Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 1662 Subduing Soul Lock Armor 1
And the woman they love is having a hard time now.

Feng Xingying's current situation is a bit desperate.

It was for her own good that Qin Molin locked her up to let her play with spiritual weapons to recognize the master, but Feng Xingying still remembered Qin Molin in his heart.

Since he had no other choice, Feng Xingying also risked his life, preparing to subdue the soul lock armor as quickly as possible.

The conditions for soul-lock armor to recognize the master are not too harsh, after all, it is refined equipment, and it is worn by people.

However, this thing needs time to temper. People with good aptitude and strong strength have enough time for one month, and those with weak strength can extend this time, and they can always do it.

But Feng Xingying doesn't believe it, she really needs a month if she doesn't believe it.

Feng Xingying had already contacted the spirit of the soul-locking armor after entering the trial of the soul-locking armor, and Feng Xingying's attitude was very firm:
"I will give you no more than three days. After three days, either you will recognize me as the master and let me go out. Or, I will destroy you."

"I have never seen such an arrogant human being. Do you know that your husband spent three years building this soul-lock armor for you! You just have the heart to destroy it like this?" The idea of ​​star shadow.

At this time, Feng Xingying's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he came out aggressively: "I know, but I have reasons and persistence to go out. I believe in my own strength. Jia can't hold it, what's the point?"

The spirit of the soul-lock armor has never faced such a strong and powerful master, and he is a little guilty: "You are right, but everything has laws..."

"It's nothing but my law of Feng Xingying is that the strong conquer the weak. Today I am stronger than you, so I make the rules, and you have to follow them. If you want to make the rules, you can, beat me!"

Beat you?
He is just an armor, not a magic weapon!
What's more, you, a descendant of the blood of the gods, a terrifying person with strong own strength, has already left the category of normal human beings. How can a small weapon spirit defeat you?
But the soul-locking armor spirit also has a unique trick: people don't admit defeat, don't let it go, and don't fight!

Yes, if you don't fight, you won't lose.Anyway, don't let her out.

"I'm counting to three, if you don't respond or refuse, then I can only break this torn clothes." Feng Xingying said, and began to count down.

"three."

"two."

"one."

The soul lock armor continues to play dead!
"Very good." A cruel smile curled up on Feng Xingying's lips: "Since you are disobedient, what use do I need you for?"

Feng Xingying closed her eyes, pulled out the Lihuang Sword in her hand, and poured spiritual power into it violently. The fire bird flew out from the tip of the sword whistling and circling, and a scorching wave of fire crossed in front of her, forming a fiery phantom , rolling like a huge red cloud, flirtatiously in full bloom, trying to tear apart all space.

"You're serious!" The soul-lock armor was in a hurry. He was just a spiritual weapon armor, and it was an armor that didn't recognize its owner. It couldn't even exert 30.00% of its own strength.

Only when the master is found, under the blessing and urging of the master's spiritual power, can it be strengthened according to the strength of the master.

To put it bluntly, the current soul lock armor is simply a show, and the raging and violent flames of Feng Xingying are enough to tear him apart, forcibly tearing open a hole in the space he created, or even shattering it.

If that's the case, this soul lock armor will be completely scrapped, so it's in a hurry.

Unfortunately, this time it was Feng Xingying's turn to be in a hurry and not answer.

(End of this chapter)