I, who became the armor of the devil emperor, was put on by the fairy

And in front of the ancient creatures, a tall and slender figure wearing black magic clothes, uttering magic voice, his tone was lazy and indifferent, with a sneer that didn't care at all.

[Author's digression]: Good night, see you tomorrow

Chapter 158 My Name is Yu

In Luo Xingye's soul sea, there was a terrifying vision, which seemed to be reflected from a distant place.

The vision is a dark world, in which appeared a terrifying ancient creature, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

And in front of these ancient creatures, a tall figure looked at Luo Xingye indifferently.

"Your ability is really great, and you have devoured the way of heaven. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have sensed you."

With a tall figure, his tone was cold and casual, as if he didn't care about anything, and there was a sense of superiority.

Luo Xingye's soul body stared at the tall figure and asked, "Who are you?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and roughly judged that the other party was only a reflection, and would not have a substantial impact on him.

"Me? The former magic armor maker."

The tall figure's tone was filled with interest.

"Are you here to take the magic armor?"

Luo Xingye asked indifferently.

"I will come and fetch it myself, across the deep space and nine heavens and ten earths, and I will also take you away. My magic armor does not need to generate wisdom."

The meaning of the tall figure is obvious, this existence is coming from a distant place, taking away the magic armor and erasing the wisdom.

Luo Xingye frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

Because the other party wants to come from an extremely distant place, it takes a lot of time.

It was barely enough for Luo Xingye to make some preparations.

"Yu is my surname, remember this word."

The tall figure smiled coldly, then slowly disappeared, and the entire vision dissipated.

Luo Xingye's soul didn't move, he was thinking on the spot, and murmured: "Yu?"

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An indistinct power of thoughts emanated from his body, at a very high speed, it rushed out of the cultivation world and went straight to a distant place.

Luo Xingye's face changed slightly, and he said coldly, "The power of thoughts."

As the Lord of the Dao of Heaven, he is aware of the changes in the cultivation world.

Just when he uttered the word "Yu", his own thought power was captured by a creature in a distant place, and he got in touch with it.

This is the power of thought, an ability that only legendary creatures can possess.

Some creatures are too powerful to be recognized by ordinary logic.

If the weak person visualizes these creatures, these creatures will sense it and can reversely lock the position of the weak person.

When Luo Xingye uttered the word "Yu", his position was locked, and a terrifying causal force was generated on his body.

He had an inseparable connection with the master of the magic armor.

"I'm locked in, that guy may appear in front of me in the near future."

Luo Xingye had a headache. He was reborn on the magic armor, which was a passive choice.

He didn't expect that the magic armor had a big history, and now it was causing him trouble.

But if you think about it carefully, the magic armor has the inheritance of the ancient demon, which itself shows that it is extraordinary.

Being targeted by a legendary creature made sense, but Luo Xingye was under a lot of pressure.

"Cultivation, I still have to practice. If I wait like this, I will suffer a catastrophe when that guy comes back."

Luo Xingye sighed, his soul body merged into the soul sea, his eyes opened, and he regained consciousness.

"Hey?"

Lingxuan squatted on the ground, poking his face with her index finger, with a hesitant and tentative expression.

"Stop poking."

Luo Xingye stood up, looking at Lingxuan's gradually reddening face, he lost his mood.

But Ayano didn't feel this way.

When she entered the room, she knew what she should do next, and she couldn't escape.

She took off her clothes on her own and started to walk to the bed.

"Only suck spiritual blood."

Luo Xingye sighed, but soon his expression was stunned, because now he was already in the second level of demon spirit.

Mortal spiritual blood has no effect on him.

Lingxuan was surprised, but rejoiced in her heart, because she didn't have to do that kind of thing anymore.

It's just that I didn't feel happy for a long time, and went to bed again.

Luo Xingye said that he couldn't cultivate and needed to be comforted.

Not long after, there was the sound of hands slapping belly in the room, and underwear such as bellybands and obscene pants were scattered on the floor.

Meanwhile, Luo Xingye and Ayano began to do yoga.

Sometimes it's on the table, sometimes it's by the window, sometimes it's one person standing while the other is being held.

A day later, Lingxuan walked out with weak legs.

Afterwards, some weak stone statues specially cleaned entered the room to clean up.

They were surprised to find that the house was in a mess.

The teapots, cups and plates on the table were scattered all over the floor, and there was a butt mark on the table, which was very damp.

There was a puddle of water on the ground by the window.