The emperor was furious and buried his corpse for thousands of miles.
As the King of Chu, Nangong Biwu has never personally been to the battlefield for decades since the Battle of Kunyang in Jin and Chu. Now, uncle and father have fallen in front of him at the same time, like a fuse
The ghosts and monsters were covered with bruises and the self-destruction of the eight powerful men in the "Xuanzun Level" failed to take his life, but they also caused him extremely serious injuries.
When Nangong Biwu suddenly came, the long sword of flames cut through the air and slashed it down.
In order to avoid the damage caused by self-destruction, Gui Chi mobilized the mysterious power in his body and used a "magic power". Now he is exhausted and cannot avoid Nangong Biwu's sword.
The long flame sword fell and directly cut off one of Gui Chi's arms. The arm flew into the air and then turned into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing without a trace.
The three golden arrows that Yang Youji followed closely, forcing the ghost who was about to attack Nangong Biwu to dodge.
Losing one arm and exhausting mysteries, the state of ghosts is already at its lowest point.
But the mountain man has his own tricks. Without the diamond, ghosts and monsters dare not be so arrogant.
"It seems that this emperor has to fight quickly."
The ghosts and demons were talking to themselves like nightmare, and the black air was surging all over their bodies, like black clouds floating in, covering the sky and the sun, and the glory on the earth was completely covered.
"Dark escape, return to light!"
With a light shout, the black fog surging all over Guichi's body. The broken arm actually grew out again. Holding the blood-red sword in his hand, Guichi jumped towards Ye Junlin.
The "Heavenly Eye" between the eyebrows opened, and the energy in Ye Junlin's chest was like clouds and mist rolling.
The ghost's "death" pounce seemed very powerful, but Ye Junlin knew that all he could maintain was only a few breaths.
"Boy, the 'Time Seal' should be on you. Hand it over it, I will leave you a complete corpse."
Ning Kunlun stepped forward to stop him, but he was shaken and flew out after a round of fight.
Ye Junlin looked at Gui Chi without fear. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ye Junlin smiled and said, "The 'Time Dao Seal' is in my hands. If you have the ability, you can grab it!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Gui Chi's mouth: "Young people are confident, but if they are too confident, they will destroy themselves."
"Thank you for your teachings!"
Ye Junlin responded, and all the aura on his body burst out.
The blood-red sword fell vertically, Ye Junlin retreated violently, and his index finger pierced the sky with his left hand.
"Time is still!"
In Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness, the flowing breeze gathered on Ye Junlin's left index finger, and the rules of time were activated.
An invisible force burst out from Ye Junlin's index finger, and the flowing breeze instantly imprisoned Gui Chi's body.
The mysterious power in his body was completely drained at this moment. Ye Junlin's face instantly turned pale as wax. He breathed in big mouthfuls, as if he had experienced a war day and night.
Gui Chi's body was frozen in mid-air. Even with his cultivation, it was still difficult to break free from the law of time.
The "Sword God Art" circulated in Ye Junlin's body by itself. The mysterious energy around the Martial Emperor's Mausoleum formed a huge vortex with Ye Junlin as the center.
The vast mysterious energy rushed into Ye Junlin's body. After a few breaths, the power in Ye Junlin's Xuan's mansion was once again filled.
The colorful mysterious light was soaring, and the golden scales and armor covered Ye Junlin's whole body. The sword energy was like the wind, blowing everyone's clothes and making noises. Ye Junlin held the Juque sword tightly in both hands, jumping up in the air,
The sword slashed at the ghost and the demon.
"Step the mountain with one sword!"
The golden sword light soared into the sky, piercing through the sky, falling vertically.
The body of Gui Chi was confined in mid-air by the laws of time and could not dodge at all. The golden sword light fell from the top of his head and slashed to the soles of his feet.
The body was divided into two, and the two halves of the ghost gradually turned into countless black gas and disappeared intovisible.
"Good boy, I still underestimate you after all." A huge face appeared in the sky. Although Ye Junlin had not raised his head, he thought with his toes and knew that this face was definitely a ghost.
"Since you dare to destroy my clone, you must be prepared to stay with me forever. This emperor hereby swears: I will make you unable to survive, and unable to die."
Ye Junlin raised his head, looked at Gui Chi's ugly face, and chuckled, "I am also looking forward to the day when I fight with your 'original'. I will kill you with my own hands and avenge Lord Wu."
"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Gui Chi left a cold word and disappeared into the endless void.
Ye Junlin collected Juque sword and returned it to the sheath, and the energy in his chest was long.
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The trial of Emperor Wu’s Mausoleum finally came to an end.
In the end, less than ten elites from the seventeen countries escaped unscathed.
In this trial, Chu State suffered the greatest losses. In addition to the annihilation of five elites, four 'Zhenguo Xuanzun' were also lost. Jin State made the most profits, and the team members escaped unscathed and obtained the 'Breathless Boots'.
', The treasures like the "Gourd Cauldron" also confiscated the "national treasures" of the State of Song - the "Invisible Cloak" and the "Breath-Closing Technique".
Of course, Ye Junlin’s harvest was far more than this. Ye Junlin kept his mouth shut for Emperor Wu’s gift.
Ning Kunlun was shocked by ghosts, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. After a little rest, Ning Kunlun recovered as before.
The Yi Hundred "Lin" camp was in stock and escorted five elites to leave the State of Chu.
It was also at this time that several huge crises were approaching them.
The North Gate of Chudu.
Huang Xie, the eleventh in the world, led his troops to the city. A thousand "Fire Phoenix Army" took over the city gate. It was easy to enter the city, but it was extremely difficult to leave the city.
As the personal guard of the King of Chu, the "Fire Phoenix Army" is definitely the best in the Chu army, whether it is individual training, equipment and supplies, or combat power.
King Nangong Biwu of Chu made this arrangement, and the intention of the discerning person can tell at a glance.
First, he lost his son and daughter, and then he lost his father and uncle. In just a few days, Nangong Biwu suffered several heavy blows.
Jin State had a great victory and prepared to leave with many "treasures". As the king, from a long-term perspective, Nangong Biwu would never watch the Jin State mission leave in vain.
Huang Xie stood on the main city tower, watching more than a hundred cavalry of Jin State winding towards him, and winked at his subordinates, and a captain took the order and left.
"stop!"
At the gate of Chudu, a captain with the cultivation level of "middle-level Xuanhuang" blocked Ning Kunlun's way.
Ning Kunlun curled his lips, held the black iron phlegm behind him tightly with his left hand, and murderous aura overflowed. The city gate captain was both cold and courageous.
"Open the city gate, we are leaving." Ning Kunlun tried hard to restrain his anger and said viciously to the city gate captain.
"King of Chu...King of Chu...has orders... in the past three days...anyone...is not allowed to leave.
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The city gate captain resisted the fear in his heart and finally said what Huang Xie had given to him.
Ning Kunlun looked back and exchanged a look with Zhang Yi.
The suppression in his hand trembled to the ground, and several meters around him felt a sway.