815 Juntian Armor (2/2)

”There are actually too many pieces!”

One was the chestplate and one was the arm; they were made of the same material.

Zong Shou turned his eyes to the area below the teen. There were many books, but words with strong and intense auras were written on them.

”Father battled so much, however, the various factions of the Cloud Desolate sat on the sidelines, the races gloated...

Only Instant Space Dragon Race struck my country cities, causing Ranwei to run out of grain, being defeated in the end. Ranhuang was able to escape, don't hate the alienation race, only the Instant Space Dragon Race for being despicable! I have nothing that I miss, so the various races and sects can forget about threatening my life. I am filled with rage and I want to die together with the Instant Space Dragon Race. Unfortunately, I failed in the battle and am unable to wipe them all out! How hateful, what a waste...”

Zong Shou was silent and then he sighed.

So this teen was the young descendant of Ranwu King. To be able to kill so many strong dragons here, he did have a bit of the invincible aura of his Father.

He was really clear with what happened with Ranwu King that year. He found 10 battles and killed 10 people in despair, and in the end, he died after exhausting all of his energy.

The entire Cloud World seemed like they came to a common agreement to watch on as he died.

The Instant Space Dragon Race seemed to have deserved such a calamity.

However, to Zong Shou, they weren't wrong either. In battles between races, it didn't matter what one did, it was necessary.

Think about it, the True Dragon Nine Races were the overlords of the Cloud World. In the end, they were suppressed by the human race and were forced to leave the world. How tragic and sad was that?

Just as he was filled with emotions, Little Gold and the others didn't stop.

The restrictions here were all broken due to the battle, like a treasure trove which had been opened up.

Little Gold directly turned into a liquid and spread around. All the expensive metal it passed by had disappeared.

Hanxi and the other 18 silver ants spread out all around the hall.

Balls of silver flames blazed, burning up the bodies of the dragons below.

They turned into threads of golden yellow Xuan Energy, merging into their bodies.

The Blue Fire Xuan Turtle collected some dragon scales from all over and hid them in his shell.

Even Xiaori picked two dragon pellets to swallow.

When Zong Shou returned to his senses, the area in front of him was in a total mess. The entire Dragon Hall was wiped clean by those few fellows.

His mouth was opened wide and he wanted to say that this was Aokun's legacy land, so he had to leave some face for his Brother.

In the end, he closed his mouth and joined in. Anyway, the situation here wouldn't become much worse.

...The dragon flesh was burned and swallowed by Hanxi's silver white flames, the scales belonged to the Blue Fire Xuan Turtle, and as for the spiritual metals, Little Gold ate half of them.

As for the dragon, it was bathing in a ball of golden blood, like it was using the power of the true dragon blood to clear out the impurities in his body.

Zong Shou could only collect those dragon pellets, a total of 300 of them, as well as the dragon tendons, which Hanxi couldn't melt.

He wasn't interested in the dragon bones. As for the claws and teeth, they could be used to craft artifacts. As for the bones, at least he could sell them or make medicine.

However, if it was the former, Aokun would probably kill him. As such, he left the bones here and let them rest in peace.

He pat Ranhuang and the body still stood tall.

He stretched out and took down the arm and chest plate armor.

”Tsk! Items of a dead man once more...”

Although he said this, the items in his hands were undoubtedly treasures that couldn't be asked for.

His arms burned as he cleansed both of the pieces of armor.

He hesitated a little, but he was unable to resist the urge to place the armor on his body.

Three pieces of armor resonated with one another. The moment he put it on, the hooks on the joints all locked onto one another.

An overbearing and dominating intent swept into his mind.

It was like a wave slamming the shore, sweeping over, like a hot knife through butter.

It could barely be compared to when he obtained the Avici Throne.

After the initial defeat, it could form a spiritual sense to fight it and lock it down.

Zong Shou frowned and knew that it was the killing intent and fighting spirit left by Ranwu King.

He was thinking of a way to remove it, but then suddenly, it retreated like a wave and totally disappeared.

He sensed it closely and could still feel the threads of intent remaining within.

A sense of understanding rose up in his heart. If the one who tried to take the armor was of the Dragon Race or of the Instant Space Dragon race, their soul would be smashed in that strike.

However, was it left by Ranwu King or this Ranhuang...

He clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with surprise!

A pair of Juntian Fist Armor could allow his strength to double! Along with this arm armor, his strength not only doubled but increased three times!

What was most shocking was still the red flames. After the three armors merged, the intensity even exceeded his Lightning Blaze Thousand Flash!

Also, the moment he wore the armor, he felt a body protecting energy, similar to that of the Xuanwu Turtle, spread outside of his body.

It was thick and firm, comparable to that of the Blue Fire Xuan Turtle.

”If I had these two items just now, even if Fangjue didn't rush over and Xiao Rang really attacked, I would retreat...”

Then, he frowned. It seemed like he couldn't take off the armor...

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