Chapter 159: The Altar

The wind and clouds are changing, the lightning is shining, and many powerful spirits are roaring again and again, as if they are ashamed that they have not been able to break all the defenses of the man surnamed Wu just now, and between their teeth and claws, like a gluttonous giant mouth, they rushed towards the man surnamed Wu with a bang, wanting to swallow it into their stomachs in one bite to demonstrate the wind.

The man's face changed suddenly, and cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his forehead, looking at those powerful and stirring illusion spirits, the powerful power turned into a violent storm and rushed to his face, and he felt that it became a little difficult to breathe.

The heart was impatient, and the magic in his hand changed rapidly, urging him to wear the battle armor, and now, the man surnamed Wu could only pin all his hopes on the last battle armor.

In an instant, a layer of ancient brilliance bloomed from the broken battle armor, and the man surnamed Wu was not surprised by this, as if he had seen a lot of it, even if the power of the battle armor had been stimulated, but he still stared nervously at the many powerful spirits rushing towards him.

In the flickering of the ancient brilliance, it turned from virtual to solid, turning into a thin film, tightly guarding the man surnamed Wu, like an unborn chick protected by an impenetrable eggshell, but the defense of this film far exceeded the hardness of the eggshell.

As the spirit approached, the powerful power tilted violently, and even with the film released by the broken battle armor, the man surnamed Wu still felt that he was like a flat boat in the vast ocean, swaying, and could capsize and die in the sea at any time.

With a serious face, he was ready to fight, and secretly prayed to God in his heart, pinning all his hopes on this layer of film that looked like it would break at the touch of a touch, but it was unusually strong, but he gradually developed goosebumps, and he didn't know if the ancient armor that had saved him several times could show its might again.

The cave house where I am now is where the ancient powerful Fu Xiu lived before his death, and the rune array here was arranged by the predecessor himself, although I don't know if it was because of too much consumption, or it was destroyed by that person, and it could no longer emit full power at this moment, but the ancient armor on his body was only from the ancients, and it had long been damaged.

Between the two, half a catty and eight taels, so if you really want the man surnamed Wu to give an accurate answer, it is estimated that he has no bottom in his heart.

Tea time passed in a blink of an eye, and the man surnamed Wu felt that his whole body had been hit by an indiscriminate meteor, and he was about to fall apart, but it was only with that layer of film that he was able to survive under such a powerful attack.

However, the price paid was that the broken armor became even more broken, and even had a breastplate, two bracers and a leg armor that went to destruction while dedicating his strength, and the man surnamed Wu glanced at it painfully.

The entire armor seems to have reached the limit of its carrying capacity at this moment, and it seems that only the last straw that crushes the camel will fall apart.

At the same time, the few powerful spirits that came out of the rune array were not too ideal at the moment, which was not good news for the man surnamed Wu.

The already illusory body has now become more illusory, and the claws and palms have lost their majestic momentum at the beginning, languishing, like impotence and premature ejaculation.

At this moment, both sides are holding on, and no one dares to say who will fall first.

The man surnamed Wu continued to input spiritual power into the battle armor, no matter how reluctant he was in his heart, after this battle, this battle armor had no possibility of repairing, it was better to let it bloom with its last dazzle and remember it.

The thinned film was blessed with spiritual power, and the brilliance flashed, as if returning to the light, and the thickness recovered a little again, and the man surnamed Wu saw this, and the corners of his mouth slowly grinned.

But before he could be happy, the rune array that didn't have much power left seemed to have a spirit, and the thunder dragon that had been transformed into a thunder dragon groaned in pain, and then he sucked out all his body strength and gathered on his right claw, after this claw, this thunder dragon definitely had no chance of surviving.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, but instead he was panicked, ready to sit back and enjoy the success, but he didn't expect this change in the rune array, not only fear, but also stimulated a greater interest in the rune array.

In the next moment, the thunder dragon's sharp giant claws just scratched lightly on the not too thick film, and a subtle opening followed.

The entire membrane was like a deflated balloon, frantically pumping out the air inside, and the rest of the spirits also seized the current opportunity, and the onslaught continued, and this armor inherited from the ancient period completely disappeared into this world, and the attacks that did not resist all hit the man surnamed Wu without saying anything.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and the huge power hit his chest, and his body was like a river overturning, and his internal organs were all out of place, and he was extremely uncomfortable, but because of the last struggle of the battle armor, he exchanged for a glimmer of life, and he did not die tragically under this violent blow, and flew backwards heavily, I don't know if it was his own providence, and the direction of the upside-down flight turned out to be the portal that went out.

And the remaining few illusion spirits seemed to have exhausted their last strength, let out an unwilling roar, and no longer chased forward, one after another, they changed back to their original form, and burrowed back into the black curtain.

In the upside-down flight, the man surnamed Wu clutched his chest in pain, but his eyes saw that the prototypes of those spirits were actually dull and exuding a simple atmosphere, presumably those were the so-called base talismans.

I sighed in my heart, 'The understanding and innovation of the ancestors really far surpassed that of today's monks, and they turned the base runes into a means of attack, even if someone wants to start with the base runes to break the formation, it is no different from directly entering the formation, and they will suffer from all the power of the rune array'.

Crashing on the portal, fortunately young and strong, otherwise if an old woman and grandfather came, he would have to break his waist.

In a flash, the vision changed again, and the sheep intestine path disappeared, and the dark curtain that was surprising and fearful of an attack at any time was gone.

In its place was a wide altar in the middle of a bright palace.