"Jiang Yi, what are you doing?"

Yuwen Xiong, Han Ao and the others arrived here.

"This is the armor I've been looking for, and I've got it all together."

"Don't touch me no matter what happens to me later."

After Jiang Yi briefly explained, he resolutely put on his armor.

"The armor from the ancient underground city lets me see your power."

This time, Jiang Yi didn't need to actively merge. As soon as the armor touched the skin, it induced the armor on its limbs and quickly melted the pure gold and iron.

"ah!"

Jiang Yi suddenly raised his head, his whole body tensed, and let out a shrill scream.

The pure gold and iron are hot, spreading and flowing on the front, chest, back, and head, melting the skin, flesh and bones.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost was actually stripped out and fell under his feet.

The indescribable pain is far more than the previous limbs.

Jiang Yi's whole body was stiff, screaming shrillly, and almost fainted.

This is just the beginning.

As the pure gold and iron spread across the chest cavity and head, the armor that had previously melted into the limbs actually melted again, blending with the new armor, as if it was about to be completely integrated into one.

Jiang Yi's whole body, from head to toe, from inside to outside, seemed to be submerged in hot molten iron, the flesh turned into liquid, and the bones were filled with molten iron.

“Is this a fusion?”

"This is very dissolving!"

"What armor is so cruel?"

Han Ao lifted the cold air, and it felt painful when he looked at it, and his hair was standing up all over his body.

"Can this kid be so cruel to himself?"

Yuwen Xiong frowned and couldn't stand it anymore.

"ah!"

Jiang Yi rolled all over the ground, wailing in pain, gritting his teeth to remind himself not to fall into a coma.

The pure gold and iron spread throughout the body, integrating into a complete one without any gaps.

And then… “Boom!”

The surging purple air burst violently, sweeping into the sky, storming the sky and striking the mountains.

The ground roared, the trees fell down, and the sky was filled with dust.

The surging purple air was endless, shaking the sky and the earth, forcibly retreating Yuwen Xiong and Han Ao for hundreds of meters.

The surrounding courtyards were shattered, and Xiyan, Ye Anran and others were washed away far away during retreat.

The Holy Land of Dayan was alarmed, and countless eyes looked at it.

Some people were angry. Are these people from Wuhui Holy Land here to make trouble? They are not idle for a moment.

Jiang Yi's body was pulled by some kind of traction and rose up uncontrollably.

The surging purple air was extremely fierce, constantly breaking out of the body.

A terrifying aura that dominates the world shook the mountains, as if the peerless magic weapon had awakened, and like the return of an ancient war soul.

The sky gathers violently, covering the starry sky.

The strong wind whistled between the sky and the earth, with a huge momentum, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

The wind rises and the clouds roll, and the sky and the earth are dim.

In the depths of the endless purple aura, a blurred figure gradually became clear, reaching a thousand feet high, with endless power, and blazing eyes, as if it was fostering endless thunder.

The power of dominance is everywhere.

The energy of destruction is vast.

He was like a fallen war god, coming back to the earth from the underworld hell.

The surging purple air is his millions of soldiers.

"What is that?"

Countless powerful men in the Holy Land of Dayan soared into the air, staring at the terrifying figure that suddenly appeared.

Even the Saint Lord of Dayan, the Saint Lord of Wuhui and others were shocked. This aura actually made them feel pressured.

The purple air surging, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

He seemed to have been sleeping for too long and his consciousness was not awake yet, but when the broken sword soared into the sky and appeared in front of him, a strong light flashed in his eyes, as if billions of thunder riots were shaking the world.

The figure suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed the remaining knife.

Boom! The sky collapses and the clouds disperse.

The ground was torn and cracks spread.

A desolate cry sounded between the chaotic world.

It was as if the god of war roared in the sky in anger, and it was like a general roaring in the army.

The figure is majestic, and the remaining knife he holds makes a deafening roar, as if the galaxy is vast and the vast earth is rising and falling.

Jiang Yi surging in the depths of the purple air, and his flesh and bones were fully integrated with the hot molten iron.

But at this moment, he forgot about pain and himself, as if he was in a coma, and a real and terrifying figure appeared in the ocean of consciousness.

Like a god, or like a troll.

The momentum was so terrifying that it stirred up violently in the ocean of consciousness, and even the marks of the beast fist seemed to be about to be broken.

A majestic and desolate voice echoed in Jiang Yi's ocean of consciousness: "Dan Emperor... you are here..." "Ah..." Dan Emperor's soul thought was silent for a long time, but he was greeted by a sigh.

It seems that I don't want to show up, but I have to show up.

"You only have soul thoughts left?"

"Why!"

“Have we all failed?”

The sound is huge, like a torrent like an ancient bell, shocking the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Dan Emperor! Answer me!"

The Dan Emperor hesitated and whispered: "We are defeated!"

The figures blurred in an instant, and then suddenly gathered, the sound rumbled, shaking the ocean of consciousness: "Why! This is impossible! Our twelve gods of war guard the front line! We can stop everything!"

"Ah... back then..." "You were ordered to stay at the front line."

"He is here...waving his hand and sword...you...all dead..." "Your knife is broken there."

"Your body and soul are dead there."

"Your reincarnation is gone."

The Dan Emperor whispered, telling the secret that he had never mentioned to Jiang Yi before.

"Die... all dead..." "I... died there..." The desolate voice became much deeper: "My knife... is broken..." "The sky is dead."

"The gods have been buried for 30,000 years."

After the Dan Emperor finished speaking, he fell silent in his mind, unwilling to mention the events of that year.

The figure is in a trance and the power is silent.

After a long time... and a long time... the figure murmured: "The blue sky is dead... the gods are buried... the people now... who is in control..." Boom... The surging purple air suddenly gathered, like the ebbing tide of the ocean, like the collapse of the earth, the fierce momentum was extremely terrifying, and it gathered in Jiang Yi's body overwhelmingly.

Jiang Yi fell from a high altitude and hit the ground hard.

The pure gold and iron flow in the broken body, but it is no longer a destruction, but a fusion, and continuously releases mysterious power.

Stimulating the flesh and blood.

Inspire the potential of the body and sublimate the quality of the body.

"What power is that?"

Su Nian stood on Xiao Jinpeng and looked at the wave of purple air that was fading in the distance.

"A mysterious and ancient force should not appear in the emperor's body."

Yan Bo shook his head slowly and did not investigate it personally, so it was difficult to determine the specific situation.

"What is that soul shadow?"

Su Nian was worried that Jiang Yi's soul would be invaded. If it was swallowed and controlled, the preparations for a thousand years would be equivalent to making wedding dresses for others.

"I didn't feel threat from that soul shadow. If the queen is worried, I will go to investigate it myself."
To be continued...