After the devil was killed, all the armored puppets had been destroyed. However, for thousands of years, although not many, the existence of this armor has been found more or less in the world.

The armor in Shen Jian Mountain is rumored to be the cultivation level of the Creation Realm, and it is the highest armor puppet discovered since the devil's death. If he can take it for himself and figure out the means to control the armor, it will be equivalent to cultivating an absolutely loyal thug of the Creation Realm for his family.

Bai Ma Yuan Rang looked up at the towering cliff top and murmured to himself, "If we can refine this red armor, my Bai Ma family's strength will definitely surpass Huandu in one fell swoop. Then we will have much confidence to go to Huandu's family to propose marriage."

The white horse Miaocai, who was standing beside him, sneered. He wanted to speak a few sarcastic words, but before he could speak, a series of roars came from the top of the cliff, followed by countless sword lights, which was horrifying! "Fighting up!"

Baima Miaocai was shocked.

The monks behind him were also shocked. The sword intent splashed from the bottom of the cliff was extraordinary and had amazing momentum. It was obviously not something that monks in the Divine Realm could possess. It seemed that the dangers in this sword tomb were no smaller than those from the previous ones in the Xinhu Lake.

"No help?"

Hearing this question, Baima Yuan Rang chuckled, "It's just a red armor in the first realm of creation, but it's probably not that easy to capture it. Let them get it well for a while. Wait until the group of guests in Huandu can do all the tricks, will we go and reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

"As far as you go, you are not afraid of your beauty being hurt, what am I afraid of?"

Baima Miaocai spread his hands and spoke indifferently.

At the same time, in the cliff-top sword tomb, as Wei Yuan expected, this red armor was not as good as the first level of creation. It had clearly entered the middle level, and even entered the upper level with half a foot. Its strength was extremely powerful and should not be underestimated. Huandu and his team of seven cultivators in the realm of creation failed to gain any advantage.

In the sword tomb, seven monks in the Creation Realm held iron chains and each of them separated. They used the iron chains in their hands to create a large net. However, the red-armored man was extremely fast. Every time he swung his sword, he could just make a hole in this big net, and shuttled through like a fish that escaped the net.

Another point is that the Red Armor realm is extremely powerful, and the seven people dare not fight against him head-on, so there was no progress after a fight.

Huandu Ruoshui was secretly anxious. She naturally knew that if she could not fight quickly and was consumed by the red-armored puppet, even if she could really capture the red-armored man, it would probably be difficult to deal with the White Horse clan that was catching up with her later. Don’t think that Bai Ma Yuan will show mercy when she becomes in love with her. This is a big family matter. She doesn’t think that Bai Ma Yuan Ran who is smart-minded will miss this great opportunity to hit the Huandu family because of her long love! All the monks in the realm of the God retreated outside the sword tomb, looking at the battle in the field with a look of amazement. They were all monks of fortune and fighting with their lives. Such shocking confrontations were not always so good.

Tuoba Jun stood behind Wei Yuan, and she whispered, "Whether we... want to go up and help, that red armor seems to be difficult to deal with."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded with a smile, "No, it's very difficult to deal with. Is it easy to deal with half of his foot entering the upper realm of creation? If you want to die, no one will stop you, I don't have that plan."

Hearing this, Tuoba Jun immediately stopped the sound, obediently, step into the upper realm with half his foot. What kind of existence is that? I am afraid that his strength will be chasing the heads of the three major clans of the Guodu capital.

Such an existence, let alone Tuoba Jun, is just a mere state of Zhaoshen, even dozens of cultivators in Zhaoshen realm may not be able to control the outcome. In front of the red armor, the cultivation level of Zhaoshen realm is actually not much different from that of ant. They are all existences that can be killed with one sword.

Wei Yuan quietly looked at the murderous scene in the sword tomb. The seven monks in the Creation Realm actually had no choice but to use the red armor. The armor was freely traveling between the iron chains of the human figures, and even if they occasionally swung their swords, they could force several people to retreat.

And most importantly, the armor was not tired at all. The ghost aura seemed to be endless, and the wind was gushing out in a random way. Looking at the seven fortune-telling monks, they were just physical bodies after all. When the ghost aura was exhausted, it was difficult for them to avoid and round up for an incense stick of time.

If you accidentally dodge, even if you won't be killed by a sword, it will cost a lot of ghost energy to resist the sword edge in the hands of the Red Armored Man. One continues to flow and the other is gradually declining. If you drag it like this, let alone capture the Red Armored Man, Huan Duruoshui and his group will not die in the sword tomb, which will be considered as a ancestral tomb smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb.

Huan Du Ruoshui had obviously noticed this, but they still had no choice but to use the Red Armored Man, and no matter how anxious they were, it would be useless.

During the roundup, Huandu Ruoshui turned his head to look at Wei Yuan many times. The mercy in his eyes was particularly obvious. It was obvious that she wanted Wei Yuan to help. In her opinion, if Wei Yuan was willing to take action, he would kill the sword dragon with his sword pointing, it would be easy to deal with this red-armored man.

It’s a pity that Wei Yuan ignored her eyes and cherished his life. Only then could he kill the giant dragon without bloodshed. This is because the giant dragon was formed by the sword spirit gathering an ancient sword. The sword spirit itself was extremely fragile, so he could kill it with the sword intent without trace.

But the red armor in front of him was different. The person in the armor had already died and had no life, let alone the soul. The Wuhen sword intent had no effect on such puppets. Although Wei Yuan's own strength could also compete with the monks in the first realm of creation, even if he joined the battle, it still did not pose much threat to the red armor.

Not only did Wei Yuan not get any benefits when he took action, he was also very likely to die under the red-armored sword blade. He weighed the pros and cons, but he had no intention of taking action.

Wei Yuan stood outside the sword tomb, but he didn't do anything. His soul power spread and filled the entire sword tomb, looking for the sword sheath called Qingcheng.

After a stick of incense, Wei Yuan's brows frowned slightly. There were many scabbards in the sword tomb, but not a single one contained even a trace of power, it was impossible for him to be the beautiful city in Fu Qiu Youyou's mouth.

“Isn’t it here?”

Wei Yuan frowned and murmured to himself.

Just as he was puzzled, a loud shout came into everyone's ears, and then dozens of figures flew over from under the sword cliff.

"Shui'er, has the Red Armor been done?

If it really doesn't work, I'll help you!"
Chapter completed!