The Kun tribe in the crowd was silent.

　　

　　 In front of these characters from a hundred or two hundred years ago, Kunlin is indeed a junior, but in the Hai Clan’s dictionary, there is no seniority, only respect and inferiority!

　　

"I am King Kun, so I should take the lead in attacking the enemy's formation. I want to find out where their weakness lies, and then gather all of you and others to rush through the barrier, but it seems that it is no longer necessary." Kun Lin said coldly: "Because you are already there. No longer the proud Kun clan, you don’t deserve to mention the glory of the Kun clan anymore!"

　　

　　 They... are no longer worthy to mention the glory of the Kun clan?

　　

Those present are the line of the most loyal Kun clan who claim to be the most loyal. If the glory of the Kun clan is not taken more than the sky, they would not make the oath of'never surrender', and then step into this almost mortal Kunmound. However, after suffering the humiliation of being trapped for a hundred years, they actually left an evaluation of “unworthy of being a Kun clan” in Wang’s mouth?

　　

　　 Many people felt the humiliation and their faces flushed with anger. They were only thinking about the'king', but more Kun tribes bowed their heads in shame.

　　

　　 staying here for too long, they have indeed forgotten the glory of the Kun clan, and even their awe and responsibility for the'king'.

　　

　　 Not to mention the air consumption of these two hundred years, not to mention that their fear of the coalition forces outside the city is deep-rooted day after day, so that they have long lost their pride as a Kun clan.

　　

　　Single said that today, seeing the king of his clan constantly go to death in front of them, none of them thought of stepping forward and fulfilling the vows and duties that were once a member of the Kun clan. On the contrary, they were retreating to the king...

　　

"Kun King Zhenhaimen, on the battlefield!" Kun Lin looked at everyone around him coldly, her face no longer the childishness she used to be, and it was no longer the pure blood when she first rushed into the Kun mound, but with With true perseverance and determination: "The Kun clan has reached a desperate situation, and I have no time to spend with you."

　　

Kunli's face was already flushed red. He was the last Kun clan who entered the Kunmound before Kun Lin. He knew better about the current situation of the Kun clan. Although I don't know what happened to the desperate situation Kun Lin was referring to just now, he is the last one to enter the Kun mound. When he set foot on the Kun Tomb, there were few people left of the Kun Clan.

　　

　　 If it weren't for the Kun clan from the outside world that had been forced to the dead end, then as the Kun king, it would never be possible to violate the ancestral order and risk his death to enter the Kun tomb.

　　

"I am the last Kun clan and the last generation of Kun kings. I am willing to rectify the name of the Kun clan and die here!" At this time, the blood red lines on Kun scales had already ignited to the extreme, Zhenhai Tianya held in his palm, and he snapped Said: "Simply say nothing, wait for yourself! Get out of me!"

　　

　　…………

　　

The ghost of Lao Wang’s golden giant sword was as powerful as a bamboo and invincible at the moment it was inserted into the army. It instantly reached a depth of hundreds of meters and killed more than a hundred, but soon it seemed to be plunged into a quagmire. It was forcibly stopped by the dense crowds and endless attacks.

　　

　　 An instantaneous outburst can only be an instantaneous outburst. A momentary discomfort does not mean that the tens of thousands of ghost-level military formations are really so ‘weak to be bullied’.

　　

The distance of 　　 kilometers, surrounded by tens of thousands of ghosts, became as far away as if it were boundless, and Wang Feng fell into a protracted battle.

　　

Pharaoh no longer remembers how many ghost-level soldiers he killed, and putting aside his incompetence with Wang Feng's power at the beginning, the power of the army began to play a role. When he really entered the encirclement, he came from nowhere. The threat of absence caused Pharaoh's forward speed to continue to decline.

　　

　　 At this time, the sky is full of weapons, energy bombs, and witchcraft blasted by the strong ghosts. This is an army of the sea clan, to be precise, a sea clan coalition army.

