Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 254 The Power of Iron Armor
Ling Yun, who had just spit out a big mouthful of blood, didn't care about the injuries on his body. Instead, a lazy donkey rolled on the spot, because Xuan Tianjia's iron fist had already attacked again.

boom--

Xuan Tianjia's iron fist ruthlessly struck the previous stone pillar, turning the relief on the stone pillar into a cloud of dust.

But Ling Yun, who had just avoided the iron fist, couldn't help taking a deep breath when he saw the iron fist's blow.

Ling Yun never imagined that the power of Xuantianjia would be so powerful, and it could attack humans independently.

So after Ling Yun adjusted his breath to check the injuries in his body, he couldn't help but look solemnly at the colorful Xuantian armor not far away, which was standing still.

At this moment, the Seven-Colored Xuantian Armor seemed to be a person, standing on the spot, and the part of his helmet was emitting an orchid light, like a pair of eyes, constantly scanning the surroundings.

"Not good!" Ling Yun yelled, and saw the faint light of the Seven-Colored Xuantian Armor, which had locked onto him firmly, so after yelling, Ling Yun jumped up and directly flashed to the side.

However, Ling Yun, who had just stood firm, felt himself locked in by an invisible powerful momentum.

So Ling Yun turned around slowly, only to see the Seven-Colored Xuantian Armor had appeared behind him at some point.

Seeing this, Ling Yun opened his mouth slightly, and was about to dodge, when the iron fist of the Colorful Xuantian Armor bombarded him again.

Seeing that the iron fist with a gust of wind was getting closer, Ling Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and at this moment, he couldn't help shivering.

However, just as the iron fist was about to hit his chest, Ling Yun suddenly woke up. Ling Yun, who was awake, gently avoided the iron fist's blow without thinking too much.

At the same time, Ling Yun came to the void with a light leap, looked down at the colorful Xuantian Armor on the ground, and filled his fists with true energy from his whole body.

Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest——

Ling Yun yelled loudly, and punched the colorful Xuantian Armor wrapped in iron sheets, followed by his body, like a whirlwind, blasting towards the iron armor.

boom--

With a loud noise, Ling Yun's right fist covered with black dragon scales collided firmly with the iron fist of the colorful Xuantian armor.

But Ling Yun's body flew back upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Ling Yun, who landed on the ground and stood still, only felt a slight numbness in his tiger's mouth. As for his right hand, it was completely unable to move at this moment.

"Damn it, I still don't believe it, I can't break your tortoise shell." Ling Yun cursed angrily, and then disappeared into the palace.

After Ling Yun's body disappeared, the ray of light from the Seven-Colored Xuantian Armor became more vigorous, and illuminated the surrounding environment more transparently.

As for Ling Yun, he is hiding in the surrounding nanometer space at this moment, constantly changing his position. The reason why he wants to do this is to find out the flaws of the Colorful Xuantian Armor.

However, after Ling Yunyou walked around for a few laps, he didn't find any flaws in the Colorful Xuantian Armor, so he took another look.

This time Ling Yun brought his spiritual consciousness and slowly approached the colorful Xuantian armor. When his spiritual consciousness shot at the iron body of Xuantian armor, a burst of fiery energy appeared in front of his eyes.

"It turned out to be a fire attribute energy mysterious armor. It seems that I underestimated you before. You are not a mysterious weapon at all, nor an earth-grade soul weapon, but a sky-grade spiritual weapon."

After saying this, Ling Yun's body flickered, and he came to the back of the colorful Xuantian armor. He didn't make any attack, but simply drew a few patterns on the iron body of the Xuanjia with his hands .

When a few blood-red formation patterns appeared on the iron body of the Xuanjia, Ling Yun urged the movement method of shifting and changing positions, came to the other side of the Xuanjia, and continued to draw the formation patterns.

It didn't take a moment, when Ling Yun succeeded in drawing a trapped formation, all the patterns of the formation were actually connected at this moment.

At this moment, the entire pattern is like a whole, bursting out a blood-red blood light, which firmly traps the colorful Xuantian armor in it, making it impossible to move an inch.

Seeing that the colorful Xuantian armor could not be broken, and the trapped formation in front of him, he kept roaring like a wolf in the trapped formation.

Roar--

Roar--

Looking at the seven-colored Xuantian armor that was struggling non-stop, Ling Yun ignored the injuries on his body, and flew up to the top of the seven-colored Xuantian armor with a vertical leap.

Ling Yun quickly stretched out his palm, and it slapped the Seven-Colored Xuantian Armor, that tight and flawless helmet impressively, and there was an erupting sound, like the sound of a bell.

Weng——

Weng Ming's voice reverberated throughout the hall, causing Ling Yun's eardrums to tingle slightly.

But the Colorful Xuantian Armor collapsed like a puddle of mud at this moment, and was disintegrated into six large pieces.

Standing firm, Ling Yun glanced at the disintegrated Colorful Xuantian Armor, and then with a big wave of his hand, put them all into the Qiankun bag.

After doing all this, Ling Yun was not in a hurry to leave the palace, but recovered from his injuries on the spot.

After some recuperation by Ling Yun, three days later Ling Yun not only healed the injuries in his body, but also restored his zhenqi to its peak state.

Ling Yun, who was full of energy, slowly opened his eyes, moved his limbs a little lazily, then stepped out of the palace and returned to the tunnel again.

However, Ling Yun, who returned to the tunnel for the second time, did not find the figure of the demon lotus saint. The demon lotus saint who had been abolished had already left the sacred mountain at this moment!
So Ling Yun didn't think too much, and quickly left here. When his figure appeared on the sacred mountain for the first time, he was immediately wrapped up by a force of five shapes.

"Congratulations Your Excellency, you have obtained the Holy Artifact Colorful Xuantian Armor, and I will escort Your Excellency to the ancient ruins on the seventh floor of the Soul Tower."

"What, holy artifact? Isn't it a heavenly artifact?" Hearing the long-lost familiar voice, Ling Yun couldn't help muttering in shock.

However, no one answered his words, and he was not allowed to think, because he had already been pulled out of the demon world by this mysterious force.

When Ling Yun opened his eyes for the first time, what appeared in front of him was a piece of gray, and on the surrounding ground, there were countless weapons inserted and lying.

And beside these weapons, there are countless dead bones that glow with white light.

Ling Yun ignored these remnants and bones, and slowly stepped forward, walking forward.

But after walking for several hours, the scene in front of him was still the same as before. In this ancient ruins, it seemed that there was no other scene except for the dead soldiers and bones.

Seeing this, Ling Yun unbelievingly opened up his consciousness, extended his consciousness to a hundred miles away, and surveyed the surrounding situation, but the situation was not optimistic, almost exactly the same as before, without any change.

Ling Yun couldn't help withdrawing his consciousness, looked up at the sky and remained silent for a moment, after an unknown amount of time, a white light flashed across Ling Yun's eyes.

I saw Ling Yun's body disappearing here as soon as he moved, and when his body appeared again, he had already arrived in front of a huge pile of corpses.

(End of this chapter)