Another incense-burning time passed.
The golden color on the surface of the armor slowly flowed down the body of the armor.
Ding Hao sealed these golden bodies.
This is a kind of divine gold, named, and it is also a rare divine material. It is the material for casting artifacts. It can be seen that when the caster of the Divine Court re-refined this armor, he also spent a lot of money to restore it. Powerful, but unfortunately the method was not appropriate and this divine gold was wasted.
When all the golden flesh was peeled off, the armor finally revealed its true colors—
Like a skeleton that is about to collapse at any time, it has human-shaped bones. It is very anthropomorphic. It is cast from some unknown and mysterious material. It appears light gray, and every part is covered with mottled rust. , as if it will turn into a pile of rust if the wind blows.
To be precise, it was simply a blue-grey humanoid skeleton.
Ding Hao was a little surprised. This kind of armor was even weirder than the previous golden appearance.
"It has decayed to this extent." Dao Zu sighed, "Huh? No, it looks like it was smashed into pieces and suffered serious injuries. It is really hard to imagine that with its power at the time, what could anyone do? Hurt it?"
Jianzu said: "When the catastrophe of the era comes, you and I almost turned into fly ash, let alone it. However, it is very rare to be able to preserve this skeleton."
Under his guidance, Ding Hao continued to smelt the skeleton-like armor with Bi Fang's fire.
The words taught by the Sword Ancestor were extremely complicated and obscure, and Ding Hao could only comprehend them while smelting them.
This is a process that consumes quite a lot of mind and spirit.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly Ding Hao felt an extremely weak fluctuation of consciousness, like the chaotic thoughts of a newborn baby, blending with Ding Hao's consciousness like a gossamer.
Then Ding Hao noticed that the blue-grey skeleton hand bones moved slightly.
Then something strange happened. The blue-gray skeleton suddenly seemed to melt, and every part of the body began to glow with blue light. The metal skeleton covered with rust looked like a small breast exposed to the sun. It squirms like a cake and eventually completely liquefies.
The cyan sperm keeps flowing towards the middle part.
In the blink of an eye, the entire metal skeleton turned into a cyan liquid metal ball with a diameter of half a meter, and began to shrink continuously. Like a tempering process, the ball rotated at high speed and continued to condense, until finally It turned into a cyan ball the size of a fist, blooming with bright light.
It seems that cyan is its true color.
"It's done, put it away." Sword Ancestor said with a little joy: "Although it has suffered heavy damage, I didn't expect that its core is still well preserved. It is so warm and nourished that it may be able to return to its heyday one day in the future. The power of."
Ding Hao waved.
The cyan ball of light fell on his palm, with a slightly cool temperature, and a sigh of vicissitudes that spanned time and space. In a dazed moment, Ding Hao seemed to hear a long sigh.
Then a strange wave of consciousness merged into Ding Hao's sea of consciousness.
This was a very strange feeling. Ding Hao suddenly realized that he had a lot of strange knowledge, which was exactly how to control this cyan light group.
"What an exquisite armor!"
Ding Hao couldn't help but admired.
As soon as his mind moved, a rustling voice came, and the cyan light ball the size of a fist melted again, spreading down Ding Hao's arms like water patterns, and then covering his chest, waist, abdomen, legs and feet... Finally, Ding Hao's entire body was completely covered. They were all wrapped up, forming a cyan film on the body surface, leaving only the eyes exposed.
"There is no weight at all, just like wearing a light gauze garment." Ding Hao moved his body, feeling extremely light and not affected at all.
Controlling the mysterious energy, he formed an ice mirror in front of him.
Ding Hao stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help laughing. When he looked in the mirror, he seemed to be wrapped in a ball of cyan mud, with only two eyeballs rolling around, just like a monster. .
"It's a little hard to see."
Ding Hao carefully recalled the control method, and then with a thought, the cyan robe wrapped around his body began to squirm and change, and finally turned into a soft cyan robe, attached to Ding Hao's body. When the breeze blew, the robe was still Drifting in the wind.
It can actually turn into clothes.
It's so amazing.
Basically, as Ding Hao's mind changed, Ding Hao tried again. He could also transform into armor, tight-fitting night clothes, cloaks, hats, and even underwear... As long as it was related to clothing, he could control it and transform it.
Ding Hao never thought that there was such a wonderful armor in the world.
I really don’t know what kind of magical material this cyan metal ** is. It can actually produce such a variety of changes. It’s just like the liquid metal man in the previous science fiction blockbuster Terminator. It can be seen that the one who refined it in the first place. Existence, how powerful is it
Ding Hao could feel that after this armor was added to his body, his defense power would definitely increase greatly.
This armor can withstand even a blow from a powerful mid-level god.
"Its name was once called. This name has long been lost in the torrent of time. Now that it is too damaged and has lost its former power, and its owner has died, this name is no longer suitable. You can Give it a new name." Daozu suggested.
Ding Hao thought for a while and said: "Let's just call it. There is also a month, so it should be used to commemorate its glory in the past."
"New Moon Armor? Not bad." Sword Ancestor approved.
