Boom!
The battle was not over yet!
"What? Demon King's Armor?"
"His bloodline power must have grown so concentrated that he can unleash this peerless secret art!"
"That's terrifying! Everyone has the Demon King Bloodline. How are we supposed to fight them?"
On the All Heavens side, everyone looked worried and anxious.
The Devil Race, meanwhile, erupted in cheers.
"Hahahaha... Lord Mo Jin is finally getting serious!"
"That brat is as good as dead!"
"That's the Demon King's Armor! Lord Mo Jin once used it to kill ten Seventh-Step Immortal Lords in under ten breaths!"
Mo Jin was now encased from head to toe in pitch-black armor, wielding a massive spiked club. He looked like the Demon King descended, his savage aura threatening to crush every living soul.
"You should be proud you forced me to bring out my Demon King's Armor!"
"But the game ends here! I'll crush your bones inch by inch!"
Mo Jin sneered and swung his spiked club down again!
"So what if you have the Demon King's Armor?"
"Let's see how many blows from my staff it can take!"
Zhuge Feng's gaze turned cold as he raised his long staff!
Far from afraid, the fire of battle burned even brighter in his eyes.
"Still talking tough when death's at your door?" Mo Jin roared. His armor shook the void, and the starry expanse trembled as he stepped forward.
He held nothing back. Empowered by the Demon King's Armor, his speed, strength, and demonic might all surged. His transformed spiked club became a storm of destruction and hurtled toward Zhuge Feng once more!
This strike far surpassed the last!
"Bring it on!"
Zhuge Feng shouted. The golden giant soared upward, the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron humming as he met the attack without a trace of