EBE Chapter 108 Black Spirit Soft Armor
Chapter 108 Black Spirit Soft Armor
The white jade ring was recalled and bombarded on the [Red Flame Furnace], and with the help of its own pink spiritual power, it was shaken away.
The feminine middle-aged man was covered in red flames, which burned fiercely around him and continuously attacked his spiritual power.
But he didn't care and just looked at Xuan Kun excitedly, like a demon in the fire.
A pair of white jade rings constantly circled around its body, flashing white light, and it seemed as if it was ready to attack at any time.
After hearing what he said just now and seeing this scene, Xuan Kun couldn't help but sneer, "Another lunatic, it seems that you have already made up your mind to die, and you really want to fight with me before you die."
The figure in the fire laughed heartily, laughing crazily, "Hehehe, I can never reach the realm of the Nascent Soul."
“But before I died, I suddenly wanted to compete with you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you just happened to be in the middle stage of the Jindan stage.
"I want to know how big the gap between us is."
As he spoke, he raised his hands, which were covered in red flames, with a look of intoxication and excitement on his face. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and blood also kept flowing out of the soft armor magic weapon on his upper body.
However, as soon as it appears, it will be burned to ashes by the red flames.
Seeing this, Xuan Kun couldn't help but think, "Damn, that cauldron of mine must have given him an adrenaline rush, like he was on stimulants."
"Or maybe it was the testosterone that hit him, so he no longer spoke in a sissy tone and became a lot more masculine."
But he said loudly, "In that case, just let it go and let you see the gap between you and a Nascent Soul cultivator."
As he spoke, he took off the mask on his face, revealing Xuan Kun's true face.
After he stopped talking, he opened and closed his hands, continuously making hand gestures, and the magic weapons around him made continuous buzzing sounds.
One by one, the magic weapons left the body and transformed into various forms to attack the person opposite.
Seeing this scene, the feminine middle-aged man was not surprised but happy, and shouted, "It is you, senior, thank you for your advice."
As he spoke, the spiritual power in his body began to surge, and he began to squander his already limited spiritual power. He was determined to die and would not leave any chance for himself to survive.
With a "hum" sound, the two white jade rings merged into one, turning into a huge ring. A huge white snake appeared, carrying the white jade ring, and faced Xuan Kun's various magic weapons.
The feminine middle-aged man laughed and said, "The soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator is really powerful. He can actually control so many magic weapons. Senior is really powerful."
When he saw Xuan Kun wearing all sorts of colorful things before, he thought it was a set of beads or some kind of magic weapon, but he didn't expect that each of these pieces was actually a separate magic weapon.
Yuanying cultivators were indeed terrifying. He knew that this person was definitely dead at that time. He didn't know how he managed to capture the consciousness of the three Yuanying cultivators and escape to start cultivating again.
But this is not something I can control. Now I just need to enjoy the battle.
A flying sword flashing with golden lightning shot towards him, and a golden thunder beast appeared on the flying sword, moving at an extremely fast speed.
A black and white pen kept dancing in the air, and figures in black and white overalls kept rushing towards the image of the white snake, draining away its spiritual power.
The [Green Spirit Orb] flashed in the sky, and green beams of light continued to fall, locking onto the image of the white snake and the middle-aged man.
Finally, a huge red fire lion appeared, and in the center of it was a [Red Flame Furnace].
The red lion charged at the white snake, instantly dissipating the image of it being hit. The aura of the white jade ring disappeared, becoming dim.
The little beast in the image of golden lightning made a "search" sound and tried to pass through the head of the feminine middle-aged man, but the black soft armor on his body flashed with light.
A black light shield was formed, which helped it avoid the fatal blow.
However, the spiritual power of the golden elixir in his dantian had been exhausted, and his body fell powerlessly to the ground.
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the black-clothed figure in the air, thinking, "Nascent Soul cultivators are indeed very powerful. They are not something that a mere Jindan cultivator like me can challenge."
Suddenly, a thought emerged from his heart, "A Nascent Soul expert who has no ties to any sect or family, I wonder if the Hehuan Sect can withstand it."
"But...it has nothing to do with me anymore."
With a "bang", his body fell from a high altitude and hit the ground. His body broke into several pieces and he died completely.
The red flames continued to burn until nothing was left of the corpse, leaving no trace, and then the red flames dissipated.
High in the sky, one magic weapon after another was recalled by Xuan Kun with a "whoosh whoosh". Even the two white jade rings of the feminine middle-aged man flew back into his storage bag.
Looking at the person below him who was broken into pieces, he was burned to ashes without a trace of dust.
Xuan Kun looked at it expressionlessly, and with just a wave of his hand, the pitch-black soft armor flew from the ground into the air. There was still red flames remaining on the soft armor, constantly burning it.
There was no trace of the feminine middle-aged man left on it, all burned away by the red flames.
Xuan Kun made a hand gesture, and a small [Red Flame Furnace] appeared in the storage bag, and took back the remaining flames on the soft armor.
After touching every bit of the black soft armor, Xuan Kun couldn't help but sigh!
He sighed, "Time is really strange. After so many years, you are back in my hands again. You are still the same as before, without any change! [Black Spirit Soft Armor]".
Looking at this pitch-black soft armor, Xuan Kun thought of himself when he had just formed a pill and became a new elder of the Five Elements Sect. At that time, he was full of vigor and vitality.
In the family, apart from the ancestor who was about to die, he was the second strongest person in the family. Xuan Kun still remembered that the ancestor was looking at him at that time.
He said earnestly, "Xuan Kun, as the new Jindan master in the family, you will be the family's support for the next few hundred years. I am old and time is running out. Fortunately, I have waited for your appearance, otherwise, I would be ashamed of all the ancestors of the Xuan family."
As he spoke, the old ancestor took off a piece of black soft armor from his body and handed it to Xuan Kun.
He instructed, "Your life is no longer your own, but also the family's. This defensive magic weapon passed down from our Xuan family's ancestors is called [Black Spirit Soft Armor]."
"It is a defensive magic weapon in the late Jindan stage. It can help you defend against some attacks that you cannot resist in time. At the same time, it can also mobilize your spiritual power to protect your body independently."
Xuan Kun still remembered that at that time, he looked at this precious black soft armor with shining eyes and did not pay any attention to the instructions of the ancestor.
It was not until the ancestor passed away and all kinds of family affairs were notified to him and he was required to make the decisions himself that Xuan Kun realized that managing a family required balance and that there were powerful enemies outside the family. Only then did he realize how difficult it was to be the head of a clan.
It was not until Xuan Kun entered the Nascent Soul stage that he no longer particularly needed this [Black Spirit Soft Armor] of the late Jindan stage. It was also passed on to the next Jindan cultivator of the family with the same earnest words as the ancestor.
Xuan Kun still remembered that the man was just like him, looking at the soft armor with a look of longing.
But he didn't get warm for long before the Hehuan Sect came to his door...