And the woman they loved is not having a good time either.
Feng Xingying's current situation is a bit desperate.
Qin Molin did it for her own good, locking her up and letting her play with the spiritual weapon to identify its owner, but Feng Xingying was thinking about Qin Molin.
Since there was no other choice, Feng Xingying risked his life and prepared to subdue the soul-locking armor as quickly as possible.
The conditions for soul-locking armor to be recognized as its owner are not too harsh. After all, it is a refined piece of equipment meant for people to wear.
However, this thing requires time to temper. One month is enough for a person with good qualifications and strong strength. If you are weak, you can extend this time, and you can always do it.
But Feng Xingying didn't believe it, she didn't believe that she really needed a month.
When Feng Xingying entered the soul-locking armor trial, he had already contacted the soul-locking armor's weapon spirit, and Feng Xingying's attitude was very firm:
"I will give you no more than three days. After three days, either you will recognize me as your Lord and let me out. Or, I will destroy you."
"I have never seen such an arrogant human being. Do you know that your husband spent three years building this soul-locking armor for you! Can you bear to ruin it like this?" The soul-locking armor cannot understand Feng at all. Star Shadow's thoughts.
At this time, Feng Xingying's eyes were as cold as a knife, and his aura surged out: "I know, but I have a reason and persistence to go out. I believe in my own strength. If I, the majestic goddess of the Divine Phoenix Clan, can even lock the soul... If you can’t hold it back, what’s the point?”
The weapon spirit of the soul-locking armor has never faced such a strong and powerful master, and he feels a little guilty: "You are right, but everything has laws..."
"Nothing, my rule for Feng Xingying is that the strong conquer the weak. Today I am stronger than you, so I will make the rules, and you have to follow them. If you want to make the rules, you can defeat me!"
Defeat you
It's just an armor, not a magic weapon!
What's more, you are a heir to the blood of the Gods and a terrifyingly powerful person who has fallen out of the category of a normal human being. How can a small weapon spirit defeat you
But the Soul-locking Armor Weapon Spirit also has a unique trick: Don't admit defeat, let it go, or fight!
Yes, there is no losing if you don’t fight. Don't let her out anyway.
"I'll count to three. If you don't respond, then I'll have to break this rag." After Feng Xingying said that, he started counting down.
"three."
"two."
"one."
Soul Locking Armor continues to pretend to be dead!
"Very good." A cruel smile appeared on Feng Xingying's lips: "Since you are disobedient, what do I need from you?"
Feng Xingying closed her eyes, took out the Lihuang Sword in her hand, and poured her spiritual power into it. The firebird whizzed out from the tip of the sword and flew out, creating a scorching wave of fire in front of her, forming a blazing shadow. , rolling like a huge red cloud, in full bloom, wanting to tear apart all space.
"Are you serious!" Soul Locking Armor was anxious. It was just a spiritual weapon armor, and it was an armor that did not recognize its owner. It could not even exert 30% of its own strength.
Only by finding the master, with the blessing and stimulation of the master's spiritual power, can it be strengthened according to the master's strength.
To put it bluntly, the current soul-locking armor is just a showpiece. The raging and fierce flames of Feng Xingying are enough to tear him apart, forcefully tear open a hole in the space he created, and even shatter it.
If that were the case, this soul-locking armor would be completely scrapped, so it was anxious.
Unfortunately, this time it was Feng Xingying's turn to be calm and not answer.