"Huhuhu......"

Sun Liang finally stepped on the ground of the inner hall.

He gasped for breath, his eyes were full of stars, and his whole body was in a daze, and it took a long time for him to come to his senses.

He looked up at the black armor, his eyes filled with a scorching light.

The next moment, Sun Liang tried his best to suppress his impulse, and his eyes shifted, looking for Ye Feng's figure.

"Hahaha! Human, you have today!"

His eyes fell on Ye Feng, who was sitting next to the wall on one side, Sun Liang's pupils contracted, but he slowly stretched out, and the corners of his mouth opened even more, revealing an extremely smug smile.

He saw that something was wrong with Ye Feng now.

When Ye Feng entered the inner hall first, Sun Liang's inner emotions were full of despair. What supported his desire to move forward was nothing more than the incomparably slim little luck, and the tragedy that he would rather die than retreat.

Sun Liang was ready to enter the inner hall and then be easily killed by Ye Feng, but now, Ye Feng's bad situation made Sun Liang go from hell to heaven all of a sudden, and that kind of ecstatic thought drowned Sun Liang's entire sea of knowledge.

"Little guy, even if I sit still and let you kill, you don't have the ability to hurt me at all!

Ye Feng's expression was very indifferent, he was not frightened, nor was he at a loss, as if he was facing a trivial matter.

"Hmph, when I have my armor, I'll let you know what power is!"

Sun Liang's smile froze, and he gritted his teeth and said after a while, obviously annoyed and angry.

When he was in the outer hall before, he did try to attack Ye Feng, but as Ye Feng said, he couldn't even break a little bit of other people's flesh, and the difference in strength was so big that it could be called a world of difference.

However, Sun Liang's gaze turned to the pitch-black armor, and his eyes emitted an incomparably strong light.

He strode up.

There are no scruples, no worries, and no foresight, Sun Liang's mind is very pure, that is, to take that armor in his hands, wear it on his body, and make himself strong.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes and watched all this quietly.

However, he himself touched the pitch-black king armor, and he was beaten into the terrible appearance he is now, and if Sun Liang had suffered the same situation, he would probably have a much worse end than him.

However, Ye Feng did not dare to guarantee that this scene would happen.

There is only one reason, that is, Sun Liang's luck in this space is obviously much stronger than Ye Feng, and this space is like an adventure tailored for him.

Maybe Sun Liang doesn't have to do it, and the armor will be automatically sent to the door and become Sun Liang's trophy. This is like someone who is born with the spirit of a tyrant, and when the tiger's body is shaken, he can make all kinds of little brothers bow down, and this kind of thing can never be measured with common sense.

Sun Liang finally walked under the armor.

The armor did not automatically dedicate itself, it bowed its head, and still looked cold, floating quietly in mid-air.

"Fortunately, this little guy's aura has not yet reached the realm of Long Aotian, and the situation is not too bad. ”

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief gently, and his expression became a lot more relaxed.

In fact, he was really afraid that his conjecture would come true, and the armor would automatically be put on Sun Liang. After all, the pitch-black king armor is already the peak of the king armor, and it is only one step away from the emperor armor, and I am afraid that the armor spirit has been produced, and it has the wisdom of self-judgment.

If this Wang Jiajia Spirit is like a monkey with a hairy mouthful, then no matter how much Ye Feng tosses, it will be useless.

"Warframe, I'm here!

Sun Liang looked up at the black armor, his expression was excited, and he shouted loudly, his voice was full of surging passion, and there was a deep and incomparably pleading meaning.

Ye Feng saw it in his eyes, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, and a trace of ominous premonition swelled up.

Sure enough, with Sun Liang's roar, the pitch-black armor that had not moved all this time was slowly relaxing, as if it had woken up from a deep sleep, and an incomparably heavy and terrifying majesty spread in the hall.

Ye Feng only felt a tightness in his chest, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. That power was ten times stronger than before, even with the strength of Ye Feng's body, he couldn't bear it.

But the strange thing is that Sun Liang, whose strength is only the second order of the Divine Power Realm, has not been affected in the slightest, as if the viscous pressure like mercury has deliberately avoided him.

"It can't be so evil, is it? Is my crow's mouth so supernatural?"

Ye Feng's expression was stiff, his breath was even more sluggish, and the wry smile on his face was like gnawing ten catties and eight catties of Coptis chinensis, which was so bitter.

"Come on, I'm your master, why don't you come down quickly?"

Sun Liang's face was full of fanaticism, shouting loudly, his eyes shining.

Zheng Zheng!

