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Chapter 503 Void Qi Divine Armor ([-]-character chapter)
3000 years ago, King Hoffa was born in the sky. If Lin Luotian hadn't been there, he would have taken the supreme crown, ruled the world, and invincible the starry sky.

But even so, under Lin Luotian's sharp edge, his brilliance could hardly be concealed.

In the long river of the Hall of Light, King Hoffa's influence is enough to rank among the top three.

In that era, he overthrew all enemies, exterminated the Taoism of the ten directions, exterminated the inheritance of Lingshan, and slaughtered the remnants of monsters and beasts... He pushed the prestige of the Hall of Light to an unprecedented height.

Because of this, King Hoffa was hailed as the only supreme existence that could compete with Lin Luotian in 3000 years.

In his later years, King Huofa lived in seclusion and never left the Hall of Light again.

However, he and Guangming Palace have since become the leaders in the world, stronger than the Great Xia royal family at that time, who were all in awe of him.

Some people said that King Hoffa's supernatural powers were too strong, and he killed too much, which was a taboo.

So leave a legacy, burn incense to sacrifice, and seal the door with war, all the way is ruthless, but there is a glimmer of life left.

Since then, it has become a legend that the King of Dharma offered incense.

At that time, the symbol of the invincibility of the Guangming Palace was also its courage to accommodate the world and swallow mountains and rivers.

It is telling the world that in the eyes of the Guangming Temple, there is no rival.

Burning incense to sacrifice to the undead is too much to win.

This is a warning, but also a gift. There is no need to destroy the family, but keep a trace of incense, which will disappear from the world for a hundred years, and meditate on your own past.

It is precisely because the Guangming Palace occupies the absolute momentum and possesses unrivaled strength.

Therefore, "the King of Dharma burns incense" has become a rule that all forces in the world follow by default.

If you don't follow it, it will be tantamount to provocation, and they will have nothing to say when they destroy you.

Compared with exterminating the door, closing the door for a hundred years seems nothing!
"The Hall of Light is the Hall of Light after all. It is as powerful as the sky and cannot be shaken. This method is actually used." Someone sighed.

It stands to reason that with the current status and background of the Guangming Temple, no force in the world can be an enemy to it.

Faced with the tough attitude of the Guangming Academy, if the Guangming Palace really suppressed it with all its strength, it would be able to suppress it.

But once a full-scale war breaks out, there will be too many influences, and even the masters at the spiritual furnace level will fall.

The Guangming Palace didn't want to see such a result, and the Guangming Academy didn't want to see it even more.

But sooner or later, the conflict between the two would break out, so the Guangming Temple chose the most tricky way.

The Dharma king's offering of incense broke the backbone of the younger generation of disciples.

If the torch is not passed on, and there are no successors, within a hundred years, the Guangming Academy will be devastated.

Don't say you want to close the door for a hundred years, even if you don't close it, after waiting for 30 or [-] years, what decent masters will there be in Guangming Academy?It wasn't easy to pack it up.

"After the First King's Sacrifice, the talents of Guangming Academy withered, Ye Tian fell, and the butcher defected. Who else can stand up?"

"Guangming Palace is old and mature, let alone fighting for strength, you can't even play tricks."

"Who told someone to be powerful? The Dharma king's burning of incense is already considered compassionate in his heart."

Everyone sighed, and curious eyes fell on the young man in the Hall of Light.

To be able to represent the Palace of Light, Binglin Xuegong, and Dharma King to burn incense, is definitely not an ordinary master, and must have received the true instruction.

"Junior Yi Shenxing, I am here to pay a visit to the Guangming Academy!"

The young man shouted loudly, like thunder and mighty waves, spreading in all directions, up to the top of the firecracker.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Guangming Academy, the place where the remains of the ancestors of the past dynasties are enshrined.

Yi Shenxing naturally wouldn't underestimate etiquette, but he did a good job, but there was an invincible confidence and provocation in his words.

The loud voice was so powerful that it impacted everyone's hearts.

"A master!" Someone whispered, seeing the clue.

This Yi Shenxing turned out to be a master at the third level of the fusion device, and he was only one step away from stepping into the ranks of masters.

"So young? It's higher than the butchers of the day!"

"The Palace of Light is worthy of being the number one sect in the world. Its background is too deep, and even the Qin royal family may not be able to match it."

Looking around the world, among the younger generation, there are very few who can reach the level of a ruler, let alone half a step away, they can become a master.

This kind of talent can indeed be called a monstrosity like a god, and only the Hall of Light can cultivate such disciples.

It has to be said that over the years, the Guangming Temple has indeed been low-key and somewhat abnormal, and the real successors and disciples are almost invisible to the world.

Today, everything seems to be different.

"Is the Palace of Light finally going to be born?"

