Chapter 784： Celestial Battle Armor

"Master!!"

Xiong Huan knelt behind Ling Xiao and bowed deeply to the magic armor.

At this moment, his eyes were full of tears, and even the breath of his body was inexplicably depressed.

"Do you recognize this magic armor?"

Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but he was a little curious.

What kind of existence does the demon exist?

Why his name can make all souls panic for nine days.

However, as long as the strong who have followed him, they are all stubborn and unrepentant.

Even the demon generals like Xiong Huan and Liang Yi, who originally stood on the top of the sky, were willing to give up their cultivation base, stepped back in reincarnation, and fell into the world, just to wait for the return of the Lord.

Liang Yi, burning reincarnation, appeared briefly one after another, waiting for life and death for thousands of years like a day.

Xiong Huan, even if his vitality is exhausted, but with obsession as his soul, he finally waited until Ling Xiao appeared.

With their strength, it would not be too difficult for them to hide for nine days and live a chic life.

However, the two chose the most difficult and painful way to spend this long life.

Is the demon dead?

It should be dead, otherwise Ling Xiao would not exist.

But no one can guarantee that one day he will really be born again.

Even if Liang Yi saw something in Burning Samsara, what he could see, really no one else saw it.

Heaven, impermanence.

This is what Ling Xiao has been worrying about.

Above the realm of heaven, is there anyone who overlooks the common people and uses all spirits as chess, or...playing things?

"This armor is something of a demon?"

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, with some inexplicable vicissitudes in his eyes.

"Unamnesty Demon Armor, the battle armor of the Lord."

Xiong Huan got up, his eyes a little scarlet.

Although, the aura on Ling Xiao's body is no different from that of a heavenly demon.

However, it is always difficult for Xiong Huan to completely overlap him with the figure in his heart.

"No pardon?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, but he didn't expect that the name of this magic armor would be so overbearing.

"Yes, this armor can usually be transformed into all kinds of forms, but when it really reveals this combat posture, those who see it... kill without mercy, immortal Buddha without mercy."

Xiong Huan's eyes were fascinated, and his eyes suddenly burst into a thousand battle intent.

"Actually, I have only seen this final form of unpardonable twice."

"Those who see... kill without mercy?"

Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled, as he deserves to be a legacy of the Heavenly Demon. Such a dominance is worthy of the force of Primordial First Demon.

"Then this Primordial Demon Blade, does it have a name?"

Ling Xiao grasped the palm of his hand, and the magic blade appeared in his hand, and the magic intent on it overflowed unchecked, surging into the sky.

And on the Devil Armor of the Unforgiveness, there is also the devil's brilliance, like a close friend, reunited after a long absence.

"The name of this magic blade is...reincarnation."

"Reincarnation?"

"With a single cut, the sky is eternal, the way of heaven does not exist, and the worlds reincarnate."

There was obviously a touch of awe in Xiong Huan's eyes, that kind of pious fear, Ling Xiao felt a little touched when he watched.

This is the dominance of the heavenly devil, stepping on the top of the sky, overlooking the common people.

The world chants my real name, fearful and pious.

"What's the rank of these two spirit treasures?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, expecting in his eyes.

I don't know how terrifying and aggressive these two gods will be after the seal is truly broken.

"Rank? Subordinates don't know, subordinates only know that these two divine weapons are the companion treasures of the Lord, conceived from Hongmeng and born at the beginning of heaven and earth."

"So, Xiong Huan, you help me protect the law."

In the end, Ling Xiao didn't say much, raising his foot and walking towards the Wushe Demon Armor.

Today, there are no strong people in the ancestral land of the crocodile, and there is also the seal of the Nine Dragon Prisoners, and no one can easily break in.

The reason why he asked Xiao Peng and others to slaughter the crocodile parts that day was just in case.

After all, the magic in the forbidden area of ​​the ancient temple is too dreadful, it is impossible to guarantee that it will not be recognized.

Killing all can be foolproof.

As for the ancestral crocodile spirit, even if he left a means in the magic armor, it might be the imprint of the spirit.

With the existence of ancestor charms, any divine soul that enters the Lingxiao Soul Sea will only end up with one.

"Yes! Lord!"

Xiong Huan bowed and bowed, and turned to stand beside Ling Xiao, like an ancient golem, without a trace of breath.

And Ling Xiao walked to the Infinity Demon Armor and gently stretched out his hand, stroking this ancient battle armor that accompanied the Heavenly Demon to conquer endless years.

At this time, he could feel that as his palm touched, the magic in his body unexpectedly overflowed and eroded away into the magic armor.

And on the armor that was originally rusted and mottled, a faint black light began to bloom.

The rust peeled off, revealing one of the ancient black armors carved with thousands of magic patterns.

Above it, traces of remnants entered the eyes, and in the middle of the magic armor, there was a fierce crack that pierced and pierced it.

Obviously, this Unforgivable Demon Armor has been destroyed.

Even if I wanted to, when the gods fought alone, the four ancient gods and hundreds of millions of immortal tribes had already perished.

How can this armor be as complete as ever?

"Om!!"

Gradually, the black light on the demon armor became more prosperous, Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, the heavenly demon's true body manifested out of thin air, and the endless demon intent evolved into a vortex, covering him and the demon armor.

Picture after picture floated into the eye, only to see an ancient figure standing in the blue sky, underneath it were a group of strong immortals wearing golden armor.

The golden light is shining, as bright as the sun.

Only that strand of black, like nine-day obsession, is gradually annihilated by the golden sun, but it is eternal.

The heavens are full of golden armor, and a magic light breaks through the heavens.

Time passed slowly, and another half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

In this half a month, countless dark tides have been set off in the endless sea.

There is an ice demon who is doing harm to the world, slaying countless sea powers.

All those who were slaughtered by it were transformed into ice sculptures, and their bodies and souls were all obliterated.

There was another young great demon walking in the sea, threatening to slaughter the evil spirits and become a blood feud in the human race.

The entire sea area is shrouded in a layer of shadow, but the land of southern Xinjiang is also panic.

Countless tribes were slaughtered, and the Gantian Demon Sect, which had disappeared for a long time, seemed to show its magic again.

The world was gloomy, and there was a cloud of blood covering the void.

What is strange is that in this wind and rain, the Sea Emperor Palace is surprisingly silent.

Even Haihuang Ziyan may not have been present for a long time.

Until one day, in the Sea Palace, there was a golden haze rushing into the sky, reflecting the ages.

A ray of divine might straddling the sky and clearing the sea, Zi Yan just walked out of the depths of the hall, her eyes calmly looking towards Xi'er's retreat, and there was a touch of charming charm on the corner of her mouth.

It's been three hundred years, and it's finally this day.

Next, it should be the real...the battle between heaven and earth.

The common master of ten thousand races, Zhou Yandao, are you... worthy?

Some things, so what if you grab them, after all, you are just a thief, and you have to endure the revenge of the world.

Zi Yan's eyes condensed slightly, and her figure instantly disappeared in place.

At this moment, in his jade hand, a golden talisman was shining brightly.

"The Purple Emperor, the ancestor of the crocodile, there is movement!" We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.