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Among the nine war spirits, seven of them can explode into the combat power of the top emperors of the first level, and two of them have reached the second level. Together with each other, they have to hold on for thirty breaths in their hands. How difficult
King Chenxing also relied on his strong body protection ability and worked hard to achieve it. Body protection ability is the key.
He didn't think that Jian Wushuang's body protection ability would be stronger than his.
At the entrance of the ancient emperor's cemetery, nine war spirits surrounded Jian Wushuang in the center. However, under the surprised gazes of many ancient gods from the outside world, Jian Wushuang's fighting spirit rose up. Facing these nine powerful war spirits, there was no trace of any Instead of thinking of retreating, he immediately charged forward and took the initiative to attack and kill.
"How brave, knowing that the Nine Great Spirits are so powerful, yet you still collide head-on with the Nine Great Spirits." King Chenxing smiled coldly when he saw this, and he already felt pity for Jian Wushuang in his heart.
Sure enough, although Jian Wushuang showed great strength, he was suppressed in an instant under the joint efforts of the nine war spirits. And soon, someone among the nine war spirits had already attacked Jian Wushuang head-on. Although the person who used this attack That fighting spirit was only at the top of the first level, but his full blow was enough to seriously injure an average emperor.
But in the end, Jian Wushuang only sank slightly, and then continued to attack.
The attack that the war spirit bombarded him with seemed to have no effect on him at all.
"What?" King Chenxing was startled, and the next scene made his eyes shrink sharply, revealing a look of horror.
I saw that Jian Wushuang was under siege by the nine fighting spirits. He had no intention of evading, and just fought madly with the nine fighting spirits head on.
One against nine, fearless.
The offensives of the nine war spirits bombarded Jian Wushuang from time to time, including the two war spirits that had exerted their second level of combat power. They also bombarded Jian Wushuang's divine body head-on, but Jian Wushuang was just like the same body. The Immortal God of War was not affected at all by these attacks.
His combat power is still at its peak, with no trace of injury, and his aura has not weakened, but is getting stronger and stronger.
Ten breaths, twenty breaths…
In the blink of an eye, the time for thirty breaths has come.
Buzz!
The nine fighting spirits that had been attacking Jian Wushuang like crazy disappeared out of thin air, revealing a path.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and immediately continued walking forward along this road.
Outside the ancient emperor's cemetery, the many ancient gods watching the battle were all shocked.
Especially that King Chenxing.
"How can it be?"
"What I am most confident about is my ability to protect my body. But even if I was besieged by those nine fighting spirits for thirty breaths, I would be seriously injured and almost die. But this Sword Lord, nothing happened at all?"
"He fought head-on with the nine war spirits for thirty breaths, and was hit dozens of times by the nine war spirits. Yet he was still intact?"
"The ability to protect the body is so strong?"
King Chenxing’s eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Jian Wushuang's performance in the Ancient Emperor's Cemetery completely exceeded his imagination.
But he didn't know that when Jian Wushuang was in the Three Emperors Realm, he could fight against thirteen emperors at the same time, including two second-level emperors, and they had been fighting for a longer time.
But the result
Still not intact
On the contrary, some of the weaker ones among the thirteen emperors were seriously injured by him.
And the pressure that these nine war spirits put on Jian Wushuang is actually about the same as that of the thirteen great emperors, so Jian Wushuang can naturally handle it easily. As for Chenxing King's most confident body protection ability, it is a complete joke in front of Jian Wushuang's perfect chaotic divine body.
Inside the ancient emperor’s cemetery.
Along that passage, Jian Wushuang continued walking forward.
Not long after walking, an ancient and huge gate appeared in front of him.
There are strange shadows of strange beasts carved on the gate of the mansion, and there are also secret lines on them.
Those secret lines flowed slowly, as if they were alive.
This gate is the gate of the ancient emperor's tomb.
Every million years, when the ancient emperor's tomb opens, the door of this ancient palace will open.
But now, because the time has not yet arrived, the gate of the mansion is closed, and under the gate, there is a black-armored general.
This black-armored general's whole body, including his head, was covered in pitch-black armor, with only his eyes, mouth and nose exposed. He was more than five meters tall, holding a pitch-black spear, and stood quietly at the gate of the mansion like a sculpture. There was no movement under it, as if it had been waiting for a long time again.
Jian Wushuang looked directly at the black-armored general.
Although he couldn't feel any aura from the black-armored general, the moment he saw the latter, he already felt a huge pressure in his heart.
The intensity of this pressure is not comparable to that of second-level emperors such as King Chenxing and Emperor Zixu.
Outside the ancient emperor's tomb, King Chenxing and others also saw the existence of the black-armored general.
"The third method left behind by my father is also the last and strongest method!" King Chenxing couldn't help clenching his hands.
Back then, he forced his way into the ancient emperor's tomb, and passed through the first level of bloodline pressure and the second level of nine battle spirit obstacles.
In the end, I met the black-armored general in front of the mansion.
As a result, he was completely blocked by the black-armored general and could no longer move forward.
Under the ancient gate.
When Jian Wushuang appeared, the black-armored general who had been standing there quietly like a sculpture suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed for who knows how many years.
A ray of light, like lightning, shot directly towards Jian Wushuang.
"No one can forcefully break into the tomb before it is opened."
"You, leave."
The black-armored general's voice was cold and emotionless.
But he only wanted Jian Wushuang to leave now, but it was not like the second obstacle before, facing the nine war spirits.
As soon as the nine war spirits showed up, they wanted to kill Jian Wushuang who broke into the ancient emperor's cemetery, but they failed.
"If we rely on the ancient emperor's tomb to be opened normally, we will have to wait for 700,000 years. Sorry, I can't afford to wait for such a long time, so I can only bite the bullet and try it." Jian. Wushuang smiled, but there was absolute confidence in his eyebrows.
After saying this, he stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward, and rushed towards the black-armored general at the gate of the ancient mansion.
The black-armored general's expression darkened. He never had any aura coming out. Suddenly, a terrifying evil aura swept up from his body, and his grabbing palm also clenched violently.
(End of chapter)