At this moment, on the top of the Fire Mountain, the bell rang loudly, and an indifferent voice resounded.

"Big Coach!?"

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat, and he recognized that it was Wang Xuanzang's voice.

"Senior, please open the door of convenience!" Yi Shenxing said lightly.

What he meant was to tell Guangming Academy not to be forced to retreat in fear of war. The provocation filled the world, showing his self-confidence and arrogance.

"Junior, do you think there is no one in Guangming Academy?" Wang Xuanzang said again.

His voice was erratic, revealing a supreme majesty.

"Please enlighten me." Yi Shenxing pressed forward every step of the way, with ridicule in his eyes.

After the First King's Sacrifice, the generation of disciples of the Guangming Academy withered and failed miserably. Who else can fight?

Today, he will completely subdue all the disciples of this generation of Guangming Academy, so that they will not be able to hold their heads up for a hundred years.

"Go, defeat them!" Wang Xuanzang whispered.

The voice was like a spring breeze and warm water, spreading all over the firecracker.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

There are still masters in the Guangming Academy! ?
rumbling...

Suddenly, a flame shot up from the volcano, like magma erupting, invading the sky.

Amidst the dazzling flames, a figure stepped out of nowhere.

It was a young man, wearing coarse clothes, standing barefoot, with a faint light in the depths of his eyes, his appearance was ordinary, but he had an air of nobility that could not be concealed.

"A ruler...a ruler of this grade...the Guangming Academy still has masters!"

"The descendants of the younger generation have never been extinct. It seems that this is a peerless genius secretly cultivated by the Guangming Academy."

"Wu Tianhen is worthy of being the master of the Guangming Academy. He is very imposing. He wants to break away from the control of the Guangming Palace in this generation. It seems that he has already planned it secretly, and even the successor disciples are ready."

People were amazed.

Everyone thought that after the First King's Sacrifice, the talents of the Guangming Academy were withered, and they had long since lost their former glory, and the situation of being outnumbered was inevitable. After decades, there would probably be no one who could stand up to the situation.

But the appearance of this young man in front of him subverted everyone's cognition.

There are still monsters hiding in the Guangming Academy, and today they will start a battle that will shock the world.

"It's interesting in this way." Yi Shenxing said with a slight smile, indifferent.

His momentum is indomitable, as if there is no opponent in front of him, his fighting spirit is gushing like the sun, and his soaring self-confidence renders his surroundings.

"I don't kill the unknown." Yi Shenxing said indifferently.

"My surname is Wu, you can call me Wu Twelve!" the barefoot youth said in a young voice.

"Witch!?" Yi Shenxing raised his eyebrows suddenly when he heard the words, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the solemn look in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Great Xia legacy!?"

witch!
This surname is very special. Its owner once ruled this piece of heaven and earth. The sun and moon shine on it as territory, and the mountains and rivers are all witch sacrifices!
That was the surname of the former Great Xia royal family.

That clan is dressed in glory, the emperor is supreme, and they claim to be eternal, and they are the supreme under heaven.

Perhaps it was because it was too high-minded and wanted to be in line with the sky, but its doom finally came.

The former owner of the Sun Moon River is also gone.

That surname was completely extinct, and it was permanently sealed in the long river of time, and no one mentioned it again.

As for its former splendor and brilliance, there are only a few phrases in ancient books that can be glimpsed.

"Is it the blood left by the Great Xia royal family!?"

At the corner, Wang Qiong's eyes shined with strange light.

There have been rumors in the world for a long time that Wu Tianhen, the master of this generation of Guangming Academy, is a descendant of the Great Xia family, and he has the blood of the once most noble.

Therefore, when the Twelve Witches announced their names, everyone naturally had wonderful associations.

"Is it really the legacy of the Great Xia? This lineage used to dominate the world!" Someone whispered, with a frightening gleam in his eyes.

"Wu's blood?" Yi Shenxing said in a deep voice.

As a disciple of the Guangming Palace, he is well aware of the past and horror of this family.

"Life is metabolized, the past and the present..." Wu Twelve whispered.

rumbling...

In an instant, his body shook violently, like wind and thunder striking each other, shaking the earth.

The next moment, he turned into an afterimage and appeared directly in front of Yi Shenxing, the speed was astonishing.

hum...

With a punch, the surrounding air poured down like sea water, and was directly compressed into a ball, igniting a raging fire.

Yi Shenxing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he folded his arms together, instinctively resisting.

The terrifying power rippled and spread along Yi Shenxing's arm.

The latter's expression changed suddenly, like rootless duckweed, swaying in the wind and rain, and flew out suddenly, scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

rumbling...

Witch Twelve's figure kept moving, like a ferocious beast slaying him, he chased after him.

In an instant, the shadows of fists filled the sky, and the wind of palms continued.

His power is like lightning, impenetrable.

