All Of My Spells Have Properties

Blood Altar, in front of the Blood Throne, Fang Gu pinched his throat with both hands, his eyes were full of incredible confusion, and vague words came out of his mouth, "How is it possible, I am yours... Master..." Fang

Gu died, and the blood and flesh of his whole body were swallowed by the evil armor, and even the skin sac was absorbed. Lu Yan, who was surrounded by the power of the wind system, did not have any happy emotions, and the alarm bell in his heart was buzzing.

Lu Huan on the side was also surrounded by water system demonic energy, and his face was cautious looking at the empty armor in front of the blood throne. It was clear that there was no one to control it, but it was a person standing in the air, and the color of all black turned black and red because of Fang Gu's flesh and blood. Above the altar, it looks strange and weird.

The two were scattered left and right, but the qi machines in their bodies were entangled, and they confronted the evil armor in a manner. It was such a pair of armor that actually made the two mages who almost possessed super-level full cultivation combat power feel great pressure.

The evil armor that absorbed the blood qi, how to say! To make a proverb: non-false and non-empty, like a dream; Ghosts and demons, the heart moves at will!

Replace it with the title of the dancing book, that is--evil awe-awe!

In Lu Yan's perception, he was not facing a pair of armor, but an emperor. The murderous aura of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the majestic atmosphere of Yuanyue, and the combination of the two opposing momentum did not have a sense of contradiction, but complemented each other a little. Most importantly, he always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him, or staring at his flesh and blood.

"Lu Xiaoyou, can you fight?" Lu Huan's fighting spirit was boiling, and there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, some were just strong excitement.

If the confrontation with the Lord of the Remains is only out of responsibility, out of a protective heart. Then at this time, Lu Huan was out of the heart of a super-level Manchu cultivator, out of the intention of challenging the stronger.

Lu Yan is solemn, he is worthy of being a strongman who can put the right thing with the monarch demon, and this fighting intent is almost the only thing Lu Yan has seen in his life, and he himself is incomparable anyway.

"Senior Lu Huan, this thing can't be killed. The armor is only its carrier, and its essence is the temperament and belief of the ancient king who has been standing for thousands of years, combining murderous qi and blood qi. Unless there is a psychic mage who surpasses the forbidden spell level, otherwise, without evil armor, there may be evil knives, evil guns and the like. Lu Yan thought about it and said his guesses and understanding.

Lu Huan didn't know whether it was true or not, just looking at Lu Yan's sworn appearance, he also believed seven or eight points. "So what are we going to do?"

After pondering for a while, Lu Yan continued: "It's not so much that the armor makes it, but that the armor restricts it. The armor weaves a cage to visualize the most evil thing. The only way to solve it now is to find a strong-willed, immobile ruthless man to wear it, and use strong willpower to compete with it for control of the armor and the inheritance of the ancient king.

"Just like Fang Gu just now?" Lu Huan understood a little.

Lu Yan sneered, "Fang Gu? That guy is just a puppet controlled by power! The

two were still discussing, and a somewhat hesitant female voice came from below the altar, "Dog, I'm a little panicked, I feel so bad."

Immediately after, a male voice appeared: "Don't panic, we have already come here, and the safety of the ancient capital depends on the two of us." Even if it's a climb, I'm going to go up and take a look. Although the language is righteous, the fear in the tone cannot be concealed.

Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo were already about to climb to the top of the altar, the scene along the way was indeed not very harmonious, Su Xiaoluo, as a girl, it was not easy to persist until now.

The confrontation between Lu Yan and Lu Huan and Evil Armor continued, but the moment Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo appeared, the two obviously felt the pressure on their bodies loosen.

Just this one was stunned, and the evil armor had already appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohou. Zhang Xiaohou, whose eyes were already confused, approached the evil armor with stiff steps, and reached out to put the armor on his body.

The bloodline of the descendants of the ancient king has a fatal allure for the evil armor.

Lu Yan and the two were anxious, if Zhang Xiaohou put on the evil armor, not only would Zhang Xiaohou be finished, but the strength of the evil armor would be raised another level.

The two did not have any communication, both of them tried their best to prevent this scene from happening. However, the evil armor seemed to sense the intentions of the two, or it had been watching the two all along.

A majestic momentum erupted from the side of the evil armor, and the silent impact made the pace of the two of them stop their progress. A look of regret appeared in the eyes of both of them, and anger grew and accumulated in their hearts.

At this critical juncture, a man wearing a mask broke into everyone's sight, he stepped on two wind rails, knocked Zhang Xiaohou away with lightning, and immediately reached out to hold the evil armor.

The vicissitudes of voice sounded: "You want to suck blood, you want puppets, right?" Come, devour me, I am your puppet. If not, let you be my power!

Zhang Xiaohou, who was knocked away, had already regained consciousness, his face was confused, he didn't understand the situation at all, he only felt that he was just confused, as if he was being controlled.

Only then did Su Xiaoluo exclaim, and quickly ran over to check Zhang Xiaohou's injuries.

Zhang Xiaohou, who got up, looked around and said with some surprise: "Brother Yan, you are also here, we all thought that you had... It's really nice to see you!

Lu Yan nodded slightly, which was regarded as a response to Zhang Xiaohou, his eyes kept staring at the position of the armor, and he never left.

At this time, Lu Huan's voice also sounded, "Lu Xiaoyou, do you say he can succeed?"

Zhang Xiaohou pulled Su Xiaoluo to Lu Yan's side, and asked with some surprise: "Brother Yan, what do you mean?"

"See? That armor. Lu Yan gestured with his gaze, "That is where the inheritance of the ancient king is, but it is occupied by a force that is extremely evil and evil. Now it takes a character with strong willpower and tenacity to snatch it all. If you win, the danger of the ancient capital can be solved, if you lose, you can only say, Providence will kill me!

This simple explanation made Zhang Xiaohou listen like a landslide, and the huge pressure made him begin to breathe, and his eyes could not leave the figure wearing armor.

Lu Yan, who knew the plot, did not show any sound, and watched as he forcibly suppressed the power in the armor with the perseverance of crushing his body and bones, and obtained the miracle of sharing the inheritance of the ancient king with it.

The battle on this side has reached a white-hot stage, and there are not many outside the ancient capital city. More than a dozen super-level mages cooperated with the demonic Mo Fan to defeat the corpse of the mountain peak.

From time to time, the Heavenly Eagle Mage returned to the ancient capital with the latest war report, giving a ray of hope to the desperate people.

Zhu Meng and several others obviously knew that Mo Fan had a demon lineage, and they cooperated with Mo Fan, and every attack could leave a lot of wounds on the body of the corpse of the mountain peak.

"Mo Fan, its weakness is in the throat, and that is where its undead crystals exist." Han Yu loudly handed over the information that he and the others had worked hard to obtain to Mo Fan, who had the most promising hope of killing the corpse of the mountain.