Just as Lingdang grabbed the magical treasure, the King Kui in the sky at that moment gathered a howling gloomy wind, which formed armor on his body.
Helmet, breastplate, bracers, boots—all were donned by this person. Not only that, the armor cried out from time to time with wails of agony, as if countless resentful spirits were howling, making the armor overflow with flowing light.
Song Yin narrowed his eyes, "Armor transformed from Qi..."
"Senior brother, let's get out of here first!"
Seeing the menacing gloom around them growing stronger, Zhang Fei Xuan, who originally did not want to leave, had no choice but to do so.
The outside was dangerous, but it seemed even more perilous inside!
This Earthly Immortal seemed to be going mad. If they were affected by it even slightly, it would be certain death.
Although senior brother was very strong, Zhang Fei Xuan did not dare take that gamble.
"Wanting to leave?"
