The golden armor gave birth to wings, flew into the air, and then flew unhurriedly towards the light barrier. Several Jindan monks hurriedly attacked with spells, but to no avail. The Eternal Soul Steel didn't seem to eat spell damage, and the armor made by the Demon Clan for hand-to-hand combat was far stronger than the physical bodies of these Jindan monks. There is no chance of winning in melee combat.

All of a sudden, a few Jindan monks had no way to take this armor!

Li Xianjiu roared angrily: "What about your spells, where are your magic weapons, have they all been fed to the dogs?"

The middle-aged beauty mocked: "Didn't your pure world divine power not keep him?"

Li Xianjiu was about to attack, but Zhai Difeng stopped him: "Forget it, the guardian has been weakened after millions of years of erosion, but the material is still soul steel, which is a peerless material that can forge mysterious weapons, weak in attack but strong in defense." We couldn't knock him down in a short time, but he couldn't knock us down either. Next time we have a target, we can set up a trap and take him down in one fell swoop. ”

A Jin Dan licked his lips: "The soul steel that gathered by itself due to residual obsession...... Maybe it's even stronger than ordinary soul steel!"

The other Jin Dan looked at the slowly flying armor with hatred, and said, "You actually look down on us......"

They don't know that it's not that Wang Qi deliberately slowed down, but that Wang Qi couldn't get up.

"Hell...... The Holy Flame has brought the armor back to life, causing my control over this armor to drop greatly!"

Soul steel is the product of the essence of hardware injected into a large number of souls and then repeatedly forged, all souls are crushed and then perfectly forged into one. By injecting spiritual light into it, the power of these scattered souls will form a temporary whole, and Wang Qi's will will be equal to the will of this "armored soul". Therefore, it is easy to wield this armor. But after injecting the Holy Flame that is more focused on the flesh. The armor is revived. With his own "instinct", Wang Qi is not easy to control.

"Hurry up...... Wang Qi was anxious, "You must enter that ruin before the holy light runs out!"

Fortunately, 99 seconds is a minute and a half, which is not a short time. Wang Qi walked in front of that barrier before time ran out. Wang Qi's speed did not slow down and he crashed directly into the barrier. It turned out to be as Shin had expected, and he passed through the barrier without hindrance.

After passing through the barrier, the armor landed on all fours and ran wildly. Wang Qi used the last few seconds to gallop wildly on the Demon Clan's Divine Road, and only stopped when he entered the temple. He immediately disarmed. The armor that had already "come to life" was "dead" in an instant. Split into several parts and fell to the ground.

After Wang Qi temporarily ordered the live armor just now, this armor actually adjusted its shape by itself and condensed into a set!

Wang Qi got out of the armor and just wanted to put it away, but he was dizzy, but he almost fell to the ground!

Zhen Yanzi hurriedly said: "Boy, what's wrong with you?

"This should be the Demon Clan's means of preventing the enemy's refining of the Soul Steel Armor. Wang Qi pressed his forehead and sat cross-legged on the ground: "I said in my dream." ”

Masako still wonders why. But immediately, an inexplicable suction force was transmitted to him, as if trying to pull him to the bottom of consciousness. After all, the true exposition was once Mahayana. It is still possible to resist this suction. But he remembered Wang Qi's words just now and did not resist. Let that power pull your consciousness to the bottom.

In the midst of the darkness, Masako saw Wang Qi. At this time, he was sitting on a Taishi chair, which was facing a large stage, and there was a small table next to it, on which was placed a light of tea, the tea soup was yellow, accompanied by a few refreshments such as bean flour cake, pea yellow flower cake, milk roll, rose cake, etc.

Wang Qi was also startled when he saw Zhen Yanzi: "I'll take it, old man, what did Chenfeng eat for you?"

The real man in front of Wang Qi was actually an old man dressed in black Taoist clothes, with a one-foot-five-inch tiger beard, showing his majesty.

It was the image that Masako used a few years ago when she tried her best to support her dream with him.

Zhen Ziqi said: "The old man was like this ten thousand years ago, what's so strange." ”

Wang Qi shook his head: "No, no, no, this is my dream, if you only have one consciousness here, then your image should be set by me." ”

"What image should the old man be in your mind?"

"A big ball of light?" Wang Qi said uncertainly.