"If you drop a drop of essence and blood into the sacrificial refining, it will completely belong to you," Sword Ancestor said again: "I will tell you the method of gentle repair. If you have the opportunity in the future, find some other magical materials and immortal materials to repair it. , this battle suit alone is enough for you to dominate the world."
Ding Hao nodded, and with a thought, the suit on his body shrank and shrank, re-condensing into the cyan liquid ball of light, but he did not drip any essence or blood for the sacrifice.
"This treasure was obtained because of Jie Yu's desperate attack. It should belong to her." Ding Hao looked at the unconscious Valkyrie next to him and made a decision.
"You..." Sword Ancestor was stunned and said: "Xiao Dingzi, please think clearly, the weight of this battle suit is no worse than the immortal medicine Yaoyin. If it can be restored to its former style, it can even be comparable to the immortal weapon. You Just give up like this?”
Ding Hao lowered his head and looked at Xie Jieyu who was in a coma. Infinite tenderness surged in his heart. He smiled slightly and said, "No matter how invincible the divine creature in the world is, it can't compare to her heart for me."
Jianzu was speechless.
Daozu was also stunned, and after a long while he murmured: "Now I know why those beautiful girls like you. Damn it, you are really willing to spend a lot of money to pick up girls!"
Ding Hao: "..."
"If it weren't for such a pure heart, you wouldn't be able to achieve what you are today. Madam Madam and I did not misjudge the person." Jian Zu praised.
Ding Hao just smiled.
On this day, he still stayed in the farmyard, staying by Xie Jieyu's side without leaving for a quarter of an hour.
Most of the injuries in Valkyrie's body have recovered, but because she consumed too much energy, she is still in a semi-conscious state. Ding Hao personally used the magic medicine to refine a few elixirs that warmed the consciousness and entered Xie Jieyu's mouth. to help her recover as quickly as possible.
There are still terrifying power fluctuations coming from the Luosheng Mountains in the distance.
The entire Shizui City is trembling in such terrifying fluctuations. Countless ordinary warriors and creatures are trembling in fear, fearing that the war will escalate. If a high-level god-level powerhouse intervenes, the entire Shizui City will turn into a barbaric place of death. , when the time comes, all living beings will be devastated, bleeding and drifting away.
In the blink of an eye, night has enveloped the earth again.
Endless immortal energy spurted out from the central area of Luo Sheng Mountain. The figure of the strong man passed through the sky like a stream of light, and waves of terrifying power exploded, like bright fireworks.
And the blooming of every firework represents the fall of an absolutely strong man.
"The immortal weapon has not yet been born, but more powerful gods have already taken action... In the void of the cave, they have become terrifying mortal enemies. Demigods will never be spared," Ding Hao looked at the Luo Sheng Mountains. The direction could not help but be frightened.
I don’t know if my father took action at this time
The elixir and medicine are extremely important to my mother, and I am afraid that he will never miss it.
Ding Hao was a little worried.
At this moment, Ding Hao suddenly had a warning sign, noticed something, and hid in the collapsed hut.
The next moment, there was a ghostly figure in the courtyard under the moonlit night. The black robe seemed to blend into the shadow of the courtyard. A bronze mask with a ghostly face that didn't seem to be crying or smiling, added to the mystery under the moonlight. A bit scary and sinister.
Yes descendant.
How did he get here
Ding Hao was slightly shocked.
This man's strength is terrifying. He possesses the lost magical power of the Ghost Sect, which is mysterious and unpredictable. But shouldn't he be fighting for the elixir in the void of the cave? Why did you leave and come here? Could it be that he is following himself
Ding Hao thought for a moment and shook his head.
He probably didn't leave any clues.
At this moment, a strange change occurred again. Under the bright snowy moonlight, suddenly there was another person. He was dressed in white and had an indescribable aura of loneliness. His black hair was flowing, and his face was always surrounded by a cloud. The faint silver mist of chaos blocked the original appearance.
This man appeared extremely abruptly, as if he was standing there.
The moment he saw this person, the descendant's body trembled slightly, and then he stared at the figure and sneered: "Friend, how long are you going to chase me? Don't bully others too much!"
Ding Hao was secretly surprised.
It turns out that the heir was chased here by this figure in white clothes like snow. With his strength and magical power, someone could actually force him to this extent
"Follow me back." The figure in white clothes like snow said quietly.
His voice was calm and indifferent, and you could tell he was a very young man.
"Where to go?" the messenger asked.
"You'll know when you get there." The figure in white clothes like snow said.
"Impossible." The successor sneered: "I still have something important to do. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being rude."
There was a bit of fear in his tone, obviously he didn't want to fight with this person unless it was absolutely necessary.
The young man in white clothes said: "Your way is wrong, I am doing it for your own good."
Jie Jie, the heir to the Netherworld Ghost Sect, sneered: "There are three thousand avenues, each one goes to one side. Who are you? Are you qualified to care about which path I cultivate?"
The young man in white clothes like snow said: "There are three thousand avenues. Each one should go one way. I don't care what path others follow. I only care about you."
"You..." The descendant of the Netherworld Ghost Sect was furious, but in the next moment, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he seemed to suddenly understand something, and said: "I know, you come from that place."
"Not bad." The young man in white clothes nodded.