When Jiang Mo saw Zhao Yun like this, he thought the boy had made up his mind secretly.

"Zhao Yun, everyone has their own characteristics and abilities. For example, Ares has been practicing for 400000 years, and he is better than us, which is reasonable. However, are we really helpless?"

Zhao Yun looked at Jiang Mo: "Lord, what can I do?"

Jiang Mo said with a smile: "there are many ways, but this one of mine is what you like, that is to use your blood to exchange his blood!"

Zhao Yun nodded and browed: "that's what Zhao Yun thinks, but he's afraid he can't protect the Lord! Please don't blame me, Lord

Zhao Yun was telling the truth. Originally, he was worried that Jiang Mo would not agree. But now, the Lord is wise and knows that there is only one way to solve the problem. Now that he agrees, Zhao Yun will die without regret! After thinking about it, Zhao Yun knelt down and said, "Lord..."

"Ah! Zhao Yun, don't rush to say your last words! Don't you know what character Jiang Mo is? Will I let my brother die for nothing? "

Jiang Mo directly pulls up Zhao Yun and takes out a lot of plasma bags in his own void.

Jiang Mo gave a cold smile: "Zhao Yun, there are probably more than 100 kinds of plasma here. If you drink a bag of plasma in one move, you will be able to withstand 100 moves, won't you? Ares, the God of war, is our inevitable opponent. I don't believe it. If you stab him with your gentian gun, will he still be alive? Even if he doesn't die, he's going to be useless, isn't he

"Lord, there is no plasma. How can I take so much?" Zhao Yun quickly pushes the plasma to Jiang mo.

Jiang Mo stopped him: "Zhao Yun, nothing is more important than our brother's life. I, Jiang Mo, lead you to gallop around the world. I don't want to take my brothers to death. You keep it first. If you don't use it, you'll just give it back to me. Be prepared for nothing!"

"This...!" Zhao Yun's eyes are a little red. One tenth of his plasma is used to summon so many people. How can he let the Lord give him so much of the last plasma?

"Put it away and tell you, Ares, the God of war, is almost as powerful as Zeus. Except for him, Zeus, these two guys died in the war, that is Hades and Poseidon. It's troublesome enough. You should think so. When these guys all die, who will the blood be given? What's the use of it! "

Jiang Mo said while pushing the plasma to Zhao Yun, and motioned him to quickly put it away.

Zhao Yun nodded: "Lord, great kindness, Zhao Yun can only kill Ares in return!"

"Good! I'm waiting for your good news, but before that, we should practice like this. He insists on himself and we insist on it. One day, we can find a way to deal with him, hiss! Why Jiang Mo suddenly stood up.

He looked at Zhao Yun, eyes rolling: "Zhao Yun, do you think Uranus has another purpose to put these guys here? He doesn't necessarily want us to really feel their moves, because Uranus knows that they must have changed in the past 400000 years. He put these guys here. Do you think we should study their weaknesses? "

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up: "the Lord's words made Zhao Yun suddenly open. I'm going to have a try. Lord, I feel more and more that what the LORD said is very reasonable!"

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