Zhenzi's face darkened, and he suddenly didn't want to talk to Wang Qi.

Wang Qiyou looked at Zhen Yanzi twice, and felt quite regretful in his heart. This old man, this face, who wants to be graceful and forced, how can he become a tease after 10,000 years?

However, the fact that Masako came with a body can be regarded as a surprise to Wang Qi. This means that the true explanatory son has found a way to restore the soul in the secret method given by Chenfeng, and it is done according to the method of the present method.

And the more powerful Makoko is, the more beneficial it will be for Wang Qi to do next.

Zhen Xianzi was puzzled: "What do you kid want to do?"

Wang Qi motioned for him to look at the stage. There was an unprecedented drama going on on that stage. Thousands of "actors" staged a play on it. After taking a closer look, all the dramas on the stage are "martial arts", and all the "plays" are fighting!

Cruel, bloody, majestic, vicious battles, roaring heaven and earth, fearless!

"It's ......" said that the expression of the real explanatory child could be in the middle. He felt the power of these scenes.

This is not the illusion of the showmanship above, but the brilliance of the will that is enough to compare to the martial arts fist intent!

Although it was a little confusing.

"This is something that has been brewing in the soul steel for millions of years, the fragment of the consciousness of the powerhouse of the ancient demon clan, and it is also a mechanism of the soul steel armor to prevent others from refining. Wang Qi pointed to the stage and said, "As long as it is not refined according to the standard method, these eternal wills will be poured into the soul of the user. If the user is immortal, he will inevitably increase his strength, but he will also be washed of himself. ”

Zhen Yanzi looked at Wang Qi suspiciously: "Why are you okay?"

Wang Qi laughed: "Ben Shao is talented......"

"Let's be honest. ”

"It's just talented. Wang Qi shrugged: "This mechanism is for the demon race, because the demon race mainly relies on the soul to think - but I am a human race." The soul of the human race is very strong among the races in Shenzhou, but it is still not worth mentioning compared to the brain. Before the Yuan Shen Period, the main thinking organ of the human race was the brain! Polluting the soul? My 'Shangqing Spirit Treasure' is no longer in the soul at all!"

Compared to ordinary demon races, the human race is indeed talented.

"It doesn't seem to be without effect. ”

Wang Qi nodded and admitted, "Indeed." The soul was an auxiliary organ to me when I came, and it still influences my temperament and way of thinking. I had to temporarily sever the connection between my brain and my soul......"

Zhen Yanzi was shocked: "You still have this ability?"

"It's just a reversal of "Between the Songs". ”

The "Songs Between the Songs" was originally to suppress the brain, so that the cultivators could use the soul to think, and at the same time, a "Cartesian theater" was artificially created to enable the cultivators to examine themselves from an absolutely objective perspective and temper their will. The reverse use of "The Song Collection" is to completely suppress the soul, use the brain alone, and examine the soul from an objective perspective. The will that is poured into the soul becomes a play on the stage for oneself, and it will not affect one's personality.

Masako asked, "What do you want me to come in?"

"Terrans are social creatures, and with a companion to follow, they will naturally have a little more confidence when fighting these things, and even if they are calm, they will inevitably react like this. Wang Qi glanced at Majiko: "Originally, I wanted you to be a companion with me and take it here, but since you have the strength, then by the way, help me kill all the unfavorable illusions in the dream." ”

Makoko bowed slightly, feeling that it was finally time for her to show her skills. At this time, a third voice appeared in the dream that was different from Wang Qi and Masako: "Good idea, and the cultivation method is also very exquisite. ”

Suddenly the extra voice was that of a middle-aged scribe. He was dressed in a simple white robe, I don't know what year it was, and he had a beard but it didn't make people feel rude, but he looked calm.

Zhen Xianzi smiled: "You nightmare demon, you still praise yourself?"

Wang Qi's face was solemn: "This doesn't seem to be a demon......

Zhen Yanzi pulled out his sword with a relaxed face and walked towards the middle-aged scribe: "It's nothing, and look at the old man, I'll kill him for you...... Ahh

With a short cry of pain, I saw that the middle-aged scribe stretched out a finger and actually flew the True Interpretation bullet out.

Wang Qi looked speechlessly at Zhen Xianzi who fell to the ground: "Old man, can you waste a little more?" (to be continued......)