After coming out of the Treasure Pavilion, compared with when they first came in, the strength of this group of people was greatly reduced. The swords on their backs were destroyed by self-destruction, and several disciples of the ninth level of the spirit were killed. The most important thing is that this
There is almost no one in the group who is not injured. The consumption is already high, but we just had a battle with our own people, and the consumption is even greater!
This is the main palace. Zi Jinshan took the spirit stone to absorb the spiritual power and told everyone: "Now this is the last area of King Yan's tomb. King Yan must be in this main palace!"
Some Lingxu disciples were nervous. Look here, look over there. The surrounding dim environment was so quiet that it was terrifyingly dark. From time to time they made some weird noises. Not to mention them, even a few monks from the Yuanxu stage.
Everyone was extremely nervous!
Now, everyone has long lost the ambition they had when they first came in, and instead they are extremely cautious.
As they walked, Xiling Hou at the front stopped. Yi Yun and Jiang Fan also stopped there. The corner of Yi Yun's mouth slightly raised: "It seems that the last big ghost is about to appear!~"
Huh... gusts of sinister wind blew by. The strong resentment in the wind made people feel uncomfortable. Some disciples in the spiritual deficiency stage even had weak legs and sat down on the ground.
This aura is definitely at the peak of the Demon Soul, which is equivalent to the peak of the middle stage of Yuanxu...
"You know you're going to die! You still dare to come! Hehe hehe... We really underestimated you idiots from Yongzhou!" The speaker was Feixing, the vanguard general in front of King Yan's battle spirit!
Behind King Yan, there are two more, one is the True Spirit Corpse King, the right prime minister of the Yan Kingdom back then! The other one... is the evil ghost... Qin Feng!
The huge Yan King War Spirit, who is several feet tall, has cast some spells to make his body so huge. Looking at the military uniform and armor of Yan King War Spirit, although it is stained with rust, it is difficult for spiritual thoughts to penetrate. It can be seen that
, this armor still has some reputation!
Yi Yun's Destruction Slash of the Way of Destruction slashed at him. General Feixing was about to take action, but was stopped by King Yan.
General Feixing did not make a move, and just watched the black light blade fly past him. The black light blade struck the armor of King Yan's battle spirit with a bang, making Yi Yun a little surprised.
This King Yan's armor was really powerful. Even the Destruction Slash could not hurt him at all, and was completely blocked by this armor.
King Yan lowered his head slightly and looked at the mark on his armor. It slowly healed on its own. King Yan looked at Yi Yun with his dark eyes again: "That's right! Boy, you can defeat a capable opponent."
Not many people have traces of my armor, even the Xiling Marquis next to you has to work hard to do it!"
The Marquis of Xiling looked solemn. Back then, the three great national masters worked together with him to suppress King Yan's fighting spirit. I wonder if Yi Yun and Jiang Fan can complete this arduous mission now...
At the same time, somewhere outside the royal tomb...
"Honored Soul, do you think those shrimp soldiers and crab generals can bring that thing out after entering the royal tomb?"
The Soul Lord did not turn around, but faced the direction of Wang Ling, and said calmly: "Don't worry! Special envoy! Those two boys are not simple, and even if they fail, they will greatly consume the strength of the evil ghosts in Wang Ling.
, when the time comes, we will send others!"
The special envoy frowned: "Your move of killing someone with a borrowed knife is actually not bad. No matter who loses or wins, it will be beneficial to us. In fact, what I hope most is that both sides will suffer losses. It is best for those guys from Xutianmen to all die in the king's death."
Lingli, hum hum hum!"
"Why don't I think so! Hahaha... It's a pity that I'm not strong enough now. Otherwise, I really want to rush into the royal tomb and get that thing. When the time comes... hehehehe...
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The special envoy looked at the back of Soul Lord: "I hope you won't forget your identity. Even if you absorb those things and your strength will be greatly increased, if you want to compete with our Master Tian Wu, you are still seeking death! What's more, behind Master Tian Wu, there is you.
I can’t even imagine the backstage…”
Soul Lord seemed a little displeased: "You don't need to be reminded of this by special envoy! I understand in my heart..."