Wen Yiming's gaze fell on the place where the golden red light of Long Xiuzhu's body loomed, and the information fed back by the oracle's double pupils made him know its attributes in an instant.

The Holy Demon Suit is also known as the Holy Demon Armor, as Situ Qianjian said, it is not a heaven-sent continent, it belongs to another world, and its attributes are not many, only two.

First, it is immune to elemental damage.

It is a very simple and single attribute, but it is absolutely powerful, which is equivalent to the full immunity of the five elements after Wen Yiming's six gods are collected.

Second, it comes with an intangible realm - the field of feeding.

The Feed Field is a secondary field, but it is not less powerful, and it can give back the damage taken by the defense to the caster during the battle, so that the caster can enjoy 10% of the damage taken by them.

Wen Yiming was already extremely speechless, and the dragon spear in his hand became tighter and tighter.

The Feeding Realm of the Holy Demon Armor seemed to be a chicken, but he was well aware of the hidden power.

You must know that Long Xiuzhu is a holy demon body, which is a special physique that can stand side by side with the Shura battle body, and it is a top-level combat physique.

Situ Qianjian once said that Wen Yiming's Shura battle body focused on attack and killing, while Long Xiuzhu's holy demon body was more on defense.

At the moment when Long Xiuzhu was charging violently, Wen Yiming had already sensed all this with the combination of oracle and double pupils, and the defense displayed by the holy demon body was also the reason why he had to explode to the limit.

With the defensive power of the combination of the Holy Demon Body and the Holy Demon Armor, Wen Yiming could think that Long Xiuzhu could almost arrogantly take thirty percent or more of his attack damage.

And these injuries will be absorbed by Long Xiuzhu's feedback field to enhance its combat effectiveness, which is another perverted attribute that trades off one over the other.

I have to say that the Holy Demon Armor and Holy Demon Body, which focus on defense, did not reduce Long Xiuzhu's attack power, but continued to enhance in a number of terrifying attributes, becoming an all-round power that pays equal attention to offense and defense.

The Holy Demon Armor was activated, and Long Xiuzhu raised his sword in the mountain and river seal to regret the void handprint that shook in the air, this scene made Wen Yiming take a deep breath.

He knew very well that in the next battle, he would have a high chance of falling into the disadvantage, and the previous combination of artistic conception and the lethality of the mountain and river seal shock, all the damage that Long Xiuzhu relied on defense would be turned into his own use.

And what about himself, he will face the sword demon realm that Long Xiuzhu opened for the second time, that is, to withstand the suppression of the weakening of the artistic conception, although his outburst at the moment finally activated the dragon spear unyielding, but he is not easy.

Because he understands that Long Xiuzhu still has too many means to show, not to mention anything else, the martial arts contributed by Longhua's sacrifice are not simple, and Longhua has sacrificed to the king thief, and those control-type palms are jealous.

In the roar, the charred black dust rose in all directions, and the incomparably hot smoke rolled out in all directions, forming a huge wave of impact qi.

Coughing slightly, Long Xiuzhu dragged the Demon Swallowing Demon Knife with his hand and frowned and slowly came out of the smoke and dust.

As soon as the absolutely locked aura disappeared, Long Xiuzhu's figure froze his footsteps, snorted coldly with a slight anger, his arms shook, and a circle of dark red faint light spread out.

Sword Demon Domain!

It was not easy for him to regret the mountain and river seal just now, and as soon as Fang broke out of the lock, he sensed that Wen Yiming, who was hundreds of meters away, had already penetrated the locked dragon spear.

Without perceiving it carefully, Long Xiuzhu understood that this shot Wen Yiming had been accumulating momentum, and it was very likely that he had been accumulating momentum from the moment he was shocked out.

With Wen Yiming's cultivation and combat power, Long Xiuzhu did not dare to despise the blow that had been gaining momentum for a long time.

The roaring dragon roared, drowning out all the noise.

There was only the high-level unyielding attribute of Yicheng Zhenyuan left, and the Ziyan Dragon Spear was wrapped in a thick killing intent, and the gun intent of the other person roared in.