　　

The same ghost novice soldiers come from different races, and their strengths are obviously different. The ethnic origins of these marine coalition fighters are diverse. In addition to the uniform iron armor, they all carry the unique characteristics of various marine races. For example, the eels who are born with electricity, the shellfish whose backs are raised like a huge shield, the swordfish whose arms are slender like a sword, and the tidal murlocs who are short and slippery.

　　

The strength of the Sea Clan largely depends on the bloodline, and is limited by the bloodline talent. The combat effectiveness of these soldiers is actually not very strong, and the methods of offensive and defensive aspects are relatively single. At first glance, it is the kind of batch of'products'. Most of them are the fighters of these ethnic groups, but no matter how strong or weak the individual is, when they are piled up in dense piles, the power they gather is enough to make Wang Feng a headache. It consumes him and also causes him serious injuries.

　　

　　The fighters in the mainstay position in the army formation are mostly composed of large ethnic groups such as sharks, dolphins, aliens, etc., and their number remains at about thirty to one with those of the first ghosts. These are the true elites of the sea clan.

　　

It is also the beginning of the ghost, but the difference in bloodlines leads to a huge difference in strength. They are inserted in the army formation over the mountains and plains, like nails nailed to the ground, and the army formation that was originally a little loose for Wang Feng Organized to form a unified combat power, even if some large-scale killer moves are released, these elite fighters can barely resist for the soldiers, greatly reducing the casualties of the army, and slowing Wang Feng's advancement.

　　

　　 And the ones who are really responsible for sniping on Wang Feng are the various royal generals. The same ghosts have a ratio of about one to one hundred with ordinary soldiers. All of them are composed of three royal families.

　　

　　The whale clan holding a long spear, the sea dragon holding a trident, and the mermaid holding a crystal ball are very easy to identify. Their duty is to make continuous raids while Wang Feng is pulled by the army.

　　

The individual combat power of these royal families is quite tyrannical, and they don’t even feel like Fantasy, Winnie, and others. If it is one-on-one, the old Wang can play between the palms, but it is in Wang Feng’s When the energy was greatly involved, being attacked by these masters in secret for so many times, but it was a bit terrible rhythm.

　　

　　唰~

　　

Another wound was added to Lao Wang’s back. The insight of the insects’ eyes made Wang Feng aware of the sneak attack from behind, but the attacks from the front, back, left and right were everywhere, and he was already a bit lackluster. Fortunately, there was a hastily gathered one. The soul shield resisted a part of the damage, otherwise the sword would be deeply visible.

　　

At this time, there were large and small wounds everywhere on his body. Most of them were new wounds, and some of them were bursts of old wounds before, but Wang Feng still pushed forward in a hurry, and his eyes passed through the dense seams. Estimated the distance from the exit of the main hall.

　　

　　 800 meters, 600 meters...500 meters!

　　

The old Wang’s eyes suddenly flashed, and the huge sword of the Void God Soldier in his hand instantly turned into a witch stick. The fire at the top of the witch stick gathered together, saying that water and fire were not tolerable. If you want to force back the dense sea people wall around, the most effective way is fire. law.

　　

　　The lotus fire suddenly bloomed around the old Wang's body, and while spinning, fist-sized fireballs flew around.

　　

　　 Lianhua Baihao bomb!

　　

Wang Feng has used this trick several times just now. These sea warriors have long experience and are not impatient. At this time, dozens of sea warriors rushing in the forefront have taken action to block, and there are arcanists in the distance. Covered them with a layer of protection.

　　

　　 This was originally a kind of protection for the soldiers, but at this moment, this layer of protection also protected Wang Feng.

　　

　　 There was a gap between the two sides facing each other. Pharaoh's **** stroked the air without hesitation, and the golden sacred talisman had already formed in the air diagonally above.

　　

　　 It was a bright golden armor, which fell from the air the moment it formed, and was fitted tightly on Wang Feng's body.

　　

　　 Void God Armor!

