Chapter 854 He Is Not Alone

But He Lingchuan couldn't figure out how it communicated with the pot lid.

"The Qianling Baogai is an independent ancient artifact, and the Dafang Pot originally had no lid. They were not originally compatible, but were forced together. Ha, even the Lingxu gods don't know this secret." Sanshui Zhenren's long sword began to glow, "The Baogai provides me with shelter and allows me to merge with Sanshui Zhenren to deal with the Dafang Pot together."

As for the kid in front of him, the Qianling Baogai and him certainly don't take it seriously.

He Lingchuan finally understood the cause and effect.

It turns out that the king of the Que beast has been guarding the tomb of General Hong, waiting for his old enemy to come out of the pot!

The Dafang Pot has been grinding against them for a long time. It has to rely on water grinding to disintegrate the resistance of the pot lid bit by bit. This kind of competition between artifacts is really strange.

And these Que beasts, born with the will of the Baogai and the ancient residual soul, are hostile to all moving objects in the pot.

They are not real flesh and blood bodies. Narakutian's clone only merged with the King of Que Beasts and borrowed the power of Sanshui Zhenren, which can't be considered a divine descent.

But this kind of flexibility and ability to pull the gods and the remnant immortals to the same front in an instant should not be possessed by every god.

No wonder Narakutian only took more than a hundred years to jump from a mere wild god to one of the big bosses in the world of gods.

As for the King of Que Beasts, no wonder it can use so many exquisite and unique magical powers, and control the timing of the battle is also extremely accurate, because it originally has a part of it that belongs to Sanshui Zhenren, the great immortal in ancient times!

He Lingchuan looked at him and shook his head: "You are conceited about the god of fate, but your luck is really bad. You arrived after the ground battle is over. This is the secret realm of Dafanghu, my territory!"

Otherwise, Narakutian's clone would have landed on the King of Que Beasts one step earlier. No matter which team he chose to join forces with, the rest would not be his opponent.

He grabbed Fusheng with his backhand, the blade slightly tilted, and murderous aura filled the air.

The blade pulsed with unstoppable excitement. Since the appearance of Narakutian's clone, the sword's fighting spirit has become more fierce, and it actually appeared from the void by itself.

Cut!

No matter if the opponent is the King of Que Beast, Sanshui Zhenren, or Narakutian's clone.

Cut him off, it means cutting off the boring and ridiculous fate!

"It's useless." Narakutian's clone chuckled: "Hasn't anyone told you? Since you have my mark in your sea of ​​consciousness, you can't attack me. The skin can't resist the master, just like the magic weapon can't betray the master and kill the master!"

This is the confidence that he stood alone in the Panlong Secret Realm, still calm and calm.

So what if this kid turned Lingxu City upside down? So what if he had a hot relationship with Dafanghu?

But a mere skin, in front of the real master, must not crawl on the ground, must not worship?

Must not succumb to the arrangement of fate?

Sure enough, once the blade was aimed at Sanshui Zhenren, He Lingchuan felt his body heavy and his limbs filled with lead. That was the divine seal in his mind taking effect, not allowing him to attack his "master".

He raised his wrist forcefully, but his hand trembled like a leaf in the wind.

Facing such a strong enemy, his body was out of control. What was the difference between that and being sentenced to death?

Just as Narakutian's clone was about to step forward, a third party's voice was heard at the scene:

"Who said that?"

A cold and disdainful female voice.

The mark of the Gale Army on He Lingchuan's wrist glowed and heated, and there was a slight sound of armor plates rubbing around him. The motionless Red General Armor suddenly turned halfway around and pressed down He Lingchuan's wrist!

At this moment, it seemed to come alive.

Then, the whole set of armor turned into a stream of light and was transmitted to him.

It was just a blink of an eye.

He Lingchuan straightened up and found that his whole body was completely covered with red fish scales--

He never dreamed that one day he would wear the Red General's armor!

He Lingchuan was taller and stronger than General Hong, so the style of this armor was very different from when it was worn by General Hong, but it fit perfectly and was tailor-made for him.

No, it should be said that it was as if it had grown out of his body.

The armor also lost its scars from the wind and frost, becoming majestic and gorgeous, as if it had been reborn, which was out of tune with this desolate and dilapidated battlefield.

The ghost face mask was finally generated, and he finally gained General Hong's vision.

It turned out that this was how she usually looked at people.

Endless power suddenly emerged from his body, filling every meridian, every bone, every muscle, and even every hair!

It was a vast and invincible power that he had never experienced before, as if he could shatter the stars with one punch and crush the earth with one foot.

Is this the power that General Hong lent him?

Is this really something that humans can have?

The most important thing is that through the mark of the Gale Army on his wrist, he and this armor are in tune with each other.

As long as he has a thought, the armor can cooperate highly and act completely according to his wishes!

Having the will is enough.

The divine seal left by Narakuten can only restrict his body, but not his mind.

As long as he wants, he can attack!

He Lingchuan's heart surged, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar. In an instant, he rushed in front of Narakuten's clone, and the red flame knife was like a long rainbow--

This knife can not only cut through the raging waves, but also thousands of troops!

