"Defensive suit! It's definitely an artifact-level one!" Mo Wuxie looked horrified. He already knew how rare it was to have an artifact-level defensive suit. He didn't expect to encounter one as soon as the battle started.
However, he is bound to kill this little demon lord and establish his authority in one battle.
He immediately pressed the magic weapon, and the Four Swords immediately lit up again, and struck again.
Sadly, this little demon king couldn't withstand the chaotic harassment of the mid-level artifact. Just when he recovered from the fright, he was shocked to find that the light was floating again, and he looked stunned again.
This time, Mo Wuxie was not stupid enough to pierce his armor, but shot him between the eyebrows.
The Fourth Sword came to the top of his forehead, and suddenly, the entire body of the Little Demon Lord lit up with a black halo.
This was the defensive formation of the battle armor. Mo Wuxie saw it at a glance, but smiled evilly. As long as it was not the battle armor itself, how could this defensive light shield withstand the attacks of the Four Swordsmen?
Sure enough, it was just as he had guessed. The black defensive light shield just dented inward and then collapsed. The flying sword shot into his eyebrows, and the yin and yang fire was released. The little devil didn't even scream, and started to move towards the head from the head.
The lower body spread over and turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a piece of black armor suspended in the air.
Mo Wuxie killed one person, flew past the flames, grabbed the piece of armor in his hand, and flew away into the distance.
He killed the people in this direction, flew away from this gap, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, which took no more than two breaths.
The seven Little Demon Lords looked at each other and chased in the direction of Mo Wuxie.
Flying in the air, being a target is undoubtedly very conspicuous, so he fell into the forest on the ground, hiding all his aura, and flew for a distance before escaping into the tomb of the god.
When he entered the forest, the Seven Little Demon Lords lost track of him. By the time they chased him into the forest, Mo Wuxie had already escaped into the tomb of the god and disappeared without a trace.
In the training room of the God's Tomb, Mo Wuxie looked at the suspended black armor in front of him with an expression of interest.
He originally had a mid-grade artifact-level battle suit, but it was customized for Qu Yuan, and now it is naturally on Qu Yuan's body.
What interested him about the sword in front of him was that if it were worn on his body and coupled with the domineering power of the immortal body, it would be difficult for anyone to defeat him head-on.
This armor is also a half-body armor, and waves of evil aura are coming from it. Obviously, this is a standard magic weapon.
Wearing such a battle armor, your mind will definitely be eroded all the time, unless the demonic nature inside the battle armor is eliminated.
He is not a master of weapon refining, and he does not know how to refine weapons. Although he has gained some insights through the Sanxian weapon refining, he cannot refine such a divine weapon.
So, he found the Weapon Refining Sanxian again and expressed his intention.
The weapon-refining Sanxian was the most qualified to speak, saying: "It can be re-refined, so that the demonic nature will be eliminated. However, this armor is not a powerful divine armor. It is one level different from the Nishang divine armor! The material is still okay.
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Mo Wuxie nodded and said: "No matter what, it is always a defensive suit, it is better than nothing!"
The weapon refining loose immortal nodded and said: "Then re-refining it, but you need to use the master's flame!"
Mo Wuxie nodded with understanding and said: "If we re-refined it, can we add some more powerful defensive formations? For example, counter-attack formations are the best. Once attacked, they can convert other people's attack power into counterattack power.
Give it to the other party and it will be perfect!"
Mo Wuxie's suggestion was earth-shattering. Even the weapon-refining immortal showed surprise for the first time. This was something he had never expected.
This kind of formation is also very rare, and there are very few people who know it. The weapon-refining Sanxian thought for a long time and shook his head.
The other three Loose Immortals were similarly pondering, and one of them suddenly said happily: "Boss, there is no way. Do you still remember the Qingtian Armor?"
Having said this, the weapon refining loose fairy's eyes suddenly lit up, he slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Haha, yes, the Qingtian armor is the Qingtian armor. The formation inside is passive thorn restriction. Only this formation can
It has a counter-productive effect!”
Mo Wuxie was immediately overjoyed. It seemed that his idea was coming true, and he said, "Then hurry up and refine it!"
The weapon-refining Sanxian said: "This will take some time. After all, re-refining the artifact requires a lot of procedures. I plan to add two formations to this armor. The first is the thorn restriction, and the other is like the flying sword.
The defensive formations are the same!"
At the moment, they were quietly refining the artifact, while the Seven Little Demon Lords outside were searching almost all over the forest. They were really roaring. This is the order of the Flame Demon Lord. If they fail to complete it, they will be severely punished!
A day passed in the blink of an eye, the armor was refined by the yin and yang fire and returned to a liquid state, and the sinister aura inside was also eliminated.
Mo Wuxie already knew the steps of refining the weapon very well, and then handed the liquid to the weapon refining immortal for control. Another three days passed, and a brand new armor finally came out.
This armor exuded a cool aura like moonlight, floating quietly in front of everyone.
The armor has long been connected to Mo Wuxie's blood, as close as skin.
He reached out and made a move, and the armor was immediately in his hands, and its texture was like silk.
With a movement of his mind, the battle armor disappeared from the palm of his hand, and a brand new piece of clothing suddenly appeared on his body.
This dress is white, with mercury-like moonlight flowing inside. His shoulders are slightly raised, making him full of elegant aura, but there is a sense of domineering in this aura. As he speaks and smiles, it becomes clear again.
There is a strange and strange feeling, a very complicated feeling.
The weapon-refining Sanxian was very satisfied with this battle suit and said: "Master, the battle suit is a primary artifact. If it is damaged, it will automatically repair it. Once attacked, it will also convert the attack power to counterattack the opponent, and Qingtian
The armor's 100% counterattack is just a little short of it, but it's still pretty powerful!"
Mo Wuxie was very satisfied with the clothes and said happily: "Now we can fight in groups, haha!" After laughing for a while, he said: "This armor has moonlight flowing all over it, so it's called the Moonlight Divine Armor!
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He looked towards the end of the stone chamber and decided to enter the eighth stone chamber to have a fight with the six-eared macaque.
However, the oppressive feeling of the six-eared macaque haunted his mind like a nightmare. Now, this nightmare feeling has disappeared because his strength has greatly increased.
His current cultivation level is far stronger than that of the Four Scattered Immortals, so he needs more powerful servants.
He stepped into the Eight Formation Diagram and came to the eighth stone chamber.
In the eighth stone chamber, there is another universe inside, which seems to be infinitely vast. A cloud is filled with mist, and the glow is distorted and faint. There is a faint feeling of depression. The sky is filled with colorful clouds, and it is difficult to see what is really deep in the sky.
This place is exactly the same as when I first saw it.
In front of him, the huge figure of the six-eared macaque was more than 20 meters high, standing like a hill. At this time, the six-eared macaque turned around slowly, and the golden stick in his hand rubbed against the ground as he turned.
It makes a squeaking sound that makes people's scalp numb.