Chapter 630: Skyfire Prison Robe! Return to the Martial God Altar! ．

On the other side.

In the back mountain of Qingyun Peak, there is an uninhabited place.

The space fluctuated, and Su Changge's figure emerged.

He took out the pagoda from his arms and entered directly.

"Shan'e, you performed well just now. This fire dragon robe is for you. Take it."

Su Changge took out the fire dragon robe and shouted to Shan'e with a smile.

Shan'e twisted his snake body and walked over, took it in his hand, his face full of joy, and said softly: "Thank you, brother."

"What are you polite about?" Su Changge smiled.

Then, looking at the other people who were eagerly looking at him, he said: "Don't worry, I will create a force in the future, and I will give each of you a treasure. You can have whatever you want!"

"Thank you, Daozun!"

"Thank you, Daozun!"

Many elves shouted happily, and their voices were crisp and beautiful.

There was nothing to do next, so Su Changge left.

With a thought, his figure appeared directly in the outside world.

Just when he came out, the system subsidy arrived.

【Ding! ]

[You sent a Fire Dragon Robe, the 10 billion subsidy takes effect, triggering an over-critical strike! ]

[This over-critical strike multiple: 3 million times! ]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Fire Prison Robe! ]

"Fire Prison Robe?"

Su Changge was slightly stunned.

The name sounds quite impressive, but I don't know what it is?

At this time, he suddenly observed that the critical strike multiple this time was a terrifying 3 million times!

"Fuck, with such a high multiple, this Fire Prison Robe can't be awesome!" Su Changge rubbed his hands excitedly, his face full of expectations!

Looking at the system space.

On the gray void, a group of divine clouds emerged out of thin air, emitting brilliant golden light, and a piece of clothes corner was revealed in the divine clouds. It was just a piece of clothes corner, and you could immediately feel a terrifying burning force coming from the face, like a fire stick hitting your face, very hot.

The next moment, the divine clouds dissipated, and the Fire Prison Robe revealed its mysterious veil.

The whole thing was red, like a red-hot iron. It didn't look like clothing at all, but rather like a red-hot iron armor. It was very shocking. On the surface of the armor, there were countless mysterious patterns, ancient runes, and Taoist fish symbols. No one knew them, but they were extremely profound and mysterious.

"Hey, why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Su Changge suddenly noticed the corpse of the Immortal King.

This guy ate so much, but he was still sleeping.

He entered the system space with a thought, came to the bed, touched the face of the corpse of the Immortal King, and sighed: "You, you, you look like a living person, but you are a dead person. It's really uncomfortable... So, can I not save you?"

After that, he didn't do anything else and started to check the system entries.

[Fire Hell Clothes: Armor from hell, smelted and cast with ancient fire, the surface temperature reaches the temperature of the center of the sun, and can dissolve everything in the world. 】

Su Changge's eyelids jumped!

Then he blurted out: "Awesome!"

To put it bluntly, this treasure is the enhanced version of the Fire Dragon Robe, which is three million times stronger.

Next, he undressed, took off his clothes, and put on the Fire Prison Robe.

When the Fire Prison Robe was put on, it automatically turned into a white robe, the same as the one he was wearing just now, and the many patterns and Taoist patterns on it disappeared, turning into precious emblems, giving people a noble and unworldly blessing

This situation is equivalent to wearing a precious brocade robe on the body. It seems to have no lethality, but in fact it has a different world. When someone punches, it will be instantly dissolved into blood by the high temperature.

In addition.

Weapons are also good.

Anything is good.

It will melt instantly.

Afterwards, Su Changge snapped his fingers and put the clothes he took off into the storage ring, and then moved his body and returned to the Martial God Altar.

Seeing him leave, the corpse of the fairy king was a little disappointed.

"I thought he was giving me something to absorb this time, but he just sighed and then it was gone?" She was dumbfounded.

Lowering her head, she pondered: "Should I really, 'wake up'?"

After a moment, she shook her head again and said to herself: "No, let's wait and see."

However, thinking back to when he changed his clothes just now, that broad chest, charming lines, perfect figure... Ah, bah, bah, bah, why did I suddenly become cheap, why pay attention to these?

"If I revive, I'm afraid I will never see these again in the future?" The corpse of the fairy king murmured, and then lay down again to pretend to be dead.

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Martial God Altar.

With a swish, a sound of breaking wind came from the void.

Immediately afterwards, Su Changge's figure appeared on the stage, a white dress fluttering, long hair flying in the wind, very chic.

"Hmm?"

Huyanzan's eyes lit up, and he sneered: "I didn't expect you to dare to come back?"

"Why not?" Su Changge also responded with a sneer, saying: "I really have something to do, otherwise, I would never leave halfway."

Before Huyanzan could say anything, Xing Daorong suddenly spat on the ground and said: "Ah, I think you are just talking nonsense! Because I just did the same thing!"

Su Changge turned his head and glanced at him, and said to Zhao Yin indifferently: "Slap your mouth."

"Pah!"

A fierce slap pierced through the layers of air, and in a flash it hit Xing Daorong's face fiercely.

"Puff!"

Xing Daorong spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his whole body became a kite with a broken string, flying backwards for 108,000 miles, and crashed into a mountain, his life or death unknown.

"You!" Du Sihai's face turned black, but the situation was urgent, so he hurriedly flew out to a distance of 108,000 miles and picked up Xing Daorong who was on the verge of death.

"I... I... I'm going to die, Master, save me..." Xing Daorong's eyelids turned outward and blood flowed from all seven orifices.

Du Sihai immediately called the people from the Dan Shen Temple nearby.

A senior member of the Dan Shen Temple hurried over and gave Xing Daorong a pill. After a while, his eyes turned back and he finally came back from the gates of hell.

"Are you still talking nonsense?" Su Changge looked at him with a smile.

Although Xing Daorong was terrified, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Su, I tell you, you can destroy me, but you can't beat me! If I hadn't eaten lunch, how could I have lost?"

Su Changge couldn't help laughing and said, "You are the most stubborn person I have ever met. Let me guess, you are relying on your master being a saint, right? Okay, it won't be long before you are surprised."

The others were also speechless by Xing Daorong at this time.

But more people were surprised that Su Changge actually came back. Wasn't he scared just now? What was he going to do this time?

"Is this guy okay? He ran away, why did he come back again?"

"Don't talk too early, maybe he is not scared?"

"That makes sense, but that's Hu Yanzan, a mid-stage quasi-saint. How confident can he be as a peak saint?"

Everyone talked at once.

At this time, there was another sound of breaking wind, and someone else came back.