The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 415 Desperate, Blood Prison Robe

Now that the matter has come to this point, Jiang Qiancheng is no longer in a hurry, and said with a smile on his face: "How can you guess the treasure of the holy religion!"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you are just a pawn, you may not know that much."

Murong Chuan shrugged his shoulders as if suddenly enlightened, causing the veins on Jiang Qiancheng's forehead to jump violently, and the dark red blood line on the surface of the armor suddenly brightened.

"Murong Chuan, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you and turn it into food for the holy robe!"

Jiang Qiancheng snorted angrily, and with a casual move, the heavy ax flew back into his hand automatically, and was instantly covered by the armor, blending with the armor.

Just a moment after the heavy ax was wrapped, the power of the magic weapon, which was already very powerful, increased by another [-]%.

"Damn, even magic weapons can boost, what the hell is this!"

Murong Chuan screamed in horror, the flame wings behind him suddenly fanned, and he dodged to the side at a high speed, and continued to dodge in a zigzag line.

"You can't escape. From the moment you decided to ambush me, you were doomed to die."

Jiang Qiancheng grinned grinningly and dodged from left to right, biting Murong Chuan's figure tightly.As long as Murong Chuan was a little slower, he would be cut in half by the heavy axe.

"What's the matter, don't run away, aren't you resourceful? Why are you like a mouse, you can only run and dodge?"

Jiang Qiancheng hangs behind Murong Chuan in a leisurely manner, sarcastically resentful and harsh, as if he wants to pour out all the humiliation.

"Tch, you are a fool, you are not going to escape and you will be beaten to death. Running does not mean cowardice, it is ridiculous to stand stupidly waiting to die."

The flame wings kept fanning, and Murong Chuan bickered as he fled, quickly adjusting his physical condition to adapt to the battle state with the monks in the Shenqiao Realm.

"Did you figure out the Shenqiao state? Since you are stubborn, let me let you understand the gap!"

Jiang Qiancheng kept changing directions to chase after him. Although it was difficult to catch Murong Chuan at the moment, he was able to do so easily and effortlessly.

In an instant, the blood lines on Jiang Qiancheng's armor flickered brightly and darkly, and the dead red light converged on the heavy axe, releasing an indescribable terrifying pressure.

"Don't die, Blood Prison·Pluto Roar!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared sickly, and then he slashed down with the force of the heavy axe, and the half-foot-wide blood-colored beam roared and exploded, completely submerging the dodging Murong Chuan.

"Don't die. If you die, the game will be boring later."

Jiang Qiancheng licked his lips, murmured unintelligible words sickly, and stared blankly at the place where the red light was violent.

When the dust from the explosion dissipated and the red light gradually disappeared without a trace, Murong Chuan's figure was gradually revealed.

Realizing that Murong Chuan was not dead, Jiang Qiancheng immediately showed a sick smile, but when he saw Murong Chuan's appearance clearly, his expression instantly became horrifying.

Not only Jiang Qiancheng's complexion changed drastically, but everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they showed incredible expressions.

Even though she had been with Murong Chuan day and night for more than half a year, Shang Yuyao, who thought she knew Murong Chuan very well, opened her mouth in astonishment.

Murong Chuan Xuanjing Crow Nine Clothes for body protection, and suet white jade armor, after being hit, it didn't leave the slightest scar.

Not to mention that the treasure was destroyed, the magic weapon didn't even have a trace of stain, as if the terrorist attack just now was just to tickle the Xuanjing Crow's Nine Clothes.

"Impossible, impossible, even if the blow just now did not use all its strength, it still has the power of the bridge of the gods, how could it not be injured at all!"

Jiang Qiancheng involuntarily took two steps back, hesitating in disbelief, completely unable to believe the result in front of him.

"Your uncle, young master, this is the Xuanjing Crow's Nine Clothes, the treasure of the Baizhou Dynasty. In fact, you can guess it when you wait for Xiaoxiao."

