Chapter 1128: Unable to Beat

"A mere Royal Spiritual Master dares to covet the inheritance of the Ancient God?" The old man tore off his disguise and pinched the blood-colored talisman with his skinny fingers. "Your blood is just right..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The blade of Emperor Xuanming's sword slashed across the old man's throat, and dark golden spiritual power exploded into brilliant starlight at the wound.

The black-robed envoys were shocked to find that those young people who seemed to be restrained now had spiritual power fluctuations of at least lord level around them, and some even had spiritual power fluctuations of the peak level of grand lord.

"Impossible!" an envoy cried out, "The Blood Eye Technique clearly shows..."

Luo Li curled her lips with her fingertips, and the flow of soul power dyed the gray mist into a light gold: "Because what you see is this."

Eighteen shadows of formation flags appeared behind her. These were the core of the formation that had been quietly hidden in everyone's clothes when the formation was set up just now.

"Damn it! You guys..."

Luo Li stopped talking nonsense and said coldly: "Kill them."

"yes!"

A moment later, when Feng Wuhen's flame pierced through the chest of the last messenger, the entire secret realm suddenly shook violently.

Seven bronze pillars rose from the ruins in the distance, and the chains wrapped around the pillars rattled, locking the half-kneeling statue in the center.

"It seems they really think this is the legacy of the Ancient Gods," Mo Yizhou wiped the blood off the sword and shook his head, "Such an ominous place doesn't look like a legitimate legacy of the Ancient Gods at first glance."

Luo Li curled her lips slightly, "Let's go in and take a look. We have to find the fragments of the Demon God's inheritance in here."

"good!"

Everyone walked along the dark passage.

As everyone went deeper into the secret realm, the ancient runes on the bronze pillars lit up with a faint blue light one by one.

Luo Li suddenly stopped, and the Chaos Jade in her body emitted a sharp buzzing sound.

"Something has woken up," Emperor Xuanming blocked with his sword, and spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the ground.

Twelve bronze coffins rose from the ground, and the Taotie patterns on the coffin lids were greedily devouring the surrounding spiritual energy.

Feng Wuhen's Phoenix Fire mysteriously went out as soon as it touched the coffin. "What are these..."

"I'm afraid it's a puppet of one of the Demon God's men," Song Wanbai quickly formed seals, and the formation diagram unfolded under his feet. "Be careful of the black mist escaping from the coffin. It will corrode your spiritual veins if it touches you!"

The coffin lid in the front exploded with a loud bang. When the black-armored warrior swung his sword, Mo Yizhou's sword collided with it and sparks flew.

He backed away with a grin, "No, this thing's strength is probably at the level of a Seven Star Lord."

Since they came to the Continent of Gods, they have been practicing every day, but now they are only at the half-lord level and cannot win any battles.

Mu Ze took the opportunity to go around the back, but found that the blood-red crystal embedded in the warrior's back was repairing the cracks in the armor.

"Break the crystal!" Luo Li swung out Xuan Yue, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and hit the forehead of the warrior who jumped out of the third coffin.

The moment the crystal shattered, the warrior suddenly froze, and dense swarms of soul-eating insects swarmed out from the gaps in his armor.

Lan Xiaoxiao screamed and stepped back, "Oh my god! This is disgusting! These bugs can eat away at spiritual energy!"

A dagger flew out from Emperor Xuanming's sleeve, and the extremely cold air instantly froze the swarm of insects.

The instructor of Jiuding Academy took the opportunity to slash with his sword, and the seven coffins were broken in half at the same time.

The instructor, whose strength was at the Semi-Saint Lord level, said, "Everyone, be careful. We are only at the outskirts of the ruins."

Luo Li nodded and raised her hand, "Keep going."

As they continued to go deeper, the passage became narrower and narrower, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air.

The cracks on the ground continued to spread, as if they would swallow them up at any time.

The runes on the bronze pillars shone brighter, and the faint blue halo intertwined into strange patterns in the mist.

Suddenly, a sharp hissing broke the silence, and countless black chains hung down from the rock wall above their heads, rushing towards everyone like spirit snakes.

Luo Li reacted extremely quickly, the Tower of Gods shone brightly, and a golden barrier instantly unfolded, blocking the chains outside.

The chains hit the barrier with a sharp sound and splashed large amounts of sparks.

"Everyone disperse!" Luo Li shouted, and everyone quickly dispersed.

Mo Yizhou swung his sword to cut at the chains that were wrapped around him. The collision between the sword blade and the chains made his palm numb.

Lan Xiaoxiao formed seals with her hands, and an ice cone broke out from the ground and stabbed the chain in the air, but only knocked it slightly off course.

Emperor Xuanming's figure flashed, and he shuttled between the chains like a ghost. Dark golden spiritual power condensed at his fingertips, and the chains broke wherever he passed.

His eyes were cold and he exuded a powerful aura that caused the surrounding black fog to retreat.

The instructor at Jiuding Academy was secretly shocked. Saint King level...

Just as everyone was fighting fiercely with the chains, heavy footsteps were heard at the end of the passage.

A huge figure walked out slowly, emitting a frightening demonic aura.

It was a giant several meters tall, with dark red skin covered with hideous lines. He held a huge battle axe in his hand, with dried blood still on the axe blade.

"It's the ruins guard!" Song Wanbai's face was solemn as he quickly adjusted the formation diagram. "This thing is probably at the Saint Lord level. We have to be careful!"

The giant roared and swung his battle axe, and the powerful air wave blew everyone away.

Luo Li flipped in the air, the Tower of Gods shone brightly, and a golden sword energy slashed towards the giant, but only left a shallow scar on his body.

The giant felt the pain and became even more angry, swinging his battle axe and attacking wildly.

Mu Ze took the opportunity to go behind the giant and wanted to attack his weakness, but the giant noticed it and chopped him with an axe.

Mu Ze dodged it narrowly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Feng Wuhen summoned a phoenix phantom, with phoenix fire burning fiercely, and pounced on the giant.

However, the demonic energy within the giant surged, swallowing up all of the Phoenix Fire and absorbing some of the flame's power, becoming even more powerful.

The giant let out a deafening roar, and his battle axe swept across, carrying raging demonic flames.

The ground cracked into a three-meter-wide gully under the axe blade, and black mist like magma gushed out.

"Retreat!" Emperor Xuanming grabbed Luo Li and the dark golden spiritual power condensed into an ice bridge under everyone's feet.

The battle axe brushed past the edge of the ice bridge, and the exploding demonic energy blew the bridge into pieces.

Song Wanbai took the opportunity to throw out thirty-six formation flags, pinched his fingers and shouted loudly: "Northern Dipper Demon Sealing Formation!"

Seven rays of starlight fell from the void, but were blocked by blood-colored runes when they touched the giant's head.

The giant's third eye suddenly opened on his forehead, and the vertical pupil reflected the astonished faces of the crowd.

"It's the Eye of the Demon God!" The sword box of the Jiuding Academy instructor vibrated and hummed. "It can see through the trajectory of all formations!"

The giant grinned and stomped his foot towards the center of the formation, causing the entire secret realm to tilt.

Luo Li moved among the rubble and suddenly found that there was a scale growing inversely on the back of the giant's neck that was flashing with the frequency of the attack.

"Ah Ming!" She looked at Di Xuanming, "The scales are a weakness!"

Emperor Xuanming flew up without hesitation, and the dark golden spiritual power condensed into blade armor around his body, cutting through the defensive circle of demonic energy surrounding the giant like a meteor.