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Five hundred and thirtieth eight chapters, sword red armor

"This... is rich!"

With a loud shout, the eyes of the monks in the realm of the Gods turned red in an instant, as if the beggar who had been hungry for countless days finally saw the roast chicken, and was almost crazy about to rush out.

Unlike them, Huandu Ruoshui and the guests behind him only stayed in one place, which was the deepest part of the entire pit and the most central part. There was an open space there, which was only three or four feet apart. There was no famous sword in this range, and some were just red armor sitting with a sword.

There seemed to be this corpse inside the red armor, but the armor was armed to the teeth and could not see the appearance clearly.

But since it is in this deserted Shenjian Mountain, I am afraid that the corpse has long been rotting for many years.

Unlike the famous swords around it that were shining with bright light, the red armor was dim and there were countless traces of sword cutting. It seemed to be just an inconspicuous decoration in the sword tomb. Even the long sword in the hand of the armor was rusty, without any sharpness.

Wei Yuan's eyes also stayed on this pair of red armor, and in front of his extraordinary soul, this red armor that seemed to have no value was the most difficult difficulty he encountered in this sword tomb and even along the way.

"Hold the sword and red armor! Finally found it!"

Huan Duruoshui spoke with some excitement.

"This is what you want?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"good."

"Then I think you will die a lot of people!"

When Huan was slightly stunned when he heard Wei Yuan's words, he smiled and said, "Senior Wei, don't worry. Although this red armor is unique, even if it has been hidden here for thousands of years, it still retains the strength of the first realm of creation, but we have seven fortune cultivators, and if we don't believe it, I can't take it!"

"The first realm of creation?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who told you?"

Hearing this, Huan Duruoshui suddenly twitched in his heart and his brows frowned slightly, "Can you notice something strange, Senior Wei?"

Wei Yuan didn't care and said straightforwardly, "This red armor is very weird. Even if the armor-piercing man dies, his cultivation will be confined to the armor. In my opinion, this red armor is not as powerful as the first realm of creation. I'm afraid that he has entered the middle realm and is only half a step away from the upper realm."

"What!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the children of Huandu, including Huandu Ruoshui, were shocked.

At the same time, the rangers in the realm of God had already rushed into the sword tomb to compete for the famous sword.

But the moment the group of people stepped into the sword tomb, a sharp sword energy whistled out from the deepest part of the sword tomb, and it was dozens of feet wide. The nearly ten people who rushed to the front were cut off in an instant by the sweeping sword energy. The blood mixed with internal organs spread out, and in the blink of an eye, it dyed red.

"hiss!"

Everyone who was lucky enough to step into the sword tomb took a breath of cold air, and their eyes were immediately thrilled in the direction where the sword energy surged.

The red armor sitting at the center of the sword tomb actually stood up slowly. The shocking sword energy just now was cut out by the rusty sword in his hand.

"this!"

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that anyone could live in this Shenjian Mountain, known as the most dangerous place in the world?

"Don't act rashly. The Red Armored Man is not bad at all and has the cultivation level of creation. If you rashly step into the sword tomb, you will only have the word "death"!"

Huandu Ruoshui reminded everyone, then turned around and looked at the six guest officials of Huandu family behind him, and said, "Everyone, come forward with me and capture the red-armored man!"

All the monks in the realm of the God retreated, and the next step was the stage for Huandu and his team of seven powerful people in the realm of creation! Huandu turned his head and looked at Wei Yuan. The latter had no expression on his face and ignored him at all. She did not expect this senior to help him. She gritted her teeth and turned around and rushed to the sword-holding red armor in the sword tomb! On the other side, after experiencing the losses of Huanxin Lake, the White Horse clan finally learned to be smart and did not dare to move forward so vigorously. She was cautious along the way, for fear that the Dugu clan would stumbling to them again.

By the time they arrived at the foot of Dengjian Cliff, it was already late at night. They had been walking for a whole day during this journey. From this we can see how careful Baima Yuanrang was.

When he arrived at the foot of the Cliff of Dingjian, Bai Ma Yuan Rang looked up at the top of the peak and grinned, "It's true that he is the woman I like. He actually settled the big dragon. But this is fine, it can be considered as paving a road to heaven for me!"

The white horse Miaocai chuckled behind him, "But I finally saw you gaining a little bit of an upper hand. Since the road has been opened, what are you waiting for? Climbing the mountain!"

"No hurry!"

Bai Ma Yuanrang raised his hand to stop him, and then continued with a smile, "This is the sword tomb, there is still a hard bone there."

"You're talking about the red-armored man?"

Baima Miaocai raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't the purpose of our trip the red armor?"

I've been here, don't you plan to fight with him?"

The ultimate goal of the trip to Baima and Huandu family is to win the hearts of the people in the world, but since they have led their troops to this world's most dangerous place, it seems a bit unreasonable if they don't get any benefits! The news of holding the sword red armor was naturally obtained from the Dugu clan, but the dead red armor seems to be very similar to a secret technique recorded in ancient books.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, a big devil appeared in the secret realm of the Fentian. This man went against the trend, abandoned the cultivation of the ghost realm, and took a different approach, and actually made a trick of refining corpses.

This devil carved strange words in the armor that no one could understand, and then let someone put them on. After putting on the armor, no matter what level you are in, even the supreme powerhouse who is on the photogenic, you can't take it off again and can only live in armor for the rest of your life.

This is not the most disgusting thing. The most sinister thing is that the lifespan of the man in this armor will be absorbed bit by bit by bit by bit. At most, the armor will suck the man wearing armor into a mummy, and eventually turn into a puppet that obeys the devil.

The most important thing is, what realm is the armored man, what realm will the armored puppet be? When the devil was most arrogant, he ordered five hundred armored men at the top of the gods and thirty realms of creation to become the top figure in the whole world in one fell swoop.

During that period, the entire Fantian Secret Realm fell into a dark and terrified fear. As for why the devil suddenly died and disappeared later, there were many different opinions on the people in the world.

Some say that the devil could not do anything, so he lowered the thunder punishment and annihilated it. Some say that a woman came from the sky gate and destroyed all the puppets with just one finger. She wiped the devil out and left without hesitation.
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