Chapter 370 Me? Call Me Noah

The blue-gold electric current roamed the battlefield, instantly electrifying this group of alien-like creatures from the inside out into charcoal, charred outside and inside.

For ordinary aliens, even the Alien Queen would choose to stay still for a while after suffering such a terrible attack.

But these guys are not aliens.

Right in front of him, a large number of bodies scorched by the electric current suddenly squirmed violently. The next moment, the flesh granulation on the blood and flesh carpet on the ground suddenly surged, and instantly poured into the charred bodies, and then combined with them, allowing them to quickly recover vitality. And, it became even more hideous!

Wu Jie did not expect that the previous attack that could not even be killed by Pu would have any effect on this group of aliens that had been infected by alien beast cells.

Two guys with the surname "Yi" together would be a huge trouble for any universe without a multiverse-level strongman.

If there is not even a single universe-level, it would be a natural disaster!

It was just a test before, and when the test was over, the real attack came!

If you want them to stop for a while, the best way is to attack them from all sides!

The third-level gene lock is opened to the extreme, the wind is howling, the electric current is jumping, the light energy is infused, and the sword energy is fused!

An energy sword composed of blue-gold electric current appeared in Wu Jie's hand!

"I haven't used this trick for a long time. Ha, using the sword energy taught by Jingtian Jinglong to beat the alien beast can also be regarded as adding another stroke to Jingtian Jinglong's brilliant resume!"

A beautiful sword flower was drawn in the air, and then Wu Jie stabbed into the flesh carpet with a sword. The blue-gold electric current loaded the sword energy and instantly penetrated every cell of the flesh carpet and the alien-like alien beast. Even if the penetration of the sword energy is not strong enough, it doesn't matter. The force is strong and the bricks fly!

The role of light energy is like this. Even if there is a place where the sword energy cannot penetrate, under the blessing of light energy, the current will break through the opponent's defense in the most violent posture and completely destroy it!

Wu Jie really hasn't used sword energy for a long time. Jingtian Jinglong's sword energy is quite special. It is mainly based on mental power and mobilizes the surrounding heaven and earth energy to launch an attack.

That is the thought flow martial arts that Zheng Zha of the prehistoric era despised, but it is much more advanced than that.

After all, it is the demon king level.

The strong wind builds the momentum field, the electric current and the sword energy complement each other, and with light energy as the backup energy, the alien-like alien beasts scream and wail one after another, but they all stay in place without moving, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

Wu Jie's hands trembled slightly, and the current being output also became unstable: "Strange, is it because this alien beast is infected with the alien beast cells in my body, so I will have compassion? '

The alien-like alien beast died, and died with the blood carpet.

Wu Jie's attack was enough to kill them completely.

From beginning to end, Wu Jie was not attacked by them throughout the whole process.

Even if they had the opportunity to fight back, although it was useless, they did not do so, but just wailed, and then went to death.

Wu Jie scratched his head and turned his head to look at the stunned iron-blooded warrior on the side.

"Respected strong man, thank you for your help."

The tallest and most powerful Iron Blood bowed his head to show respect.

The Iron Blood clan follows the concept of respecting the strong. The alien beast that almost devoured them alive was killed by Wu Jie in one move. This strength certainly deserves the highest respect from the Iron Bloods.

"Can you tell me what happened here?"

The Iron Blood Warrior's language is certainly not the same as that of humans, but the third-level gene lock can directly sense the brain waves of other creatures. For Wu Jie, an electric elf shooter + mental controller, it is even simpler. The dilemma of language barrier is finally no longer happening. Wu Jie is very relieved.

"Let me answer it, unknown strong man."

The strange language sounded, Wu Jie looked up, and saw a pale bald head walking out of the building behind him.

"Respected strong man, I am Ona ​​from the Rider Clan. I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Me?" Wu Jie touched his chin and said playfully, "You can just call me Noah."

Anyway, that person's real body is not in the infinite multiverse. Even if there is a projection of Noah in the infinite multiverse, it must be a monkey version. Whether there is a high saint is a question.

He still doesn't believe it. The dignified old Noah, a multiverse-level strongman, is at least an inner universe in the infinite world. Can such a big man come all the way from Ultra Multiverse to here for such a small matter, just to beat him, a small monster that is not worthy of Nexus TV?

If Noah really dares to come, I will kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy on the spot. Maybe he will be happy and send me home.

Multiverse level, not shabby.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wu Jie seems to hear a very disdainful "tsk".

"Great Noah, our planet has suffered a terrible disaster, and it is all caused by our stupidity. We have to blame ourselves."

Ona's voice was full of bitterness, and another hidden plot of this natural disaster slowly unfolded.

"The course of events should be traced back to 30,000 years ago."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This principle is also reasonable in the world of jockeys.

Where there are jockeys, there will be factions.

At that time, jockeys had not yet developed the idea of ​​independence, and were still conscientiously cultivating and harvesting divinity for the pale giants.

And divinity requires the will of all living beings, so the jockeys must continue to sow civilization. Not only do they need to sow the seeds of intelligent life for a week at the cost of their bodies and lives, but they also need to send people to educate and guide them during this period, and even need to "correct" civilization in appropriate circumstances.

This is an extremely tedious process, and the situation did not improve until the jockeys cultivated iron blood and aliens.

"At that time, a jockey was selected to go to a planet with a life-growth environment to sow the source of life. The planet that the jockey who led the creation of new life was going to was called Terra by the jockeys."

And the race born in that world, according to the information sent back thousands of years ago, they called themselves humans. And according to the latest report, they have developed technology to leave the surface of the planet, and the tribe is discussing when to go to Terra to correct human civilization.

If this kind of thing did not happen during this period.

"This matter has little to do with humans. The problem originated from a new generation of jockeys." Ona keenly noticed the change in Wu Jie's expression, and instinctively felt that it was best to avoid some topics related to humans.

"The man who went to Terra was his father, and he knew what it meant to spread the source of life."

It means death!