After the immortal disappeared

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

"The Qiling Bao lid is an independent ancient artifact, and the large square pot originally had no lid. They were not suitable for each other, but were forcibly brought together. Hehe, even the gods of Lingxu don't know this secret." Sanshui The sword of the real person began to shine, "The treasure cover provides me with protection and allows me to merge with the real person Sanshui to deal with Dafang Hu together."

As for the kid in front of him, neither Qiling Baogai nor him would take him seriously.

He Lingchuan finally understood the cause and effect.

It turns out that the King of Que Beasts has been guarding the Red General's Tomb, waiting for his old enemy to come out of the pot!

The Dafang Pot has been polishing them for a long time. It relies on water grinding to break down the resistance of the lid bit by bit. This kind of competition between artifacts is really strange.

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

They are not real flesh and blood. The clone of Narutian is just fused with the King of Que Beasts and borrows the power of Sanshui Zhenren. It cannot be regarded as a divine descent.

But this kind of flexibility, the ability to instantly bring the gods and immortals to the same front, should not be possessed by every god.

No wonder it only took Nailuotian more than a hundred years to rise from a mere wild god to one of the giants in the God Realm.

As for the King of Que Beasts, no wonder it can use many exquisite and unique magical powers, and its control of combat timing is also extremely precise, because it originally belonged to Sanshui Zhenren, the great immortal in ancient times!

He Lingchuan looked at him and shook his head: "You are proud of your destiny, but your luck is really bad. You didn't arrive until the ground battle was over. This is the secret realm of Dafang Hu, and it is my territory!"

Otherwise, Narakutian's clone would have descended on the King of Que Beasts earlier, and no matter which team he chose to join forces with, the rest would not be his enemy.

He grabbed Fu Sheng with his backhand, the knife head tilted slightly, filled with murderous intent.

There were pulses coming from the blade, which was an uncontrollable excitement. Since the appearance of Naluotian's clone, the fighting spirit of this sword has become more fierce, and it actually appeared from the void on its own.

cut!

No matter whether the opponent is the King of Que Beasts, the real person Sanshui, or the clone of Narakutian.

To kill him is to kill this boring and ridiculous fate!

"It's useless." Nai Luotian's clone chuckled: "Didn't anyone tell you? Since you have my mark planted in your consciousness, you can't take action against me. The skin cannot resist its owner, just like the magical weapon cannot carry its owner to kill the owner! "

This was his confidence to stand alone in the Panlong Secret Realm, calm and calm.

So what if this kid turned Lingxu City upside down? So what if you have a hot hookup with Dafang Pot?

But it's just a skin, but in front of the real owner, he still can't kneel on the ground, and he can't worship him?

Still have to succumb to fate?

Sure enough, once he pointed the knife edge at Master Sanshui, He Lingchuan felt that his body was heavy and his limbs were filled with lead. That was when the divine seal in his mind took effect, preventing him from taking action against his "master".

He forced his wrists to rise, but their hands shook like fallen leaves in the wind.

Facing such a powerful enemy, but the body refuses to obey orders, what is the difference between that and being sentenced to death?

Just as Nai Luotian's clone was about to step forward, a third person's voice actually sounded 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 scraping next to him. The motionless Red General's armor suddenly turned around and held down He Lingchuan's wrist!

At this moment, it seemed to come alive.

Immediately afterwards, the entire armor turned into flowing light and was transmitted to him.

That is, in the 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 is taller and stronger than General Red, so the style of this armor is very different from the one worn on General Red, but it fits perfectly and is tailor-made for him.

No, I should say, it's like it grew out of his body.

At the same time, the battle armor also faded away from the scars of wind and frost, becoming majestic and gorgeous, like a new life, which was incompatible with this desolate and dilapidated battlefield.

The Ghostface Mask is finally generated, and he finally gains the Red General's vision.

It turns out that this is how she looks at people.

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

It was so majestic and invincible that he had never experienced before, as if he could break the stars with one punch and crush the earth with one kick.

Is this the power lent to him by the Red General?

Is this really something humans can have?

The most important thing is that through the mark of the Gale Army on his wrist, he has a heart-to-heart connection with this armor.

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

If you have the heart, that's enough.

The divine seal left by Nai Luotian could only restrict his body, but it could not restrain his mind.

He can attack whenever he wants!

He Lingchuan's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but let out a loud roar. In an instant, he was bullied in front of Nailuotian's clone, and the red flame sword energy was like a rainbow——

This sword can cut not only the stormy waves, but also thousands of troops!

