Chapter 580

Among the poor, the three giants have three powerful artifacts, one is the poor heaven spear of the poor Messenger, the second is the poor heaven God armor of the poor commander, and the third is the poor Heaven non phase tower of the poor Lord.

Three artifact is a set, one for each of the three giants. The poor sky spear is an attack and killing artifact with infinite power. The poor sky divine armor is a defense artifact with terrible defense power. The poor sky Wuxiang tower is an artifact integrating attack and defense, which is more powerful than the first two!

Qi Zhuohao already knew that the poor commander had an artifact, the poor God armor, but Qi Zhuohao didn't believe that the poor God armor was as powerful as the poor messenger said, but now he believed that with the poor God armor to protect the body, thousands of red feather vultures couldn't help the poor commander!

You know, among the red feather vultures besieging the poor commander, nearly 200 are only level 3 monsters, about 700 are only level 2 monsters, and the rest are level 1 monsters. There is no ordinary beast!

Apart from level-1 monsters, the red feather vultures are equivalent to 200 detached late masters and 700 true yuan late masters. What a terrible force is this? However, this force can't help an artifact.

Qi Zhuohao couldn't help feeling that the artifact was not invincible. Under the joint attack of nearly a thousand detached and Zhenyuan realm experts, a inferior artifact could not resist. That is to say, the poor God armor should be broken under the attack of many red feather vultures, but that's not the case. The joint attack of many red feather vultures could not pose a threat to the poor God armor.

This is enough to prove that the defense of the poor Heavenly God armor is much stronger than the general inferior artifact, and is already close to the category of middle-class artifact. Qi Zhuohao is very excited. This poor Heavenly God armor is a treasure. He doesn't need it, but he can give Nangong jade ultimatum and silence self-defense.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhuohao's heart became excited. The stronger the poor commander's strength, the happier he was. He didn't know how powerful the other two artifacts of the poor commander were. Did he have a chance to see them?

According to the poor Messenger, both the poor messenger and the poor commander have three artifacts. The other two artifacts of the poor commander are called huoyun gun and Wannian sword. The poor commander is a genius who takes a sabre and gun break.

The poor extreme Lord has only one artifact, that is, the poor heaven Wuxiang tower. Therefore, Qi Zhuohao understands that the poor heaven Wuxiang tower is the most powerful artifact in the poor extreme forces. Of course, the poor extreme Lord also has a semi artifact Twilight drum, which is much more precious than the inferior artifact!

Among the poor forces, there are two experts with high strength who are armed with artifact. Of course, the artifact of the poor forces is all inferior artifact.

There were many thoughts in his mind, but Qi Zhuohao didn't stop. Soon, he rushed down the barren volcano and came to the volcano where the poor commander was. At this time, the poor commander had killed ten red feather vultures in the level 3 monster realm.

"Shit, so fast? You old man, at least let me see your attack and kill strength first!" Qi Zhuohao was speechless. When he came here, he just saw the poor commander put away a sword of the lower level artifact. Obviously, it was Wannian sword.

Qi Zhuohao was disappointed. He couldn't use his spiritual knowledge to observe the battle between the poor commander and the red feather vultures. Therefore, he didn't see the scene of the poor commander killing ten red feather vultures, which is a great pity.

"Animals, do you want to die if you don't retreat quickly?" The poor commander didn't know Qi Zhuohao's mind, and he didn't know someone was watching. He just heard him shout, and many red feather vultures flew away one after another.

Qi Zhuohao saw this for the first time. He drank violently and scared off thousands of red feather vultures in the realm of monsters. Obviously, the terrible strength of the poor commander has deterred many red feather vultures. At this time, they are no longer ferocious.

Glancing around coldly, the poor commander nodded with satisfaction. Then, his body slowly landed next to the crater. Looking at the ten huge bodies on the ground, he said with a loud laugh: "ten red feather vultures in the level 3 monster realm should be able to break through the second layer of the blood burning Dharma!"

The voice dissipated, and the poor commander sat on the ground. For a long time, ten bloody silk threads were shot from his body, and the silk threads directly penetrated into the bodies of ten red feather vultures. Qi Zhuohao could feel that the blood essence in the vultures was passing rapidly.

"The old man is an evil devil. His secret art is so vicious and bloody!" Qi Zhuohao's face changed, and the blood essence in the red feather vultures disappeared. It was obviously absorbed by the poor commander. I don't know how powerful the so-called blood burning method is?

Watching quietly, Qi Zhuohao has already killed the poor commander. He will never let go of evil spirits. At the moment, the poor commander uses monsters to practice magic skills. In the future, the poor commander is expected to kill the martial arts to practice the blood burning method.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhuohao showed his figure decisively and shouted: "poor commander, you don't have a chance to practice magic skills to the second level, because you met me, Qi Zhuohao!"

Qi Zhuohao was thinking that the poor commander could use human and animal corpses to practice magic skills. It is estimated that he could also use living people and animals to practice magic skills!

"Who?" The sudden voice interrupted the poor commander's cultivation. He opened his eyes and looked at Qi Zhuohao in surprise. Seeing that Qi Zhuohao was just a Zhenyuan master, he immediately laughed.

"I thought I was a master of the five regions Tiancheng. I didn't expect it to be a yellow haired child, boy. Can't you die?"

