Long Tian held the holy flute at his mouth, and quietly blew the holy Yuan power and gently.

There was only a loud sound of flute sound, full and long, just like the sound of nature. Then, Long Tian felt that the eyes suddenly turned into a golden world, with no other colors.

Before he could react in this shock, Long Tian's head, hands, wrists, body, legs, feet, and everything in his body was tightened up and down. After a few minutes, he seemed to adapt to his body shape, and then slowly relaxed. Although this feeling of tightness still existed, it was not the feeling of tightness that was just now, but it was more like a feeling of being wrapped in super elastic clothes.

When Long Tian was still a little incomprehensible in this strange feeling, the saint next to him suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Long Tian incredibly.

The sound of the flute sounded, and Long Tian instantly turned from the young man who was as beautiful as jade as before to a mighty man wearing golden armor. The armor seemed to be made of a one-piece material, even his palms and ankles were wrapped inside, without any gaps. The Holy Spirit Armor flashed with pure gold color, and there was no trace of seams, but the joints were as flexible as usual, and did not affect the movement of the human body at all. The entire structure could only be described as ingenious work.

Long Tian’s golden armor was brilliant, and there was a helmet connected to a mask on his head. On the helmet was a giant dragon relief with its head held high and proud. The divine light burst out in the dragon’s eyes, and it was powerful without anger, and it had the momentum of dominating the world!

A majestic man stood there, what a domineering Holy Spirit Armor.

"Brother Tian..." After a brief shock, the saint's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at the person wearing the Holy Spirit Armor in front of him, his eyes were filled with tears, full of lovesickness and infatuation, but everything was endless and could not be said.

"Why do I feel tight all over my body?" Long Tian couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his head.

Unexpectedly, the slight sound of metallic attacks made him feel tinnitus and his head was dizzy.

"Damn, what's going on?" Long Tian was shocked. He just wanted to disturb his head, but unexpectedly there was such a loud noise.

Long Tian waved his hand and immediately formed a huge mirror in front of him with the power of the holy Yuan. He looked at the huge mirror head-on, and was immediately startled.

"Damn, is this still me?" He was shocked.

I saw a mighty man in golden helmet and armor standing in the mirror, majestic and murderous intent. Not to mention, this outfit is really not a good idea.

"Brother Tian's majestic and handsomeness is unparalleled in the world!" The saint smiled and walked over and said.

"Hehe, this is better, this armor. In fact, I am just average." Long Tian touched his nose embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly. When he was looking in the mirror just now, he forgot that there was a saint next to him, which made people feel a little embarrassed to see his narcissistic side.

"What's the average? The one who can wear this Holy Spirit Armor is the most heroic man in the world. Do you think that this Holy Spirit Armor can be worn by someone? Only the most noble Holy Lord can deserve this Holy Spirit Armor that seizes the creation of heaven and earth." The saint recognized it, staring at Long Tian without blinking, and said seriously.

"This, hehe, that's it..." Long Tian said with a dry smile, but he thought to himself, "This girl is afraid that she is crazy about his brother Tian. She should also be serious as a substitute. Oh, I swear to God that it was not me who seduced this girl on her own initiative, and it was not my fault to be handsome..."

"Okay, now I'll tell you about the function of this Holy Spirit Armor." Seeing Long Tian keep nodding, the saint couldn't bear to talk about him anymore. After teaching him how to use his divine will to control the removal of the Holy Spirit Armor, he said to him.

"Isn't this armor just for defense against external attacks? What's the purpose?" Long Tian asked in confusion.

In fact, in his heart, he thought that this Holy Spirit Armor was pretty, and quite mighty, but it was only suitable for making appearances.

"Haha, if this Holy Spirit Armor is really as you said, it cannot become the top holy object in the Holy Spirit Realm." The saint shook his head and smiled, looked at the holy flute in Long Tian's hand, and the light of tender memories shot out from his eyes, as if he had remembered many past events. After a while, he recovered and continued to speak to Long Tian.

"In fact, if you want to truly exert the power of this Holy Spirit Armor, Brother Tian, ​​you must also restore the peak strength of the previous Saint Lord, which means you must fully inherit the power of the divine nature. Brother Tian, ​​sit on the dragon throne above." The saint pointed to the huge golden dragon throne in the hall.

"What are you doing?" Long Tian asked in confusion.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't ask so much, just sit on it." The saint blinked cunningly when he heard this.

Hearing this, Long Tian slowly walked to the dragon throne, jumped up, and sat on the chair wearing the Holy Spirit Armor.

At this moment, Long Tian suddenly entered a strange world. All colors in this world are golden and seem vast and boundless, and there is no end to see at a glance.

"Where is this? Saint, where are you?" Long Tian shouted.

"Longtian, you are finally here." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, which scared Longtian because it sounded from Longtian's body.

"Who are you?" Long Tianshen asked after taking a breath and suppressing the shock in his heart.

"I am the first Holy Lord, Brother Tian in Zi'er's mouth." The voice sounded faintly again.

"Where are you now?" Long Tian finally understood from this voice. It turned out that the saint's name was Zi'er.

"I exist in your body in the form of a divine nature. Only when you sit on my dragon throne can I truly wake up." The voice said softly.

Long Tian nodded in a vague way of hearing this, and then asked in surprise: "What do you want to do? You won't want to take over the body and rebirth?" Long Tian has encountered many things about taking over the body and rebirth before. If this powerful first saint master wants to do what, wouldn't he be worth the loss?

"Haha, Long Tian, ​​don't worry, I don't have that intention. In fact, my divine nature has merged with you. If I take your body, I will die." The voice of the first holy master sounded faintly.

"Then what do you want to do?" Long Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. As long as he didn't harm himself, he would be able to do it.

"Longtian, I want you to fully inherit my divine character, but you must promise me a condition." The voice of the first Holy Lord became serious.

"What conditions? You said, as long as I can do it, I will help you." Long Tian quickly replied when he heard this. He knew that there was no free lunch in the world. Since the first Holy Lord wanted to pass on the divine nature to himself, there must be conditions.

"Okay, it's so refreshing. I hope you can help me get rid of the resentful Holy Lord after inheriting my divine nature. It is because of him that my divine nature has caused my divine nature to fall into the lower realm, and there is a more important reason. This resentful Holy Lord is an evil saint formed by all the resentment in the seven realms. If it cannot be eradicated in time, when its injuries are healed, it will be the time when the seven realms are destroyed..." The first holy Lord said seriously.

"Wait, do you say it was injured? How did it get hurt?" Long Tian interrupted him and continued to ask.

"The Holy Lord Resentment was injured when he fought with me, otherwise Zi'er might have been harmed by it long ago, but I guess it is almost healed now. Fortunately, you did not disappoint me. He ascended to the Holy Spirit Realm in just over twenty years, and had enough time to deal with him." The first Holy Lord said with relief.

"So that's it." Long Tian nodded when he heard this. He finally understood why the saint could still live well after the first saint lord was knocked down from the realm.

"Longtian, have you promised my conditions?" The voice sounded faintly again.

"I promise you." Long Tian nodded without hesitation when he heard this. The bullshit Holy Lord was born of resentment from the seven realms. If his injuries were healed, the entire seven realms would suffer a great disaster. Long Tian did not care about himself, but must also care about his relatives and friends.
Chapter completed!