His speed is more than ten times faster than normal fighting? This flash appeared without any warning, not even the afterimage was drawn out.

With Master Sanshui's dexterity, he didn't even escape. Before he could release the sword secret, He Lingchuan wiped it on his neck!

Of course, he did not die that easily, and there was no blood on his cut neck. His entire body turned into running water with a splash, and re-consolidated into a human form a few feet away.

Only then can he live up to his nickname, Master Sanshui.

However, his expression finally became serious. Because there was a small puddle of clear water at his feet that was squirming and moving as if it was alive, but it couldn't condense.

After being cut by the Fusheng knife, even clear water could not be shaped.

Nai Luotian's clone was even more surprised that Pi Nang's attack on him was clean and neat, completely unaffected by the mark. How could this be possible?

"How did you do that..." As soon as the words left his mouth, Nailuotian's clone let out a long, "Mitian, you are indeed not dead!"

Both he and He Lingchuan heard the female voice.

To He Lingchuan, it sounds like General Red, but to the clone of Nai Luotian, it sounds like Mi Tian!

It was a miraculous evil that prevented him from getting his own skin.

In his opinion, all attacks were completed by the Red General's armor. The armor completely protected his prey, leaving no gaps from head to toe, leaving no opportunity for Narakuten's clone to take advantage of.

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

Is his attack against Nai Luotian limited? It doesn't matter, the power from the Red General will suppress the divine mark for him.

He couldn't fight, it helped him fight.

He couldn't fight it, it helped him fight it.

Even for He Lingchuan, it was too difficult to challenge fate alone. But with the help of General Red, he no longer fights alone.

"I'll capture you without mercy, you won't suffer." A red light bloomed on the Fusheng knife, which was obviously the red general's armor, but it was He Lingchuan's voice that came out from under the grimace mask, "Fighting to the death, your end will be worse than Master Sanshui! "

He didn't talk nonsense.

This is the secret realm of Panlong. This is inside the large square pot. It is the home of the Red General, and it should also be his home.

"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 wishes!" Nai Luotian's clone snapped his fingers as he spoke.

Since the last time the two of them fought, there has been rain and snow flying in the air.

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

Every drop of water is a miniature bomb, but its effect is a hundred times that of ordinary explosives!

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

The extremely powerful force that bursts out from the gentlest water is exactly what Sanshui is good at.

He Lingchuan raised his arm, and the soul-capturing mirror turned into a round shield to block the front; the rich real power flowed on the armor, condensing into thick Gang Qi, which absorbed most of the explosion damage.

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

Immortal... No, the mirror judged that this Sanshui master was just a remnant soul. The transformed King of Que Beasts had been tempered by Dafang Hushu for a long time, and his strength should be far less than it was in its heyday.

but! Using it to withstand the attack of a half-immortal, isn't it too much to think highly of?

Only then did the mirror realize belatedly: "By the way, are you my master?"

The power of the armor felt too strange to it.

He Lingchuan was too lazy to pay attention to this chatterbox, and only retorted to Nai Luotian: "I don't understand, what's wrong with staying in the big square pot? You won't die, you can only drink a few mouthfuls of sea water!"

With a thought in his mind, his body turned into red light and approached the Nailuotian clone again. In the smoke, three anacondas appeared out of thin air and entangled him first.

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

This is made by immortals from the water essence of three rivers. At its peak, the giant snake is like a hill, and can oppress the enemy with the power of the three rivers.

The most terrifying one is the black snake Xiliu. According to alien legends, this Xiliu River penetrates the realm of fiction and reality and leads to the netherworld. No living beings or souls can float after falling into the water. They will only be forever trapped at the bottom of the river and transformed. Make river rocks. The giant python made of thin Liujiang stone can not only release the dead souls of hatred to devour people's hearts, but can also pass through armor and directly strangle the soul.

Three such thick giant pythons almost buried He Lingchuan.

The resentful spirit released by the thin willow black snake found every opportunity, but the red armor on He Lingchuan's body was so radiant that once the resentful spirit hit, it would be burned to death, leaving no trace of ashes.

The fierce flames on the armor are so terrifying.

Nai Luotian's clone jumped up, and the sword edge pressed down, so fast that it was unreasonable.

The two twisted python bodies suddenly revealed a gap at the back of He Lingchuan's neck, allowing him to attack.

Thin willow stones were also added to this sword when it was forged, allowing it to switch between reality and reality. If Narutian's clone stabbed He Lingchuan in the back of the neck with it, it would only damage his soul but not his skin.

This body still needs to be used, so it cannot be damaged excessively.