Everyone was terrified, and they saw countless afterimages flying across the sky, crushing Yi Shenxing's body one after another.

This master of the Guangming School is like a sandbag, enduring unimaginable attacks.

"It's... so scary... His physical body is so strong?" Everyone's faces showed a look of fear.

Wu Twelve's body roared.

That kind of speed is enough to make flesh and blood fall apart, his body is as terrifying as a weapon.

It is even more terrifying than Yang Qi's incarnation of the magic weapon.

"Even ordinary people can beat the ordinary ruler to death!" Someone swallowed and couldn't help but say.

"The flesh becomes a soldier!" Yi Shenxing gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, silver streamers surged around him, blocking Wu Twelve's attack like a wave, and the latter's fist was stuck in a quagmire.

At the same time, a stream of silver light split out, turned into mist, and merged into Yishen's body, and the broken limbs were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

hum...

Wu Twelve's expression remained unchanged.

The red flame wrapped around the right hand, and soon infected the right arm.

At the same time, his left hand was shrouded in white brilliance.

The red flame is like a big sun, and the white light is like a moon, turning left and right to divide yin and yang.

Wu Twelve's body was once again sublimated in the two extreme powers, like a glazed vajra, unmoving.

"The blood of the witch clan, the glazed golden body!" Someone exclaimed and recognized it.

This is the supreme power recorded in ancient Taoism books, and only the pure blood of the Daxia royal family can awaken it.

Possessing this kind of power, the body is invincible, can fight against flame soldiers, and cannot be hurt by all kinds of abilities, and even once awakened, 100% can become a master.

Even stepping into the spiritual stove is ten times more likely than ordinary people.

"There is such a terrifying evildoer hidden in the Guangming Academy!"

Many people find it creepy.

Hidden too deep.

Seeing such a monstrosity, one cannot help but think of the butcher back in the day. Compared to the latter, the Guangming Academy hid Witch Twelve too deeply.

The profound mountain good luck and profound art, once it resounded and moved the world!

The bloodline of the great Xia ancestor is more terrifying than the legends.

hum...

Wu Twelve was so violent that he tore apart the mysterious silver streamer, and his terrifying punch shook the sky and landed heavily on Yi Shenxing's chest.

There was only a light "click", and the latter's sternum sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scarlet blood invaded the sky.

Yishen fell into the ground like a big star, causing smoke and dust to fill the air.

"too strong!"

One after another looked at Wu Twelve in awe. He stood tall in the void, his body was as invincible as glass, his eyes glowed with death, and the sun was shining brightly. He was majestic, violent and terrifying.

Such a talent is enough to stand out from the crowd.

"The foundation of Guangming Academy is really unfathomable!"

Suddenly, a burst of cold laughter resounded through the world.

The smoke and dust all over the sky suddenly dissipated.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Yi Shenxing was unscathed.

The silver streamer surged and condensed into a piece of armor on the surface of the body.

Secret talisman prints, mysterious engraved spiritual skills, hanging the sun and the moon, falling down the mountains and rivers, like the protection of gods, like demons and ghosts accompanying each other, responding to the changes of the stars, opening the veins of rivers and rivers...

The ancient armor slowly melted into Yi Shenxing's flesh and blood, as if it had become a part of his body.

rumbling...

The sky suddenly dimmed, the clouds surged, and the thunder and lightning crisscrossed.

With Yi Shenxing as the center, the surrounding space is affected, like a huge eggshell, enveloping him and Wu Twelve.

"Void Qi Divine Armor!?"

On the firewood volcano, a voice of surprise came.

Hearing this name, everyone's expressions changed.

The Void Qi Divine Armor is an ancient armor refined by King Huofa himself, and it is the supreme treasure of the Guangming Palace.

Once you put on this armor, you can manipulate the space, like a dragon entering the sea, with great supernatural powers.

rumbling...

Inside the space dome, Wu Twelve was imprisoned, and his glazed golden body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was under unimaginable pressure.

The next moment, cracks appeared one after another, like the cracked earth, which seemed to collapse at any moment.

"Tsk tsk... What a terrible bloodline, it doesn't even die like this." The corners of Yi Shenxing's mouth raised slightly, with a sneer in his eyes.

His palm slowly lifted and landed on Wu Twelve's chest.

"I want to see, if I kill you, who else in Guangming Academy can stop me!"

The terrifying power surged like the tide, and the heart beat like a drum.

Wu Twelve's chest was under terrible force, and began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Palace of Light is really rich and powerful!"

Suddenly, a chuckle sounded.

Yi Shenxing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his raised arm jerked, and he turned around suddenly, with an unbelievable figure on his face.

At some point, a young man broke through the shackles of the void, and appeared in front of him strangely, smiling, staring at the armor on his body, his eyes shining.

(End of this chapter)