Chapter 418 Golden Equipment

"Huh? This time these bunch of chickens and dogs actually invaded?"

The old man in white robe finally stood up.

He stood on the second floor of the pavilion and looked into the distance, "I would like to see how these barbarian phantoms with backward equipment can fight against me..."

The moment the white-robed old man dropped the word "dou", his old eyes suddenly trembled.

From the end of the dark land in the distance, batches of extremely tall figures in golden armor came.

It was an army of extremely powerful phantom demons, but at this time they were not wearing shabby armor and equipment at all, but were wearing sets of golden armor, holding golden swords, golden war swords, golden war spears, etc. .

All of them were a large area of golden light, which almost blinded the old man in white robe.

"what's the situation?"

The old man in white robe was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said in a voice: "Why are these barbaric phantoms with atavistic heads suddenly equipped with such powerful golden armor and weapons?"

"Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, what should we do?"

At this time, all the demon guards beside the pavilion looked worried.

"Use the powerful war weapon I refined directly!"

The old man in white robe spoke immediately.

"Boom!"

Almost at that moment, a dozen demon guards worked together to push a huge throwing cart out from the depths of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.

This throwing cart is an important war weapon refined by the dark soul master, the old man in white robe.

The entire body of the throwing vehicle is made of steel. It can throw huge stones and eject steel arrows with thick arms.

Although the Phantom Demon clan has strong soul power and extraordinary talents, their bodies are extremely fragile.

r\u003e

In the past, every time the phantom demon army came to attack, the Land of Ten Thousand Graves relied on this weapon of war to easily crush and shoot countless phantom demons, causing the phantom demon army to retreat steadily.

Because the equipment that the phantom demon army can obtain are all tattered armors and weapons picked up from this ancient tomb.

But today, the situation suddenly changed dramatically.

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, under the command of the old man in white robes, a dozen demon guards immediately released huge stones from the throwing cart, as well as steel arrows and so on.

"when!"

But the scary thing is that those stones, steel arrows, etc., bombarded the phantom soldiers of the phantom army, but they did not cause any substantial damage.

Each phantom soldier was wearing high-grade magic weapon-level golden armor, which instantly withstood those huge rocks and steel arrows.

Although the old man in white robe is a powerful dark soul master, he is not a real weapon refiner after all.

After all, the power of the throwing cart he refined was a little bit low. At this time, it was simply unable to withstand the army of phantom demons wearing golden equipment.

"Hahaha! Go for it!"

When the nine illusory demon lords saw this scene, they were immediately ecstatic, and like a torrent of steel, they instantly rushed towards the center of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.

"Damn it!"

The wrinkled face of the old man in white robe suddenly turned livid.

"The Art of Ten Thousand Tombs!"

"Inferi Puppet!"

The old man in white robe suddenly raised a withered yellow wooden scepter in his hand and chanted. "Huh? This time these bunch of chickens and dogs actually invaded?"

The old man in white robe finally stood up.

He stood on the second floor of the pavilion and looked into the distance, "I would like to see how these barbarian phantoms with backward equipment can fight against me..."

The moment the white-robed old man dropped the word "dou", his old eyes suddenly trembled.

From the end of the dark land in the distance, batches of extremely tall figures in golden armor came.

All of them were a large area of golden light, which almost blinded the old man in white robe.

"what's the situation?"

The white-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said in a voiceless voice: "Why are these barbaric phantoms with atavistic heads suddenly equipped with such powerful golden armor and weapons?"

"Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs, what should we do?"

At this time, all the demon guards beside the pavilion looked worried.

"Use the powerful war weapon I refined directly!"

The old man in white robe spoke immediately.

"Boom!"

Almost at that moment, a dozen demon guards worked together to push a huge throwing cart out from the depths of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.

This throwing cart is an important war weapon refined by the dark soul master, the old man in white robe.

The entire body of the throwing vehicle is made of steel. It can throw huge stones and eject steel arrows with thick arms.

Although the Phantom Demon clan has strong soul power and extraordinary talents, their bodies are extremely fragile.

r\u003e

In the past, every time the phantom demon army came to attack, the Land of Ten Thousand Graves relied on this weapon of war. It could easily kill and shoot countless phantom demons, causing the phantom demon army to retreat steadily.

Because the equipment that the phantom demon army can obtain are all tattered armors and weapons picked up from this ancient tomb.

But today, the situation suddenly changed dramatically.

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, under the command of the old man in white robes, a dozen demon guards immediately released huge stones from the throwing cart, as well as steel arrows and so on.

"when!"

But the scary thing is that those stones, steel arrows, etc., bombarded the phantom soldiers of the phantom army, but they did not cause any substantial damage.

Each phantom soldier was wearing high-grade magic weapon-level golden armor, which instantly withstood those huge rocks and steel arrows.

Although the old man in white robe is a powerful dark soul master, he is not a real weapon refiner after all.

After all, the power of the throwing cart he refined was a little bit low. At this time, it was simply unable to withstand the army of phantom demons wearing golden equipment.

"Hahaha! Go for it!"

When the nine illusory demon lords saw this scene, they were immediately ecstatic, and like a torrent of steel, they instantly rushed towards the center of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.

"Damn it!"

The wrinkled face of the old man in white robe suddenly turned livid.

"The Art of Ten Thousand Tombs!"

"Inferi Puppet!"

The old man in white robe suddenly raised a withered yellow wooden scepter in his hand and chanted.