Chapter 546 Magic Armor Warrior

Under the sky, above the grassland.

The three-story car that was ten feet tall suddenly drove out of the battle formation, like a giant bull king patrolling his territory.

It was high and fearless, heading towards the direction of Xu Yang and others with a crushing attitude, getting closer and closer.

On top of the carriage, a magic armor general wearing a horn-shaped battle helmet holds his hands on his shoulders. The purple cloak behind him is flying like a wave. The devil's aura is rolling on the surface of the purple magic armor, forming palm-sized palms around his body. purple cyclone.

A large purple cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the head of the magic armor general.

These purple clouds were rolling around in panic under the power of their powerful demon spirits. In the gaps in the purple clouds, some purple arcs that wanted to escape but could not escape crowded each other and roared, as if they were about to tear the sky apart.

Shocking!

What a bully!

Magical power!

"Kick, cluck... cluck..." The three-dead skeleton lying on Guigu Zan's shoulder moved his upper and lower jaws in a panic, as if he was speechless, and stretched out a bone finger in the distance. Pointing to the opposite side, a blue ghost aura emerged from its empty eye sockets.

Only Guigu Zan knew that it was a manifestation of the fear of the three-death skeleton man.

The black-scaled dragon Minglin, who had been lying on Xu Yang's shoulder to bask in the sun, muttered: "What the hell kind of weather is this? Is it going to rain? Master Xu Yang, why don't we find a place to take shelter from the rain?"

Xu Yang said: "Ming Lin, are you here to make a joke?"

"Hehe. Master Xu Yang, I'm just making a little joke to lighten the atmosphere. It's cool and refreshing to fight on a rainy day. If this demon dragon were in peak condition, he would tear this guy apart in minutes." After that, Ming Ming The scales are facing toward the opposite side in the shape of fangs, green veins are exposed on both sides of the forehead, and wisps of dark aura as black as ink are emanating from the body surface.

A good man does not mention his former courage. If he talks about his former courage, it is mostly used to embolden himself.

"The aura of the demonic spirit is so powerful that it actually makes Ming Lin, who has always been promiscuous, feel wary. It seems that the level of cultivation displayed by this demon-armored general is not much different from the Venerable Youfeng whom he met in Youfeng Mountain a long time ago. , is it a level of cultivation in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm? But it seems that the fluctuations of his demonic spirit are a little unstable, and there should be some problems with his physical condition. In this case, if many of us work together to fight against one of them, there may be something wrong. 30% sure of winning." Xu Yang calculated in his mind while using the Flame Spirit Eyes to observe the magic armored general appearing on the opposite side.

The more carefully he looked, the more surprised Xu Yang became. He immediately reminded loudly behind him: "This magic armor general is different from other magic armor soldiers. It is not an illusion, but a real body."

"I don't feel right either. Are we in the wrong place? This should be the eye space of the Five Buddhas Vajra Array. How could the demon general from thousands of years ago appear?" Huomoutuo rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief. .

"Senior Brother Huamei, you opened the passage here personally, and there is no mistake. There must be a reason for the demon generals to appear in this space. Don't forget, this is in the Green Fire Demon Realm. Next, we have to figure out a way to deal with him." Golden Boy said calmly.

"Junior Brother Golden Boy, what you said makes sense." After Huomoutuo finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the "Qingyan Monk" on the other side. After all, Qingyan Monk is the most powerful among their three Vajra Sons, the only one among them who has reached the level of Daoming Realm, and he is also their backbone.

Although Daoming Realm is only one level higher than Yuanhun Realm, its strength is completely different from Yunni. Especially the powerful soul power is unmatched by Yuanhun realm monks.

But Huomoutuo didn't know that the "Qingyan Monk" in front of him had long lost his active consciousness, and was controlled by the thousand-faced ghost "Zhang San".

"Qingyan Monk" looked at the magic armor general on the car opposite, narrowed his eyes, and thought to himself, the magic general in front of him must be at the level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, if the master of the film hadn't told me to take good care of Xu Yang , nothing can go wrong before leading him to the designated place. I will not risk a head-on battle with this demon general. After all, my best skill is assassination. Forget it, the matter has come to this, even if we lose the physical body of "Qingyan Monk", we still have to give it a try. If it really doesn't work, I'm sure that I'll be able to survive it all. At worst, I'll call my dearest senior brother out for help. Xu Yang, if you force me to go all out to help you this time, you will be lucky. All this is nothing compared to the horror of the Shadow Master.

Thinking of this, "Qingyan Monk" said: "There is only one reason to explain. This magic armor man should have been trapped in this space during the battle with the Golden Buddha Temple a thousand years ago. I don't know what secrets are hidden in this space. The magic armored man has been here for thousands of years and has not died. This is indeed a surprise for us. The current situation is that we cannot find the exit from this space. , we have no retreat.”

"Senior Brother Qingyan is right, and that is probably the truth. Moreover, the cultivation level of this magic armored general is likely to be a powerful being in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm." Golden Boy nodded.

The Huomoutuo beside Golden Boy subconsciously stood behind Qingyan Monk, and while touching his bald head with his left hand, he muttered in his heart: "Oh, I'm going to fight this magic armored general soon, so I'd better be careful. Even Senior Brother Qingyan, the most powerful among us, is still in the Daoming realm. The terrifying demon clan caused a tragic war thousands of years ago, and its ghost is still there a thousand years later."

