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Chapter 1137 Bagging

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    This is still the power of Qi Man. If it is the impact of one's own fist, it will not be a matter of making a dent. Maybe a few ribs will be broken.  Based on this kind of power, Rob's fighting spirit has reached at least level seven and almost eight levels now. Could it be that the improvement of soul can also increase the fighting spirit?  Thinking of this, Rob stepped forward with one foot and pushed back with the other. Starting from the heel, he tightened his muscles all the way up. When he reached the shoulder, he straightened his back and punched out diagonally with both fists.  boom!  There was a violent explosion of energy, and solid black energy erupted from Rob's fists, but it was not released.  In the past, Rob could blast out a meter or two of energy with one punch. Now, this condensed energy does not mean that Rob's strength has declined. Instead, it shows that he can send and receive freely, and his use of power has reached a higher level.  The source of the death breath is really a good thing. It not only increases the strength of the soul, but also enhances the strength of the fighting spirit. Rob squatted down and was about to take a handful and continue to absorb it. Before he could squat down, Cabrit held down his shoulders.  "You are progressing too fast now. You need to consolidate the realm of the soul heart. Otherwise, no matter how much soul energy you absorb, it will be in vain. After a fight, you will fall back to the previous realm. And the breath of death  The source is of little use to souls above the soul heart, and if you absorb all of it, it won't make much progress." Cabrit said that an unstable foundation is not a good thing for many people.  Will this happen?  Rob was stunned for a moment and thought about it. It seemed that Cabrit had really never deceived him. Even so, he had no choice but to suppress the urge to quickly strengthen his soul and took out a  Big bottle.  These sources of death breath can't be used up for the time being, so naturally we have to pretend to go away without wasting a drop.  "Wait a minute, you're not going to put the source of death's breath into this glass bottle, are you?" Cabrit stopped Rob's move and asked in a dumbfounded voice.  Rob looked at Cabritt in confusion. Isn't this obvious?  Could it be that the bottle he took was used to hold air?  "Look at your hands first," Cabrit said.  Rob lowered his head and looked at his hands. The armor plates on his hands, which were made of ferrous iron, were brand new at the moment, with a newly polished luster. However, the surface was not smooth. It didn't look like polished, but more like it had been pickled.  .  "Corrosion?" Rob took a look at the source of death's breath and understood what was going on in a blink of an eye.  "This is just the corrosive effect that lasts for about ten seconds when you hold it in your hand. After you sacrifice the soul flame, the corrosive effect is gone. It only lasts for ten seconds." Cabrit said.  My armor is made of ferrous iron, but it has corroded like this after only a dozen times?  Rob dug out a piece of useless iron sheet from the storage space and immersed half of it in the source of death's breath. There was no drastic change. After a minute, Rob took out the iron sheet and a clear mark appeared at the junction.  The half immersed in the source of death's breath was corroded to a depth of one millimeter.  This is ferrous iron. It took a lot of effort for Rob to cut it, but it was corroded like this all at once. This is much easier than any strong acid.  Still not believing it, Rob immersed half of the glass bottle in it. Within ten seconds, the glass bottle cracked with a bang. When he picked it up, he saw that the half immersed in the source of death breath was corroded by a thick layer.  The surface tension is uneven, so the bottle bursts.  Now Rob has a headache. Steel is not good, and glass is not good either. What container can be used to carry away the source of death's breath?  Cabrit stood aside with a nonchalant attitude and did not take the initiative to help Rob solve this problem.  From the beginning, he made up his mind to help Rob grow up and then use his power to regain the altar. Cabrit often took the initiative to express himself and let Rob know his abilities.  But sometimes, it's not good to be too proactive, because it won't show your own importance. You have to wait until Rob can't think of a way and asks for it, and then take action to solve the problem, so that your role can be more highlighted.  .  Now Cabret is not ready to take the initiative, so he will let Rob plead with him first.  But Rob did not ask him as Cabrit had hoped. After standing there for a long time, Rob walked to a corpse, dragged the corpse over, and put one of the corpse's hands into the source of the breath of death.  Logically speaking, even steel and glass can corrode the source of death, let alone flesh and blood?  But Rob had a deeper idea. The source of these death breaths was condensed by the death breath emitted by the corpses, flowing down from the pile of corpses. Why didn't they corrode all the corpses?  Seeing Rob's move, Cabritt's soul jumped and secretly cried out: "Isn't it possible? So fast?" A minute later, the arm of the corpse was lifted up.Sure enough, there was no trace of corrosion at all. Even the part that was immersed in the source of death breath became darker in color. When you pinch it with your fingers, it is obviously much tougher than the part that has not been immersed in it.  Under the strong aura of death, most of the corpses showed no signs of decay. The older the corpse, the tougher the skin on the surface, several times tougher than cowhide.  Rob found a corpse, peeled off the skin, and tied it into a bag. He first put a little bit of the source of death's breath into it. It was not worn or leaked. There was no sign of corrosion after a long time. On the contrary, it was contaminated by the source of death's breath.  Toughen up faster.  The leather bag was left there for a long time without any problems, so Rob dared to contain a large amount of the source of death's breath. Rob took two bags to contain all the liquid, leaving not a single drop left.  Even the infiltrated soil around him was dug up by Rob, held up to the position of the soul crystal, and burned. However, the soul energy was released, and was finally absorbed by the soul crystal and the spirit pregnancy box.     Ding!  Ding!  Ding!  There were soft sounds one after another, and there was a regular beating sound from the heart of the soul. I ran over and saw that the souls in the soul crystal began to transform into the heart of the soul one after another.  If a God of War construct like No. 7 wants to exert its full power, it must use a soul above the soul heart. Now in battle, Rob is basically controlling No. 7.  Not to mention the Cold Steel God of War. The one who controls the Cold Steel God of War now is the original soul of No. 6. It only has the strength of level six soul fire. Even most of the functions of the Cold Steel God of War cannot be activated. God knows how strong a soul is needed.  Only then can it fully exert its strength.  With the Soul Heart, it means that Rob can finally produce war-god constructs like No. 7 in large quantities.  However, these soul hearts cannot be used yet because they have not established a deep soul connection with Rob.
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