At this moment, the bearded cultivator was ready to sacrifice himself and Exchange his life for a Reaper.
In fact, many cultivators didn't think it was worth it.
They had long discovered that these powerful and strange Reapers were not real flesh and blood.
This was just a weapon of war, powerful and ruthless. After death, it could be mass-produced again.
It was this thing that forced the cultivators into a corner and forced them to hide deep underground.
"Go to hell!"
As the bearded man roared, he had already activated the blasting tube and charged directly at the nearest Reaper.
Even if the other party's bullets were shot at him, the bearded man would not Dodge. Instead, he would hold the other party and die together.
However, just as they were charging, the bearded man suddenly felt the scene in front of him come to a standstill.
The bullets that were shot, the burning flames, and the gravel that flew past his nose.