　　

　　 If there is a Void God Armor, there will be a Void God Armor, but the function of the Void God Armor is obviously not used to resist damage.

　　

　　 At this time, Wang Feng pressed his hands on the surface of the Void God Armor, and a burst of soul power suddenly poured in.

　　

　　 I saw a flicking sound, and the rune pattern on the surface of the Void God Armor unexpectedly changed drastically, transforming from the original pattern into a spatial rune pattern in the distortion.

　　

　　 Wang Feng flipped his hands quickly, his two thumbs were butted, and the remaining eight fingers were alternately interspersed into an ‘x’ shape.

　　

The corner of Lao Wang’s mouth is curved. There are many types of Void God Armor. The one that resists damage is a pure defensive type, but there are also various auxiliary types, which can make the spirit power flow faster and make it easier to condense the law. Lower the threshold of surgery.

　　

　　 For example, this one on his own body, only relying on it, can Pharaoh use it at the beginning of the ghost, only the top of the ghost can use it.

　　

　　 drive magic-instantaneous god!

　　

　　 A strong light flashed on the Void God Armor, but before the Sea Race warriors figured out what the flash of light represented.

　　

　　咻!

　　

　　 The light that had just spread suddenly gathered, turning into a shining white dot in the air.

　　

　　 In the next second, Lao Wang had appeared hundreds of meters away.

　　

　　 Instantaneous God!

　　

The short-distance instant transfer may not be as light and smokeless as Fourier's space masters, and it is not as simple, mellow and natural as the Fourier space transfer, and it can't even be like Fu Li. The long-distance teleportation of tens of miles like Ye can only transmit about a hundred meters at most.

　　

　　 But this is after all a teleportation trick that everyone can learn... Doesn't require any spatial talents, no super-high learning threshold, understand runes, everything is easy to say.

　　

　　 Besides, the distance in Pharaoh’s eyes is only the last five hundred meters!

　　

　　 The Wang Feng who rushed out in an instant did not stop, and while his soul power was flowing, the Void God Armor on his body had already sparkled again.

　　

　　 But the ghost-level warriors around the body also didn't have any stagnation. They didn't have any sluggishness or stunnedness. Almost the moment when Wang Feng appeared 100 meters away, all their eyes had been turned.

　　

　　 They are emotionless killing machines. The illusions in the illusion have the purest will. At this time, they are besieging Wang Feng again!

　　

　　 It's just that the low-level warriors around have already voluntarily retreated. Obviously, they have realized that their existence is just to hinder the elites and use them as shields for the strong and outrageous ghost enemy.

　　

　　 This time the besieged was all at the level of royal generals, with hundreds of people, and many people's auras had already overwhelmed Wang Feng. They were infinitely close to the level of ghosts, and they immediately formed a siege and surrounded him from all sides.

　　

The first one was the mermaid, but their great arcane arts did not directly attack the old king. The thick arcane energy beams crossed vertically and horizontally, which directly formed a huge blockade net in a large area, and the warriors of the sea dragon clan were also assisting. They, with the trident on the arcane energy net, the power of thunder and lightning is perfectly fused with arcane magic. The arcane net is instantly filled with the power of thunder and lightning, and the surrounding space instantly becomes several times more stable, as if connecting space. Are banned by them.

　　

　　 The whale warrior armed with a long spear is heading towards Wang Feng in the center to attack and kill him collectively, to decide the outcome with him.

　　

　　 The encirclement will take place in an instant, the sky and the earth, let the enemy have nowhere to escape!

　　

　　 But Pharaoh smiled.

　　

　　 Shun Fei Shen is unique and different from any kind of space transmission. Although it has short transmission distances and huge consumption, it has an advantage that no one can match, that is, its unstoppability!

　　

　　 Its teleporting ability is unique. No one can stop the "Quick-flying God" by blocking space, because it is not a space teleportation itself!

　　

　　The Void God Armor bloomed again, and the old Wang's body was pushed by a powerful driving force, as if he was transformed into light at this moment, his body was stretched infinitely, and he shot forward.