A single gun intent, Wen Yiming's most proud artistic conception, in Long Xiuzhu's sword and demon realm, he can only choose like this, after all, Long Xiuzhu has already comprehended the gun intent, and he perceives that it should be the artistic conception of Fang Tian's halberd painted by Ying Daozong.

From this, he also guessed that the Ying Dao Sect that he had killed at the beginning should have been used by Long Xiuzhu for cultivation.

The artistic conception of Fang Tian's halberd can also be classified as the category of gun intent, but the difference is a bit big, so even if there is a chance of triggering the comprehension of his own gun intent, it is not easy to successfully comprehend no one.

As the saying goes, it is easy to practice boxing and difficult to change boxing, once the road is fixed, it is difficult to change, just like his gun intent has long been ingrained, and it is difficult to change to another gun intent.

For the attack and killing of an artistic conception, Long Xiuzhu deprives one percent of his combat power for his own use at most, which is better than depriving more than forty percent of the combined artistic conception.

He also thought about giving up the artistic conception attack, so he blasted out with an ordinary attack with the unyielding increase of the dragon lance, but under the calculation of focused perception, he knew that Situ Qianjian was right at the beginning, and when he broke out with all his strength, it would take two shots at worst to break the defense.

The combination of the Holy Demon Body and the Holy Demon Armor is too helpless, and the superposition of the defense brainless to a certain extent will breed a certain amount of physical immunity, which has to be said that when any attribute is strong to the extreme, it is definitely a powerful existence.

In a palm shadow, Wen Yiming felt the breath of the original king thief's palm, but in Long Xiuzhu's hands, it was a little less elegant and chic, but it was more fierce and domineering.

The knife burst out of the shadows of the palms, and the sonorous sound was endless.

Unexpectedly, he carried several ordinary attacks with extreme speed in one shot, and his precise and nuanced focus perception once again helped Wen Yiming make contributions, giving Long Xiuzhu a complete surprise.

In the midst of the retreat, Wen Yiming raised his hand and almost failed to grasp the recalled dragon spear, and his breath became chaotic again.

He was not happy because Long Xiuzhu was repelled by his own hands-free dragon gun, he had already exhausted his hole cards, and even calculated all the mechanisms, and Long Xiuzhu was fine.

He could sense that Long Xiuzhu had been injured in the mountain and river seal and the dragon spear throw just now, but it was absolutely nothing.

He also knew that if there was still a chance to break out a super attack, it might pose a threat to him, because the continuous calculation had broken through Long Xiuzhu's defense, and he obviously felt the subtlety of the defense being broken by the last throwing dragon spear just now.

"Happy!"

Long Xiuzhu, who strode back, flicked his arm and flicked the knife, a touch of excitement floated on his handsome face, his throat let out a low roar, and he laughed as he stepped out: "It's my turn!"

The sword mangs are square, and the demon swallowing knife has already slashed down, and the sword mangs that have just been born have fallen behind by more than a foot, which shows that the speed is incredible.

Erected the dragon spear and burst out, Wen Yiming slid out again close to the ground, and the friction under his feet produced scorching smoke, pulling out hundreds of meters.

Gurgling and gritting his teeth, Wen Yiming waved his hand and took out a pill and swallowed it.

Break the Demon Pill!

Five times can completely devour the opponent's true element, which is extremely terrifying.

But this point also requires an extremely strong forging body cultivation, otherwise it will not be able to withstand it at all, especially a martial cultivation with an incomparably strong true yuan like Long Xiuzhu, and its true yuan amount cannot be calculated by a normal person at all.

Wen Yiming is also helpless, he has already fought with the other party three times, aside from the handless dragon gun, those two blows have already made the Demon Devouring Knife devour too much True Yuan, and if there is a hard resistance, he will see the bottom of the True Yuan, and his body will be damaged.

After Zhenyuan was devoured, he didn't dare to try again after being devoured by the Demon Devouring Knife, and last time he was almost killed by Situ Qianjian in the Abyss of Cormorants.

The mistake of the previous car can not be repeated!

(End of chapter)