Xiong Huan knelt behind Ling Xiao and bowed deeply towards the magic armor.
At this time, his eyes were filled with tears, and even the aura around him was inexplicably desolate.
"Do you recognize this magic armor?"
Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but he was a little curious in his heart.
What kind of existence is the demon?
Why is his name so taboo in the nine heavens and so terrifying to all souls?
However, all the strong men who have followed him have shown their determination and will not regret it even if they die.
Even demon generals like Xiong Huan and Liang Yi who originally stood at the top of the sky are actually willing to give up their cultivation, embark on reincarnation, and fall into the mortal world, just to... wait for the return of the Lord.
Liang Yi, burning reincarnation, appears briefly once and for all, waiting for thousands of years like one day, in life and death.
Xiong Huan, even if his vitality is gone, still takes obsession as his soul and waits until Ling Xiao appears.
With their strength, it would not be too difficult to hide in the Nine Heavens and live a leisurely life.
However, the two of them still chose the most difficult and painful way to spend this long life.
Is the demon dead?
He should be dead, otherwise Ling Xiao would not exist.
But no one can guarantee that one day he will really be reborn.
Even if Liang Yi saw something in his burning reincarnation, was it true that no one else could see what he could see?
The way of heaven is impermanent.
This is what Ling Xiao has always been worried about.
Above the heaven, is there anyone who overlooks the common people and uses all spirits as chess pieces, or in other words... playthings?
"Is this battle armor a thing of the devil?"
Ling Xiao sighed softly, with some inexplicable vicissitudes in his eyes.
"Unforgiven Demon Armor, the Lord's battle armor."
Xiong Huan stood up, his eyes a little scarlet.
Although, the aura on Ling Xiao's body now is no different from that of a demon.
However, it was always difficult for Xiong Huan to completely overlap him with the figure in his heart.
"No forgiveness?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, he did not expect that the name of this magic armor would be so domineering.
"Yes, this battle armor can transform into thousands of shapes in normal times, but when it really displays this fighting posture, anyone who sees it... will be killed without mercy, including immortals and Buddhas."
Xiong Huan looked fascinated, and his eyes suddenly surged with countless fighting intentions.
"Actually, I have only seen the final form of Wu Forgiveness twice."
"Anyone who sees it...will be killed without mercy?"
Ling Xiao nodded and chuckled. It was indeed a treasure left by the Heavenly Demon. It was so domineering that it was worthy of being the number one demon in ancient times.
"Then this ancient magic blade, does it have a name?"
Ling Xiao clenched his palm, and the demon blade appeared in his hand, and the demonic intent on it flowed out uncontrollably, surging into the sky.
And on the Unforgiven Demonic Armor, there are also demonic radiances that complement each other, just like close friends meeting again after a long separation.
"This magic blade is called... reincarnation."
"Reincarnation?"
"With one sword, the eternity will be empty, the way of heaven will not exist, and all the worlds will reincarnate."
There was clearly a hint of awe in Xiong Huan's eyes, and that kind of pious fear even touched Ling Xiao.
This is the dominance of the devil, stepping on the top of the sky and overlooking the common people.
People in the world praise my true name, and they are fearful and yet pious.
"What are the grades of these two spiritual treasures?"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, with anticipation in his eyes.
I wonder how terrifying and domineering these two divine objects will be after their seals are truly broken.
"Rank? I don't know. I only know that these two magical weapons are the treasures of the Lord. They were nurtured from Hongmeng and born at the beginning of heaven and earth."
"I see, Xiong Huan, help me protect the law."
In the end, Ling Xiao said nothing more and walked towards Wusheng Demon Armor.
Nowadays, there is no strong person in this Heavenly Crocodile Ancestral Land, and with the seal of the Nine Dragon Prison Formation, no one can easily break into it.
The reason why he asked Xiao Pou and others to kill all the remaining crocodiles was just as a precaution.
After all, the evil spirit in the forbidden area of the ancient palace just now was too terrifying, and there was no guarantee that it would not be recognized by others.
Only by killing them all will you be safe.
As for the Ancestral Crocodile Spirit, even if he has a method left in the magic armor, it is probably just a mark of the divine soul.
With the existence of the ancestral talisman, any soul that enters the Lingxiao Soul Sea will only end up with one fate.
"Yes! Lord!"
Xiong Huan bowed down and stood next to Ling Xiao, like an ancient demon statue, without even a trace of breath coming out.
Ling Xiao walked up to the Unforgiven Demon Armor, gently stretched out his hand, and touched the ancient armor that had accompanied the Demon in his conquests for endless years.
At this moment, he could feel that with the touch of his palm, the demonic energy in his body flowed out unconsciously and eroded away into the demonic armor.
And on the originally rusty armor, a faint dark light began to bloom.
The rust fell off, revealing one of the ancient black armors carved with thousands of magic patterns.
On it, a series of residual marks were visible, and in the middle of the demonic armor, there was a ferocious crack that penetrated it and penetrated it.
It is obvious that this Unforgivable Demonic Armor has been destroyed.
Come to think of it, when the demon fought alone against the four ancient gods and hundreds of millions of immortals, they were already wiped out.
How can this armor be as intact as ever?
"Buzz!!"
Gradually, the dark light on the demon armor grew stronger, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, the demon's true form appeared out of thin air, and the endless demonic intention evolved into a whirlpool, covering him and the demon armor.
Pictures came into view, and an ancient figure was seen standing in the blue sky. Under him, there were powerful immortals wearing golden armor.
The golden light is as bright as the divine sun.
Only that wisp of black, like nine days of obsession, is gradually annihilated by the golden sun, but it remains eternal.
All the heavens are covered with golden armor, and a wisp of magic light breaks through the sky.
Time passed slowly, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this half-month period, countless undercurrents set off in the endless sea.
There is an ice demon who has brought trouble to the world and killed countless powerful men in the sea.
Anyone killed by it will be transformed into an ice sculpture, and their body and soul will be lost.
There is also a young demon walking in the sea, threatening to kill all the evil spirits and avenge the human race.
The entire sea area is shrouded in a shadow, but in the southern part of the country, people are also panic-stricken.
Countless tribes were massacred, and the long-lost Gantian Demon Sect seems to have reappeared.
The sky and the earth were dark, and there was a faint cloud of blood covering the void.
But what is strange is that amid this storm, the Sea Emperor Palace has become surprisingly quiet.
Even the Sea Emperor Zi Yan may not have appeared in this world for a long time.
Until one day, in the Sea Palace, golden clouds suddenly rose into the sky, shining for eternity.
A ray of divine power swept across the sky and cleared the sea. Zi Yan just walked out of the depths of the hall, her eyes calmly looked at Xi'er's retreat, and there was a touching charm on the corner of her mouth.
After three hundred years, we have finally waited for this day.
Next, it’s time for the real…battle between heaven and earth.
The common leader of all races, Zhou Yandao, are you...worthy?
It doesn't matter if you take away some things. After all, you are just a sky thief and you have to bear the revenge of this world.
Zi Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her figure disappeared instantly.
At this time, in his jade hand, a golden talisman was shining with a dazzling spiritual light.
"Purple Emperor, there is movement in the ancestral land of Sky Crocodile!"