Murong Chuan pinched his waist with his hands and looked up to the sky and laughed, that villain looked so successful that he deserved as much beating as he wanted.

After the Xuanjing Crow Nine Clothes were strengthened and formed, Murong Chuan had the feeling that he could withstand a blow from the Shenqiao Realm, but he did not expect the effect to be far beyond his imagination.

The true blood of the Xuanjia Turtle and the Mother Qi of all things, together strengthen and transform the Xuanjing Crow's Nine Clothes, it is definitely the best among defensive spiritual treasures.

"Impossible, impossible, the Blood Prison Saint Robe is extremely powerful, it can be connected with my power, it is impossible not to break the little Xuanjing Crow Nine Clothes!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared up to the sky, the blood lines on the armor quickly brightened and darkened, just like his emotions.

"Then I don't know. Maybe your realm is fake, maybe you were deceived, or you used a special method to advance, which weakened your combat power."

Murong Chuan joked half-truthfully, grabbed the silk ribbon of water around his waist with his left hand and pulled it slightly, the ribbon slowly fell to the ground and deformed at a very fast speed, and soon turned into another Murong Chuan.

These are the three magic weapons commonly used by Murong Chuan, the flame wings bless speed and change direction rhythm, and the water silk sash is responsible for siege and confusion.

The mirror image of water before was formed by the illusion of water silk.

The two identical Murong Chuan stood side by side, their aura, magic weapon, power, and expression were perfectly reproduced like looking in a mirror.

Even if Jiang Qiancheng saw with his own eyes that Murong Chuan on the left was transformed, he still wasn't sure that it was fake.

The two Murong Chuan raised their right hands at the same time, a golden light bloomed in their palms, and a golden flying sword slowly took shape, emitting an extremely sharp chill.

"If you can't break through the Xuanjing Crow's Nine Clothes, then I won't be polite, let's taste the power of the Golden Pattern Sword first."

The two Murong Chuan spoke at the same time, their voices overlapped and echoed but they were exactly the same, as if both were real and there was no mirror image at all.

Intimidated by Murong Chuan's aura, Jiang Qiancheng was stunned for a while, then suddenly regained consciousness, and said angrily, "Damn it, don't be mad, I..."

But before he finished speaking, Murong Chuan suddenly launched a surprise attack.The two Murong Chuan, one on the left and the other on the right, each carrying a golden sword, attacked Jiang Qiancheng's flanks.

"Shameless, you actually took advantage of my unpreparedness to sneak attack!"

The rainbow exploded all over Jiang Qiancheng's body, and the violent force swept in all directions. He danced the heavy ax so tightly that the two figures were firmly sealed off.

"I've always been shameless, and it's not like you don't know it. Jianzhong·Golden Sword's funeral!"

Murong Chuan pursed his lips and complained, as if he was looking at an idiot, and the golden long sword in his hand shattered, turning into countless small blades and sweeping across Jiang Qiancheng.

The golden pattern sword was like a ball of light, and after it exploded, it gathered into a drizzle of light, allowing Murong Chuan to easily control it, completely submerging Jiang Qiancheng.

The golden pattern sword is Murong Chuan's manifestation magic weapon, which is fundamentally different from the Dao pattern sword, and also has stronger power.

Jiang Qiancheng let out a miserable howl, even if he was wearing a full body armor, he couldn't defend against the pervasive golden thread.

Countless golden threads seemed to come alive, crazily cutting every inch of Jiang Qiancheng's skin, and getting into every crevice.

"Damn, damn, damn! The holy robe of the blood prison is with me, and the power of the blood sacrifice is infused!"

Jiang Qiancheng raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, and thin scarlet threads shot out from the armor, entangled the two black-robed men in the distance, and wanted to suck blood.

The two men in black robes quickly withered and decayed, and soon turned into two mummified corpses, while Jiang Qiancheng's aura kept rising!