various regular sounds rang out in a dense manner.

Someone was shouting: "The Demon Emperor Era, the Third Calendar, the 3659th year, the fourth star, one person's technique of life had just entered the Doomsday Legion!"

"The battle record is on!"

When Gu Qingshan heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little glad that he was dead.

Because he is dead, there is no need to find a way to hide his emotions like a storm in his heart.

The technique of one person's life
Chapter completed!
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