"A magic armor general, a heavenly calamity realm? Defeating him together with everyone is my current goal." Guigu Zan, who likes to set various goals for himself and go all out, said in his heart.

The three-life skeleton lying on Guigu Zan's shoulder seemed to understand its master's intention, raised a fist and waved it hard at the opposite side.

Xu Yang said loudly: "Senior Qingyan Monk is right, we all have no way out, why not give it a try."

Next, Xu Yang turned his head and whispered: "Miss Yin, Ah Zhu, the next fight will be very dangerous. You two just need to assist from the side, don't confront this magic armor general head-on."

Ah Zhu and Yin Mengting, the two girls on the side, nodded in unison when they heard this. They showed determination on their faces, standing shoulder to shoulder behind Xu Yang, without any intention of retreating.

Behind every successful man stands a woman, sometimes two, like Xu Yang.

......

On the top floor of the three-story car opposite, the place where the magic armor general stood originally became empty at some point.

"Here it comes!" Xu Yang whispered, and the fire wings behind him spread out, leaving only a flying red fire breath on the spot, and he had already rushed out first.

"Master Xu Yang, let's fight if you want!" As Ming Lin finished speaking, Ming Lin's shadow disappeared on Xu Yang's shoulder.

Xu Yang was galloping, and there was a crisp sound on his body, and a black and shiny armor appeared from head to toe.

Black scale helmet, black scale shoulder armor, black scale wrist guard, black scale chest armor, black scale leg armor, black scale combat boots, just like the scale dragon war god from ancient times. Ming Lin's soul power has turned into a set of dark scale armor worn on Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang suddenly felt that his whole body was filled with inexhaustible power, which was the demon power from ancient times, belonging to the power of the powerful demon dragon lineage.

"Buzz!" The earth trembled.

A purple magic vortex suddenly appeared on the open ground several dozen feet away. The magic vortex retreated and a magic armor warrior wearing a bull horn helmet appeared.

Swish——

A flash of fire passed by, and a figure in the fire rushed towards the magic armor warrior who was not standing firmly. It was none other than Xu Yang who took the lead.

Without any words, Xu Yang punched directly. Looking closely, six black and shiny scales grew out of thin air on the surface of Xu Yang's fist, like a dragon fist.

Above the fist wind, the dark and thick netherworld energy condensed into the shape of a demon dragon.

Punch out!

Dragon roar!

Breaking the air!

The eyes of the magic armor warrior were bright and bright, and he actually noticed Xu Yang's attack at the first time. He took a step forward without panic, and his cloak flew behind him. He also punched towards Xu Yang's dragon-shaped fist.

A purple cyclone suddenly appeared on the huge fist. The purple cyclone twisted and took on the shape of a bull head with two horns.

Punch out!

Bull mooing!

Earth shaking!

There was a dull "bang", like two big iron hammers hitting each other hard, and the burst of energy created a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye.

After the punch, the body of the magic armor warrior did not move, but his footprints on the ground sank half an inch.

The tyrannical brute force passed through the surface of Xu Yang's fist, forearm, back arm, and one to the top of his right shoulder.

"What a strong force."

Xu Yang seemed to have been prepared. The pair of black fire wings behind him rolled back, and the whole person flew back with the rebound force, removing most of the opponent's power at once.

Even so, Xu Yang still felt a numbness in his shoulder.

Xu Yang, who was still in the air, rolled up his fire wings again, and his body drew an arc in the air, and rushed over again at a faster speed.

This time, both fists were punched together.

"Hellfire Fist - Raging Dragon Fist!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In just a moment, hundreds of fist shadows were chiseled out, each of which had the shape of a black dragon, like a hundred dragons roaring, and the void was torn into dark cracks by the fist force.

"Where did the hairy boy come from? Could it be the helpers invited from the South Region by the group of bald men in the Golden Buddha Temple? You dare to challenge this general, you are overestimating yourself." At this moment, the magic armor general had already seen the opponent in front of him clearly. He saw Xu Yang wearing black scale armor and exuding a strange aura, and mistakenly thought he was a person from the South Region.

The cultivators in the South Region are different from those in the North Region. They do not exist in the form of a cultivation sect, but in the form of a tribe. The tribes in the South Region all have their own worship totems, most of which are ancient wild beasts and spiritual trees of heaven and earth. The Golden Wing Tribe, the Silver Wolf Tribe, the Magnolia Tribe... There are also a few tribes that worship dragon-shaped totems, such as the Canglong Tribe.

The same thing is that the tribes in the South Territory worship the gods of nature as the highest, and firmly believe that humans and various animals and plants complement each other. They use the various resources provided by nature to survive, but do not over-demand and destroy the living space, so that they can become one of the many creatures in nature and integrate into it.

However, the competition between the tribes in the South Territory is more direct and bloody. Violence is considered to be the fairest means of survival given by God, and they are more accustomed to using violence to solve problems.

For this, the North Territory and the South Territory have always been uncomfortable. The North Territory often defines the tribes in the South Territory as uncivilized monsters. And the South Territory also regards the various sects in the North Territory as destroyers and blasphemers of nature, and has always been incompatible.

As the magic armor general spoke, he also waved his fists.

The fist wind conjured the shape of wild bulls, countless, like a group of charging wild bulls, enough to flatten the grassland.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In just a blink of an eye, I don't know how many punches Xu Yang and the magic armor general exchanged.