　　

　　咻~

　　

　　 The light and shadow in front of him changed, and easily penetrated the net of heaven and earth laid by the mermaid and the sea dragon clan, and flashed to a hundred meters away.

　　

　　The battle has lost its meaning at this time. In the face of this level of oppression and threats, even a half-step mistake is impossible.

Five hundred meters is the limit distance estimated by the old king, because with his current physical strength, he can only withstand the energy consumption of the instantaneous **** at most five times. For the sixth time, even if the sky soul orb can hold the source, he Even if the'wire' of his body is not completely burned out, a hole must be broken.

　　

　　 No one knows what is waiting for Wang Feng outside the door, and must ensure that his body is in the best condition.

　　

　　 Success or failure is only a moment, the established plan, once the blinking **** has been activated, it will not stop, without hesitation, the blinking **** has been activated continuously.

　　

　　咻咻咻!

　　

　　 The light blooms and closes in an instant; blooms again, closes again...

　　

　　 flashed three times in a row, the distance was not much, and it continued. When the light bloomed again, Wang Feng was already standing outside the main hall.

　　

Snapped!

　　

　　 The moment he jumped out of the gate, the gate that was ten meters high and ten meters wide suddenly closed, blocking out the tens of thousands of soldiers, and even the sound was no longer audible.

　　

　　 And what appeared in front of Wang Feng's eyes was a wide stone step.

　　

　　 Looking up, the stone steps are divided into several sections, each with about a hundred steps, each with a wide platform, and at the top of the stone steps, a golden long sword is inserted there like a sacred symbol.

　　

　　 When you see it, it seems to be the only one in this world in an instant, making you involuntarily ignoring everything around it.

　　

　　 It exudes endless power, even if it is a kilometer away, it also gives birth to a feeling of wanting to worship.

　　

　　 Almost without any thought, three words popped out of Pharaoh’s mind in an instant-Prophet Sword!

　　

　　 This is Wang Meng's sword. I am afraid that few people know how powerful it is. After all, there are not many people in this world who have seen Wang Meng draw a sword.

　　

　　 More often, it is used as a symbol of power. Like the Sky Soul Orb, it represents the supreme power and status of Wang Meng on the Nine Heavens Continent, glorifying an era.

　　

After Wang Meng's ascension, the legend of the Sky Soul Orb was left behind, and it did make the Sky Soul Orb reappear in the world, but the Prophet Sword has been unknown. Most people take it for granted that the Prophet Sword was taken away from this world by Wang Meng. But I never expected that Pharaoh would actually see it here.

　　

At this time, the Prophet’s sword has a faint golden breath radiating, as if suppressing the entire stone altar high platform, and the golden light faintly overflows on the high platform stone steps, coating the entire high platform with a faint golden light. .

　　

　　 This station must be weird.

　　

　　 There is soul power flowing in Wang Feng's body, converging between his eyes.

　　

　　 Insect eyes, open!

　　

At this time, there was light in Lao Wang’s twin pupils. He glanced at the high platform. The golden high platform did not do more to cover up. In Wang Feng’s eyes at this time, it seemed as if he was being spotted by night vision goggles. The essence of dense lines was revealed in his eyes.

　　

I saw that with the prophet sword as the center, golden lines spread everywhere on the stone steps of the high platform, and spread wider and wider. Not only this high platform, together with the hall behind it, and the endless space in the distance, seemed to be the whole The space was shrouded in the golden lines spread by the prophet sword.

　　

　　 This is obviously a magic circle, an illusion magic circle, the eye of the circle is the position of the prophet sword, pull up the prophet sword, the phantom circle in front of you will be broken.

　　

　　 No, it's not just the magical array in front of me.

　　

　　The golden pupil in Wang Feng's eyes turned, and his perception continued to spread. On the back of the stone steps, in the boundless space, brewing an illusion that was a hundred times more dangerous than the front, filled with lifelessness and hatred.

