The young lady's words are reasonable to some extent. This time, Wang Baole was indeed a little too greedy. Although it was because he didn't want the fortune he had obtained to be gone, whether it was the early stage of the Spirit Immortal or the middle stage of the Spirit Immortal, it would make him not work so hard at this moment.

After all, his original Dharma body was already broken to some extent by releasing all the sea in the soul and pouring it into his body in such a short time.

Now that he can not collapse, it is all about the suppression of the star fire in his body, the planetary palms, the emperor's armor and the power of the Taoist scriptures, which makes him stand there. It is just the strong pain from his body that made Wang Baole tremble, but what he can do now is to fight all his strength to stabilize his body.

Fortunately, both the star fire and the planet's palms are powerful, and the Emperor's Armor is like a tight hoop, which makes his body feel bound, giving Wang Baole a breathing time. The most important thing is the Taoist scripture, and its will to descend covers Wang Baole, as if it gave him strange power.

Wang Baole barely strengthened his body in a short period of time, but... the Taoist scriptures could not last for too long and soon dissipated. However, the star fire could last forever, so although the pressure suddenly increased a lot, Wang Baole could barely open his eyes after the stability of the previous period of time.

"This time I'm having a big time..." Wang Baole lowered his head with a wry smile and looked at his body. He could clearly feel that at this moment, whether it was star fire, planetary palms, or emperor armor, as long as one was removed, his body would collapse instantly. His current state should be considered to have reached balance.

"I'm already in the late stage of Lingxian, but why do I feel like a porcelain doll now, and I'll be done with one touch." Wang Baole looked up helplessly, glanced at the millions of ghosts kneeling and worshiping in front of him, and looked at the twelve kneeling emperors in the Sky Palace, with a strange light in his eyes, and finally looked at the depths of the palace, the emperor's armor sitting on the dragon throne.

After devouring a generation of old ghosts, although he did not obtain the other party's memory and did not obtain the follow-up of the Nightmare Eye Art, his own Nightmare Eye Art is different from before. Without the will of the old ghost inside, this Nightmare Eye Art has completely belonged to him, especially when he was looking at the Great Emperor's armor, Wang Baole felt a strange feeling, as if... the armor was emitting a wave of resonance with his Nightmare Eye Art.

Feeling this resonance, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Although his body was suffering everywhere at this moment, he still barely raised his foot and took a step forward. The cultivation level of the late stage of Lingxian suddenly dispersed. Although he only took one step, the next moment, Wang Baole's figure disappeared from the spot. When he appeared... he was already in the palace, behind the twelve emperors, before the armor of the great emperor!

Standing there, staring at the armor in front of him, Wang Baole was silent for a few breaths, and then slowly raised his right hand, and pressed the armor, and the huge black eyes behind him appeared.

In an instant, as Wang Baole's palm fell, and as the black eyes behind him transformed, the Great Emperor's armor in front of him suddenly vibrated, and in the blink of an eye, it decomposed and turned into hundreds of pieces, heading straight for Wang Baole. The first thing he touched was his right hand that was stretched out, covering it directly from his fingers, forming a black palm, and spreading his arm, directly on the front chest, until the other hand and upper body.

Then it spread up and down at the same time, partly along Wang Baole's neck and directly covering his face, and the other part spreading his legs. All of this happened in a flash, and in an instant... Wang Baole's body trembled violently. He felt the fluctuations of the imperial armor and the trembling of the magic ship.

Soon, the locust magic ship was separated from the Emperor's Armor and fell aside with a roar, as if the Emperor's Armor disagreed with it. While expelling it, it was directly merged with the original Emperor's Armor.

This fusion is obviously more compatible than the imperial armor and the locust magic ship, as if the two were originally one, without any obstacles, and complement each other, and they completed the state of full integration in an instant.

A breath that was more violent than before the Emperor's Armor exploded directly from Wang Baole's new armor at the next moment, and its shape suddenly changed. Countless complex patterns appeared, and it looked like countless eyes. All the bone spurs of the past were restrained, but they did not disappear, but Wang Baole could burst out instantly with just one thought.

