Chapter 1217 Juwei "Qiang Qiang Qiang ......"

It's just a moment, because of the provocation of Long Yueguan, those ironclad people who were originally lifeless and did not have the slightest fluctuation, a pair of dead and empty eyes were lit up with red light, and the rusty iron armor also had lines circulating, it looked like a mysterious formation, and then, a sonorous sound of gold and iron resounded, and hundreds of ironclad people all pulled out the iron sword in their hands, and a solemn aura spread, terrifying.

"Retreat!"

Feng Hao kept making the handprints that turned the sky, smashing them towards the pile of ironclad people, and there was a burst of shouts in his mouth, and the group retreated hundreds of meters almost in a breath.

It's just that the strange situation happened, those ironclad people did not pursue, but stopped in place, but, when the huge handprints came, they raised the iron sword in their hands, and the handprints were smashed, and the huge energy tide swept in the channel, scraping off the rust on the ironclad people, but, their figures were unshakable, let the strong wind howl, but it could not affect them in the slightest, and the lines on their bodies became brighter and brighter, and the iron armor on their bodies that originally looked quite old also took on a new look, and the cold light was very great, as if it was newly cast。

"Hiss......"

Even if they didn't chase after it, after seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and their eyes were shocked.

"Oh, these damn things won't all reach the realm of the Martial King, right?"

Looking at the cracked tiger's mouth, the corners of Long Yueguan's mouth twitched fiercely, glanced at the rows of ironclad people in the distance, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Hundreds of ironclad people in the realm of Martial Kings, if they rush up, they will definitely have only one way to die!

With his words, everyone's hearts sank.

Although Long Yueguan was reckless, his strength was undoubted, even if it was the Four Realms of Wuzun, it was impossible to be indifferent under his axe, and moreover, he would be shocked and injured.

This only shows that these ironclad people have gone beyond the realm of Wuzun.

Feng Hao's brows furrowed deeply, frowning into a 'several' word.

Although there is no danger at the moment, they must pass through this passage, these ironclad people are blocking here, how do they get through?

Hundreds of ironclad people, this is not easy to deal with, maybe even the three people of the 'immortal' organization, I am afraid that if they encounter these ironclad people, they will have a headache.

Because, the lines on the armor on the armor of these ironclad people are faintly similar to the lines on the clothes of the 'immortal' organization, so they can be immune to those strong winds, and even the strong winds that even the powerhouses of the third or fourth realms of Wuzun can't withstand are just removing the rust on their bodies.

It can be seen that their defense is extraordinary.

"What should I do? Or do you want to change the channel?"

Being stared at by those red eyes, everyone felt a little hairy, and Long Yueguan put forward his own opinions to Feng Hao.

"Do you think those passages will be easier to pass through than this one?"

Feng Hao exhaled deeply before he said flatly.

After he said this, everyone's hearts moved, and immediately the corners of their mouths were hung with a thick wry smile.

Indeed, the route pointed out by the strange little beast in Feng Hao's arms should not be the most difficult to follow, because, when entering the outer tomb, this strange little beast directly pointed out the location of the inner tomb, and Xue Mo was just responsible for judging the bad luck.

After Feng Hao said this, Long Yueguan suddenly smiled and scratched his head.

"Nine passages, this one is a living road...... In short, the degree of ferocity of each of the nine passages is about the same, but five of the nine passages are absolute dead ends, but not this one. ”

Xue Mo, who was standing at the back of the darkest place, also spoke lightly.

"Brother Feng, what now?"

After a little silence, Xie Yandong asked Feng Hao.

Unconsciously, everyone seems to have become accustomed to Feng Hao, and every time they encounter a difficult problem, they will ask Feng Hao's opinion.

For some reason, they seemed to believe that there seemed to be nothing that Feng Hao couldn't do.

This mood is strange and bizarre, but after spending some time with Feng Hao, such a seed has been planted in their hearts.

Powerful and wise!

He seems to have no shortcomings, nor does he act impulsively, and he thinks about the causes and retreats of everything he does, just like an old fox who has been in the world for a long time.

He won't do anything that suffers!

"Attack with all your might!"

Feng Hao's eyes shimmered with purple light, and he glanced at these ironclad people for a long time before he let out a deep sigh, and pinched his handprint, and began to condense the handprints that turned the sky, and the terrifying power slowly spread within this passage.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the next period of time, there were all kinds of shocks in this passage, monstrous flames, terrifying thunder, endless ice seas, constantly flashing, enveloping all the ironclad people, bombarding wildly, and the cold wind was whistling in the passage.

It's just that, whether it is the sea of fire that burns the world, or the terrifying thunder, all kinds of attacks, but they don't seem to have caused much trauma to these ironclad people, their movements are still clean and neat, and the iron armor on their bodies is very bad, if it is possessed by divine armor, immune to everything, still indifferent.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be a little discouraged, but the attack in their hands has not stopped, on the contrary, the means of attack emerge in endlessly, constantly bombarding the ironclad man.

All of this comes from the earth-shaking handprint condensed in Feng Hao's hands!

It has been more than ten minutes, and the power spread out of the pitch-black handprint has gradually surpassed the realm of Wuzun and is ascending towards a higher realm.

"How strong is his flesh?!"

When the power level of his earth-turning handprint reached the level of the Martial King Governor realm, Xie Yandong and the others all showed an extremely shocked look in their eyes.

Whether it was such a magical secret technique that could infinitely increase power, or Feng Hao's endurance, it was beyond the scope of common sense that they knew.

And Xue Mo, who was standing behind the most cloud, was bent on figuring out what kind of energy was condensed by the handprint, but he had been in vain, which made him feel quite depressed.

Feng Hao seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil on his body, in a fog, which made it impossible for people to see through and penetrate his nothingness.