　　

　　 Pharaoh's heart instantly understood.

　　

　　 No wonder the Kun scales disappeared after entering this illusion.

　　

This is a twin phantom array, where the deathly spirit is for the Kun clan to go, Wang Meng has no intention of letting any Kun clan pass the test of the Kun mound, because the only student is on this high platform that the Kun clan cannot enter. Come on, this is the path left for Wang Meng's descendants. Only those who have been approved by Wang Meng can walk to the position of this moment! And in that deadly area, the Kun Clan trapped or dead there provided a steady flow of energy for the entire phantom array, allowing it to continue to operate for centuries and millennia, waiting for the arrival of Wang Meng's descendants.

　　

　　Kun Tomb is not a trial place for the Kun clan at all, but it is left by Wang Meng's descendants!

　　

Old Wang couldn’t help but sigh. He didn’t understand Wang Meng, he didn’t understand the secrets of the year, and he couldn’t speculate about the cause and effect of the rise and fall of a race. He did not reach the height of Wang Meng, and he did not lead the human beings as slaves to fight against Wan Meng. The experience of the clan, just to judge what he did, it is obviously stupid.

　　

　　 But at this moment, he wants to do something.

　　

　　 Pull out the Prophet Sword, at least, to see if there is a chance to save Kunlin.

　　

　　 The scattered perception returned to its place in an instant, the eyes of the insect **** returned to clearness, the dark eyes flashed with crystal light, and Wang Feng took the first step towards the stone steps.

　　

Flying in such a place is undoubtedly a very stupid thing. Since it is a test left to the descendants, Wang Meng will probably not let you go up easily. Instead of flying up frizzily and encountering various sudden dangers, it is better to step by step. Be careful, anyway, there are hundreds of steps in total, and it won't take a few minutes to walk up slowly.

　　

I thought that there would be tests of gravity, coercion, illusion, dementia, etc. on this stone step, but I didn’t expect that when I stepped on it, I felt that this was an ordinary stone step, without any discomfort in my body, nor did I ever feel it. Encountered any blocking.

　　

　　 But the more abnormal, the more vigilant people are. The old Wang walked more slowly, his whole body secretly accumulated, and he was ready to deal with a thunderous blow coming from any direction at any time.

　　

　　 One hundred steps were immediately up, and the sight in front of him made Wang Feng a little surprised. He thought that there would be some test waiting for him on this platform, but he didn't expect to see nothing when he came up.

　　

　　Wang Feng stepped forward slowly, and in an instant he reached the center of the platform, and the surroundings were still calm.

　　

　　 Could it be that the ten thousand iron armors in the hall are all the tests left by Wang Meng, and now I only need to go up and draw the sword? Then this test is a bit too simple, and it won't make Wang Meng say things like "You're here early".

　　

　　 No... Murderous!

　　

　　 Wang Feng leaned back in an instant, his waist suddenly broke and folded at an angle of ninety degrees.

　　

　　 At the same time, a black light almost cut past his waist, huh!

　　

　　 Wang Feng had always been on guard, but his perception was that he didn't realize it until the moment the opponent launched an attack. This concealment ability was simply incredible.

　　

　　Assassin?

　　

　　 Only one thought flashed through the old Wang's mind, his body still maintained the posture of the iron bridge, but the lightning-like blade light had turned around in an instant, and slashed towards the back of his head.

　　

　　 Wang Feng had no time to straighten his waist at all. He twisted his waist forcibly and could only flip it on the spot, but the sword light immediately followed his shape, Wang Feng became quicker, and the sword light chased faster.

　　

　　噌!

　　

　　 A lightning bolt flashed over Wang Feng, who had already deformed his movements. Wang Feng's twisted body suddenly stopped. At this time, the slashed blade light stopped a few meters behind Wang Feng with a gray shadow.

　　

　　Hu~~

　　

　　 The breeze on the high platform blew by, swirling on the ground.