The armor of the pitch-black armor shook suddenly, and the sound of metal colliding was endless, full of fierceness.

It seemed to have a life, and suddenly sank in front of Sun Liang, and in the dark helmet, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at Sun Liang, looking up and down.

It seems to be thinking and judging whether Sun Liang is worth its investment.

Sun Liang also realized the key, so he held his breath and looked at the battle armor cautiously, with a look of apprehension and anticipation.

His eyes were filled with a longing light, so much so that his straight spine bent slightly, and became extremely humble.

The battle armor circled around Sun Liang several times, and then stopped and did not move, as if thinking, and did not move for a long time.

Sun Liang's heart was beating non-stop, and he was extremely nervous. He felt as if his fate was in the hands of that armor, heaven to the left, and hell to the right.

Ye Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He originally had some appreciation for this ape boy, but now, he could only shake his head again and again.

There's nothing wrong with pursuing power, but it's ridiculous to grovel to something foreign and crave the power that others give. Only its own strength is really powerful, with the help of the power of external objects, but it is a flower in the mirror, a flower in the water, it seems to be magnificent and gorgeous, once the foreign object is punctured, the weakness inside is unbearable, it will be completely exposed, and the original form will be exposed.

As if noticing Ye Feng's gaze, the pitch-black battle armor appeared in front of Ye Feng from in front of Sun Liang in an instant, looking down at him.

It seemed to be assessing Ye Feng's quality and comparing it with Sun Liang over there.

"Hmm......"

Sun Liang snorted, but quickly covered his mouth again.

His mood fluctuated so quickly that his eyes were black and a little dizzy.

From the first time Sun Liang saw the battle armor, he had already regarded the battle armor as his own, and the trials along the way made him solidify this belief more and more, so that he reached the point of paranoia.

But now, seeing that the battle armor actually ran to Ye Feng's side, there seemed to be signs of recognizing Ye Feng's master, Sun Liang's bad mood can be imagined.

He is self-aware, and he is too far behind the powerful Ye Feng.

If he was a battle armor, I am afraid that he would also choose Ye Feng as his master, after all, only the strong are qualified to have more powerful equipment.

The battle armor got closer, and his observation of Ye Feng was countless times more serious and careful than Sun Liang.

Ye Feng's eyes widened and he looked back fixedly.

It was rare to get so close, and he was carefully studying the details on the armor, comparing it with his own figurine.

It is a royal armor, a figurine armor, but it is not a pure figurine armor, as if it is mixed with some impurities. ”

Ye Feng blinked, his head leaned forward slightly, wanting to see more carefully.

The way he looked at the armor was clearly a researcher's curiosity, without the slightest awe or desire for the armor.

The pitch-black armor suddenly trembled slightly, and the armor pieces clanged, exuding an indescribable sense of anger.

Ye Feng's eyes angered it.

Rumble!

A gust of wind swept by, and Ye Feng flew out dozens of zhang in an instant, slammed heavily on the wall, and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Sun Liang on the side watched this scene dumbfounded, not understanding what was happening.

However, his mood once again rose from hell to heaven, and he was ecstatic.

Since Ye Feng annoyed the battle armor, Sun Liang's chances of becoming the master of the battle armor were naturally greatly improved. In fact, there are only two people here, two options, one or the other.

The battle armor was obviously agitated and manic to the extreme, scurrying around the entire blood-colored hall, pulling out black phantoms one after another, which was dazzling.

"Damn, the armor spirit in this king's armor must be a madman!"

Ye Feng collapsed on the ground, thinking weakly. The casual blow of the battle armor almost killed him, and the whole person fell apart, and the inside of his body was full of holes.

The situation has become more and more out of control, and the direction is becoming more and more inexplicable.

"Such a crazy and tsundere guy, the next moment is really going to choose that ape boy? It seems that it wants to find a puppet that can control it in its own hands, not a master who can really control it. What a sinister guy!"

Ye Feng squinted his eyes, thinking maliciously.

Just as Ye Feng was thinking, the pitch-black armor stopped, and it seemed that it had vented its emotions and regained its composure.

It suddenly floated towards Sun Liang.

Sun Liang's eyes lit up, as if he realized something, and began to hold his head high.

The armor pieces were sonorous and scattered piece by piece, and the battle armor instantly disintegrated, turning into countless parts, and then rotating around Sun Liang at high speed.

Sonorous sonorous!

With the piercing sound of metal colliding, a tall figure covered in pitch black and wrapped in solid battle armor began to appear in the blood-colored hall, like a demon king, with a monstrous momentum.

(End of chapter)