The poor commander gave up cultivation and stood up. All along, he didn't use the martial artist's blood essence to practice the blood burning method. Today, he tried it with the boy who didn't know how to die. Because his heart suddenly changed from surprise to excitement, the poor commander didn't realize that the boy was not simple. At least, the boy's stealth ability was too terrible!

"Boy, I will use your blood essence to practice my divine skill. This is the price for you to disturb my practice!"

The poor commander approached Qi Zhuohao step by step. Seeing this, Qi Zhuohao disagreed. He snorted coldly and said, "poor commander, you are really ignorant and fearless! You are arrogant. I will send you to see the poor messenger."

As soon as Qi Zhuohao said this, the poor commander stopped unconsciously, stared at Qi Zhuohao in horror and asked, "boy, what are you talking about? You killed the poor messenger. It's impossible. Don't talk wildly..."

Before the poor commander's voice fell, Qi Zhuohao raised his hand and said disdainfully, "there's nothing impossible. If I didn't kill the poor Messenger, how could I find here? You should know these two artifacts!"

With that, Qi Zhuohao took out the poor Tian spear and the jade weight. Seeing this, the poor commander's face changed greatly. This is indeed the artifact of the poor Messenger, that is to say, the boy didn't talk wildly, and the poor messenger really died.

"You, who the hell are you?" The poor commander looked at Qi Zhuohao in panic. In his opinion, even if the poor messenger died, it could not be killed by the Yellow haired child in front of him, but someone else.

Isn't it a joke that a warrior in the Zhenyuan realm can kill a detached master with an artifact?

Put away the two artifacts. Qi Zhuohao disdained to answer, "my name is Qi Zhuohao. I'm the one who comes to seek justice for the holy land of the holy inquisition. I'm the one who fights with evil forces. I'm the one who comes to kill you, and I'm also the one who comes to kill the poor."

What Qi Zhuohao didn't say was that he was the one who came to save people, which was his ultimate goal. "Poor commander, it's useless to say more. Hand over the token to enter the secret territory of the poor quickly. I can make you die happier, otherwise, hum..."

Qi Zhuohao doesn't want to waste time with the poor commander. What if the poor commander has a poor God armor? The defense artifact can't stop him from controlling. Kill the poor commander. The end of the poor commander is destined to be the same as the poor messenger.

"Did you really kill the poor messenger? Just because you are a true yuan warrior?" The poor commander still doesn't believe Qi Zhuohao's words. Strictly speaking, he is afraid of the people or forces behind Qi Zhuohao, not Qi Zhuohao himself!

"Yes and no, you will soon know." Qi Zhuohao snorted coldly and raised his hand. He slapped the poor commander in the air. The majestic Zhenyuan strengthened his heart. The flame palm made the poor commander feel a strong threat.

Dare not neglect, the poor commander quickly sacrificed the poor God armor for defense. The ice blue armor was covered with a layer of ice fog, and the specific outline could not be seen. The flame palm melted the ice fog, but could not do anything about the armor itself.

"What a powerful defense artifact. It can easily block my red flame palm!" Qi Zhuohao sighed in his heart that he was really shocked. All along, none of the opponents he met had such terrible defense as the poor commander.

Qi Zhuohao even thought that if he didn't have the time and space confinement of the barren tripod and the sound wave control of the morning clock, he couldn't do anything to the poor commander. Even if he showed his strongest martial arts, he couldn't cause substantive damage to the poor commander.

Of course, it's easy for Qi Zhuohao to kill the poor commander. In addition to the barren tripod and the morning bell, he also has other means to kill the poor commander, such as Tiandu, spiritual knowledge and soul shadow

The poor Heavenly God armor is the best of the inferior artifacts. Its defense is much stronger than the saint yuan armor of situ Yulei. It is the most powerful defense artifact Qi Zhuohao has seen so far. He uses his red flame palm to attack the poor commander, which is just a temptation.

"An ordinary palm can melt the ice fog defense of my poor God armor. This son's Zhenyuan is so pure and powerful!" At the same time, the poor commander is also secretly shocked by Qi Zhuohao's strength. The poor God armor has double defense. Qi Zhuohao can break the first defense of the poor God armor with an insignificant martial skill, which proves that Qi Zhuohao's strength means are very strong.

The most shocking thing for the poor commander is the mental power shown by Qi Zhuohao. Qi Zhuohao is not only a master of mind cultivation, but also the only thing the poor commander has seen in his life. If it's not that mental power, what can Qi Zhuohao's palm do?

At this time, the poor commander has believed Qi Zhuohao's words. The poor messenger was killed by Qi Zhuohao. Therefore, he is worried and nervous. Qi Zhuohao has the strength to kill the poor Messenger, and he may also kill him!

Obviously, in the heart of the poor commander, he would not think that if he had the defense of the poor God armor, he could save his life under Qi Zhuohao's attack, because some powerful attack means could not be resisted by the defense artifact.

Of course, the poor commander is not too afraid of Qi Zhuohao. He practices magic skills and has the strength to fight Qi Zhuohao. The winner can do it. Moreover, this is near the barren volcano. If he can't beat Qi Zhuohao, he is still sure to escape.

"Boy, I have to admit that you are just a Zhenyuan master, and you actually have the strength to threaten us. You are really a genius. However, genius is often arrogant. You are too stupid. You shouldn't provoke me, let alone kill the poor messenger."

As soon as the conversation turned, the poor commander then said: "boy, this is your burial place. This seat will let you know what price it takes to provoke my poor. It's a daydream for you to enter my poor!"