His speed is more than ten times faster than usual? This time, the flash was even more without warning, and even the afterimage was not drawn.

With the dexterity of Sanshui Zhenren, he didn't even dodge it. Before he could release the sword formula he had pinched, He Lingchuan wiped his neck closely!

Of course, he didn't die so easily. The cut neck didn't bleed. The whole body turned into flowing water with a splash, and re-condensed into a human form a few feet away.

This lived up to his nickname, Sanshui Zhenren.

However, his face finally became solemn. Because there was a small pool of clear water at his feet, which was moving as if it had life, but it couldn't condense.

After being cut by the Fusheng Knife, even the clear water couldn't be shaped.

What surprised Naraku Tian's clone was that the skin bag attacked him so cleanly and was not affected by the mark at all. How could this be possible?

"How did you do it..." As soon as the words came out, Naraku Tian's clone let out a long "Oh, Mitian, you are not dead!"

He and He Lingchuan both heard the female voice.

To He Lingchuan, it sounded like General Hong, but to Naraku Tian's clone, it was Mitian!

It was Mitian who was causing trouble and preventing him from getting his skin bag.

In his opinion, all the attacks were done by General Hong's armor. The armor completely protected his prey, leaving no gap from head to toe, leaving no chance for Narakutian's clone to take advantage of.

For He Lingchuan, Zhong Shengguang's promise to him has been taken over by General Hong.

Is he limited in the face of Narakutian's attack? It doesn't matter, the power from General Hong will suppress the divine seal for him.

He can't fight, it helps him fight.

He can't fight, it helps him fight.

Even for He Lingchuan, it's too difficult to challenge fate alone. But with the help of General Hong, he is no longer fighting alone.

"Surrender, you won't suffer." The red light on the Fusheng Knife bloomed, it was obviously General Hong's armor, but the voice from the ghost mask was He Lingchuan's voice, "You struggle to death, your end will be worse than Sanshui Zhenren!"

He didn't brag.

This is the Panlong Secret Realm, this is in the Dafang Pot, it is General Hong's home court, and it should also be his home court.

"I really don't understand, what's wrong with being my skin? You won't die, and I can fulfill your father and son's wish!" Narakutian's clone snapped his fingers while speaking.

Ever since the last time the two fought, there has been rain and snow in the sky.

As it snapped its fingers, the water droplets floating around He Lingchuan exploded one after another.

Each water droplet is a miniature bomb, but the effect is a hundred times that of ordinary explosives!

In comparison, the explosive arrows shot by Tao Ran earlier were less than one percent as powerful.

The extreme anti-force that erupted from the most gentle water is exactly what Sanshui Zhenren is good at.

He Lingchuan raised his arm, and the soul-capturing mirror turned into a round shield to block in front of him; the rich true power flowed on the armor, condensed into a thick aura, and removed most of the explosion damage.

Even so, the soul-catching mirror still screamed: "Ahhh, it hurts!"

Immortal... No, the mirror judged that this Sanshui Zhenren was just a remnant soul, and the king of the Que Beast that he transformed was also tamed by the Dafanghu for a long time, so his strength should be far less than that of his heyday.

But! Using it to resist the attack of the half-immortal, is it too much to respect it?

The mirror realized belatedly: "By the way, are you my master?"

The power of the armor made it feel too strange.

He Lingchuan was too lazy to pay attention to this chatterbox, and only retorted to Narakutian: "I don't understand, what's wrong with staying in the Dafanghu? You won't die, at most you will drink a few mouthfuls of sea water!"

He thought, and his body turned into red light and approached Narakutian's clone again. In the smoke, three water pythons appeared out of thin air and entangled him first.

One red gold, one dark black, and one light blue, each thicker than a bucket.

This is a water spirit from three rivers that the immortals have refined. When it is at its peak, the giant snake is as big as a hill, and it can oppress the enemy with the power of three rivers.

The most terrifying one is the black snake Xiliu. In the legends of the alien race, this Xiliu River penetrates the virtual and real worlds and leads to the underworld. No living creature or soul can float up after falling into the water. They will only be trapped at the bottom of the river forever and turned into river stones. The giant python refined with the Xiliu River stone can not only release the dead spirits of hatred to devour people's hearts, but also penetrate armor and strangle the soul directly.

Three such thick giant pythons almost buried He Lingchuan.

The vengeful spirits released by the Xiliu black snake took advantage of the gap, but the red armor on He Lingchuan was so bright that once the vengeful spirits collided with it, they would be burned to death, leaving no ash.

The fierce flames on the armor were so terrifying.

Narakutian's clone jumped up and pressed down with the sword, so fast that it was unreasonable.

The two entangled python bodies immediately left a gap behind He Lingchuan's neck, allowing him to attack.

This sword was also forged with fine willow stone, which can switch between real and fake. If Narakutian's clone pierces He Lingchuan's neck with it, it will only hurt his soul without damaging his skin.

He still needs to use this body, so he can't damage it too much.