The color was completely pitch black, and finally... among the countless eyes of the armor, there was a huge red eye that appeared directly on Wang Baole's chest, like stars holding the moon, extremely eye-catching.

What followed was a force and momentum that perfectly matched Wang Baole's clone, and the complete Divine Eye Art that Wang Baole had longed for for a long time, which was directly transmitted from this armor to Wang Baole's mind.

As Wang Baole breathed rapidly, he clenched his fists suddenly, and the world suddenly changed, and the wind and clouds swept. The late spiritual immortal cultivation in his body was instantly blessed, surpassing the late spiritual immortal stage, and even surpassing the great perfection of spiritual immortals. Although it is not as good as a planet... but to some extent, it seems that it is almost the same as a real planet!!

This made Wang Baole's mind shake. While feeling that he was unprecedentedly powerful at this moment, he also felt his shattered body, which became more stable with the emergence of this new Emperor Armor.

It seems that he can still maintain his current state without the need for star fire and planetary palms. This feeling is very strong, which makes Wang Baole immediately try to put away the star fire and planetary palms one by one after another.

Until all of them were taken away, although the severe pain in his body increased a little more, his body was still firmly in his current state, just like his judgment.

"This Emperor's Armor...is indeed good!!"

"In this way, I will give me time to find a way to completely stabilize my body. At the same time... With the completeness of the Divine Eye Art, and then relying on killing, my cultivation will be infinitely improved!" Wang Baole was excited and felt the horror of the Divine Eye Art again, and at the same time, he also became more curious about the origin of the Divine Eye Art.

But he knew that he couldn't be anxious about this matter, nor did he regret killing a generation of old ghosts before. After all, Wang Baole instinctively distrusts that generation of old ghosts. So after suppressing this thought, he raised his head and looked around, just about to check what treasures there are in the imperial tomb, but at this moment...

As his eyes swept away, the twelve emperor souls in the palace who were still motionless all trembled. They stood up and turned to look at Wang Baole, and then knelt down to Wang Baole in the next moment.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Not only them, outside the palace, millions of ghosts stood up at the same time and turned around at the same time, and then knelt down to Wang Baole, sending out shocking waves of millions of gatherings.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Wang Baole's eyes suddenly narrowed and felt it. He first confirmed that he was indeed Wang Baole. The fact that he had devoured a generation of old ghosts was not an illusion, but a real thing. When he looked at the twelve emperors and millions of ghosts outside, he had already noticed that perhaps it was because he devoured a generation of old ghosts, or maybe it was because of his own armor...

It is also possible that all these three reasons are contained, so that he can not only control these millions of ghosts and the twelve emperors, but also in the other party's cognition, he... is the emperor of the divine civilization!

"The Twelve Emperors... Each one is comparable to the soul of the Spirit of the Immortal..."

"Although millions of ghosts are not spiritual immortals, they also possess the power of the Nascent Soul!"

This scene made Wang Baole breathe slightly, and his eyes showed his splendor. He already knew in his heart that these should be the foundation prepared by a generation of old ghosts for their rise after their resurrection.

"Soul-repelling, old ghost, you are not as good as me, and soul-sealing and returning to the sun... You don't know, so these million souls are destined to belong to me!" Wang Baole laughed and raised his right hand and waved it suddenly. A large number of puppets appeared in its storage bag. The number of these puppets was about 100,000. Although they could not meet the needs of millions of ghost souls, they could barely allow them to live in.

Then Wang Baole even took out twelve powerful puppets, which were all refined by Wang Baole over the years. As soon as he appeared, Wang Baole clasped his hands and his eyes emitted a strange light. The dark fire burst out inside and outside his body, and one dark pattern after another that did not belong to this world was transformed around him.

"The Nether Dharma...Fengzheng, return to Yang!"
Chapter completed!