"Xingyao Holy Artifact? Nether Moon Holy Armor?"
Ji Lingfeng and the others immediately looked at the bloody armor on Vulcan General.
It was a close-fitting battle armor, burning with thick blood flames, with extremely eye-catching holy patterns, criss-crossing like beams of light, divided into small squares.
On the criss-crossing nodes, there is a round of blood moon imprints, and there seems to be a round of human figures in each blood moon.
Each figure has a different handprint, making the blood moon look like a real star, exuding the brilliance of this scene.
Even the strongest in the holy realm do not necessarily possess the Xingyao Holy Artifact.
The Underworld Moon Sacred Armor is the treasure of the Blood Rain God Sect. It is said that during the dark and turbulent years, there were three thousand Blood Moon Sect guardians who wore Sheng Kai to battle the world.
After each blood moon guardian dies, the essence of his own holy source and the holy armor of the dark moon will flow into other holy capes and be branded on the blood moon holy capes.
Make the rest of the Moon Moon Sacred Armor stronger!
The Blood Moon Saint Kai, which can be passed down to this day, has at least the blessing of hundreds of holy realm powerhouses.
If its power is fully exerted, it is enough to easily shatter a star, bursting with power unimaginable by ordinary people.
Of course, even if it is a strong person in the holy realm, it is difficult to exert the full power of the Mingyue Holy Armor.
At this moment, the Vulcan will boil the beacon, and even the one thousandth of the power of this holy Kai has not been released.
But even so, Ao Feng, who was wearing the Nether Moon Sacred Armor, was almost invincible, and the realm of dragon veins was close to being invincible.
"The Blood Moon Divine Sect is really brave, and for the sake of a member of the Longbang Wanlei Sect, he hurried forward and carried Yi Feng, who had fainted, down.
The hearts of everyone on the battlefield of Thunder Blood sank. If Yan Cangming had no mercy, Yifeng would already be dead.
The results in front of them were unacceptable to everyone.
Not to mention that Yifeng and Yan Tie were all defeated, Yu Wenya, who made a sneak attack, also fled in a desperate situation.
All face is lost!
"Is this martial arts tea party really going to be a joke?"
The people were unwilling and sighed.
Thinking about how high-spirited everyone was before, they were chatting and laughing, and they saw that No. 1 on the Dragon List was about to be born.
But no one expected that the two gods of the Blood Rain Sect would suddenly come, without the slightest politeness, stepping on all the people who had learned before.
And the words are arrogant and do not leave any affection. Once it is spread out after the incident, the East Desolate Dragon List will definitely not be able to raise its head in front of other outsiders.
Akiyama-kun's complexion changed, his five fingers clenched tightly, and he was extremely regretful.
He had expected the two of them to come prepared, but he didn't expect that they would kill them directly with the Xingyao Holy Artifact.
There was silence in the Thunder Blood Square, and they were all looking forward to Qiu Shanjun, Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi being able to stand up directly at this time.
But the three of them have been famous for a long time, and they know how terrifying this Nether Moon Sacred Armor is.
Moreover, these two are arrogant and domineering. Once they lose, they may be humiliated by the other party.
While thinking about it, I still can't make up my mind.
Ao Feng smiled and said: "It seems that the East Desolate Dragon Ranking is really nothing more than that. My brothers have not had enough fun, and no one dares to wait for a battle with me."
Yan Cangming looked at Qiu Shanjun and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then leave. Remember to write the names of my brothers on the dragon list, hahaha!"
Fourth Young Master's complexion changed, and his face looked extremely ugly. This martial arts tea party was too aggrieved.
Not only was the face of the four people damaged, but the prestige of the Shenlong Empire was also damaged a lot, and the Shenlong Empire would definitely punish the four.
The dragon clan martial arts were not given to the four in vain. Thinking of the consequences, the faces of several people were even more difficult to look at.
At this moment, Feng Yuanjun turned his eyes and said with a smile, "Who said that I have no one in the Eastern Wilderness? I, the number one swordsman on the Dragon Ranking, Lin Xiao, masters the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven. Voice, I just disdain to fight with you!"
"Sky Sword Intent?"
Ao Feng and Yan Cangming suddenly became interested.
Ji Lingfeng frowned and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, Lin Xiao is only half a step from the sky."
He could see that Feng Yuanjun wanted to use the hands of the two to seriously injure Lin Xiao.
Ao Feng, who was wearing the Nether Moon Sacred Armor, ignored him and said with a cold smile: "Where is the leader of Langya, since he has mastered the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven, why not show up to fight!"
Suddenly there were many eyes, and they couldn't help looking at the pavilion where Lin Yun was.
"You are the number one in Langya?"
Ao Feng looked cold and arrogant, and smiled cruelly: "Whether you have not mastered the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven, if you are the number one swordsman on the Dragon List, you have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Ao Feng stimulated his blood and energies, running the Nether Moon Sacred Armor, and the majestic Long Yuan kept boiling.
He was invincible in a single dodge, and attacked Lin Xiao with invincibility.
Everyone suddenly sighed in their hearts, and felt that Lin Xiao could not escape defeat, and Feng Yuanjun deliberately said that he was the number one swordsman on the Dragon List, which obviously stimulated the two Ao Feng.
Any number one title, the two of them will smash it, and treat it as a joke on the Eastern Desolate Dragon Ranking.
If Ji Lingfeng, Qiu Shanjun, and Xiao Yuanqi didn't stop him, Lin Xiao would definitely be defeated quite embarrassingly, and he might even be killed by accident.
Is it just three people who have this strength and courage?
If they were really sure, they would have taken action long ago, and it would never have been the two of them to be so arrogant.
Many people shook their heads secretly, this Martial Arts Tea Party was truly a roaring, lamentable, pathetic, and ridiculous.
If Jian Jingtian was still there, how could these two be allowed to be arrogant?
I am afraid that it will be cut with a sword!
Seeing that Ao Feng's figure was about to reach the pavilion, and the palm print was about to fall on Lin Yun, many people couldn't bear to close their eyes.
Boom!
A rock-shattering loud noise spread out from the pavilion, and the pavilion burst and was blown away in an instant.
When the earth trembled, everyone was stunned, listening to this voice seemed to be a well-matched fight.
Everyone opened their eyes one after another and turned their eyes to the past, all wanting to see what happened.