　　

Wang Feng's figure remained motionless, and behind him was a masked assassin in black. His breath felt similar to Wang Feng, both at the level of the beginning of a ghost, but with a **** edge that made one's heart palpitating. Like the fangs of a beast.

　　

　　 The man in black is obviously very confident, just like no one can see through his concealment technique, when he is out of the sword, no one can avoid his black jade dagger.

　　

　　 He hasn't looked back at all, he can easily distinguish between the afterimage and the entity.

　　

　　 The half-foot black sword slowly returned to its sheath, and behind him, Wang Feng's body was divided into two, with an oblique blade cutting him flatly in half, and then fell to the ground.

　　

　　嘭嘭~

　　

　　 The two severed bodies fell to the ground, but the sound they made was not the muffled sound of heavy flesh and blood falling to the ground, but a crisp bang, which was more like a solid wood.

　　

The man in black frowned slightly, and suddenly turned around, but saw that it was not Wang Feng that was cut into two pieces by him just now, but a piece of wood of invisible material with a few simple symbols engraved on it. Pattern.

　　

　　Substitute technique? But what about people?

　　

　　 His eyes quickly swept around, his perception spread in an instant, but Wang Feng was nowhere to be found.

　　

　　 The black-clothed man's body sank slightly, without undue movement, the soul power of his whole body was concentrated in the right hand holding the sword.

　　

What he is best at is concealment and sneak attacks. He knows the trick. Before the hidden enemy is exposed, any action taken by the hunted prey will reveal huge flaws, because no defense can be comprehensive, you simply I don’t know if your opponent is in front of you or behind you. At this time, the best way is to brake quietly, wait for work with ease, wait for your opponent’s active exposure, and be patient? A good assassin never lacks such things. If the enemy is willing to consume it, he can stand here for ten days and ten nights without any movement.

　　

　　 Of course, as an concealment expert, he is also best at anti-concealment.

　　

It is not the pupil technique like Wang Feng or Lao Hei. Those methods that rely on pupil technique to detect hidden enemies have absolutely no technical content at all. They are not worth mentioning in the eyes of hidden masters. Liulu, his ears were constantly shaking like the wind, capturing all the information he could capture in the air.

　　

Deceptive vision is only the most basic foundation in the concealment technique. The sound of the wind, the direction of the wind, all the flow of the air, all natural sounds and perceptions are all regular. The real concealment master wants to deceive the'nature' and blend with nature. Oneness, of course, if you want to anti-conceal, you can push it backwards.

　　

　　 At this time, the surrounding wind, air movement and other information quickly evolved a three-dimensional space in the black-clothed man's mind~lightnovelpub.net~ The whole platform is monitored like a heavenly eye from the perspective of God.

　　

　　 Didn't find it?

　　

　　 The opponent's hidden rank is obviously higher than he thought, but the man in black is not impatient. He can accompany the opponent slowly. As long as the opponent makes a move, he will inevitably expose the target, as long as...

　　

　　 The pupils of the man in black condensed suddenly, and only a voice rang behind his head: "The attacker should be silent, and the movement of your action is too loud."

　　

　　 The man in black will cut his hand back, but at the same time, huh!

　　

A transparent spirit power thread has suddenly tightened around the neck of the man in black. The ghost-level spirit power defense is as fragile as tofu in front of the spirit power thread. But it has been thrown directly into the air, the sword of the sword that has lost its soul power support, is gently clamped by Wang Feng's two fingers, and his body flies back, avoiding the fountain-like blood sprayed from the broken neck. .

　　

　　 The murderous aura pervading on the platform disappeared, and it seemed to have passed.

　　

That's it?

　　

　　Wang Feng didn't even look at it. He threw the black jade short sword into the space oil lamp at random. When he turned his head and looked at the stone steps ahead, there was already an extra measure in his eyes.

　　

　　Guichu's assassin? If Wang Meng called this a test, he would be a little too despised.

　　

　　 Go up again and see if there is something that excites me on the high platforms behind.