Super Junior Grandmaster

Chapter 532 Battle against Meng Tianfang

Huang Wu's eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of disbelief, he was holding the flag in his hand, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, Huang Wu's whole body exploded, and blood splashed onto the faces of Mo Luo and Iron Fan.

"This..." At this moment, Iron Fan and Mo Luo were stunned, looking at the middle-aged man in front of them in disbelief.

"Too strong!" This was the only feeling in the hearts of Iron Fan and Mo Luo.

"Stealing His Majesty's things, the crime is punishable!" Meng Tian glanced at Mo Luo and Iron Fan, and said in a deep voice: "Put them both under arrest, and wait for them to be released!"

"Yes, General Meng!" At this moment, two ghosts suddenly appeared, kneeling on one knee in front of Meng Tianfang.

"General Meng?" Iron Fan was a little puzzled, but Mo Luo looked at Meng Tianfang in horror at this moment.

"More than 2000 years! He's still alive!" Mo Luo was trembling, and he didn't know how many mouthfuls of saliva he swallowed.

Meng Tian put his feet lightly, and his whole body disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"Whoever trespasses on the imperial mausoleum will die! Anyone who robs His Majesty of the First Emperor will destroy the nine clans!" Meng Tianfang's voice implied a strong inner strength, and it spread throughout the tomb in an instant.

"Crack~~"

As soon as Meng Tianfang's voice fell, those ghosts quickly activated the mechanism, and the exit of the entire tomb was immediately closed.

"This is Meng Tianfang's voice!" Ye Wentian turned pale with shock, he did not expect that he really came back to life.

"He's really not dead!" Yang Jing, Yan Suifeng and the others were dumbfounded, looking at each other.

"Young Master Ye, are you talking about General Meng under Qin Shihuang's seat?" Yi Lan looked at Ye Wentian in disbelief, and so did Yuan Qin.

"That's right, it's him. In fact, the reason why I said we left as soon as possible was because I felt that he really came back to life. His strength is unimaginable. I'm afraid we are not enough for him." Ye Wentian smiled dejectedly.

"Now, I'm afraid that Mo Luo, Huang Wu, and Iron Fan will all die!" Ye Wentian sighed helplessly.

"Brother Tian, ​​what shall we do?" Zhao Min looked at Ye Wentian pitifully.

"The exit has been closed. We can only pray that those people can delay the time as much as possible. Hurry up and I will open the stone gate." After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he flashed to the stone gate not far away, and pointed at the stone gate, He kept attacking Shimen, and with a thought, dozens of silver needles shot out and shot back again.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the stone door in front of him opened, and Ye Wentian jumped up, hugging Mo Xiaoyan and Bai Qiushuang, carrying Zhao Min on his back, and jumped towards the distant door.

Yan Suifeng took Wu Qianqian and Huang Xiangling, Yang Jing took Xiao Yuxin and Ruan Xiaoyu, Liu Mingyu took Wu Qian, Wang Xin took Wang Hu, and Yuan Qin took Yuan Lin.

Ye Wentian and the others ran desperately outside the cave, but the stone gate blocked them and it would always waste some time.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and Ye Wentian opened the stone door again.

"After three more stone gates, we can go out." Ye Wentian said in a deep voice.

"If you still want to go out, die." As soon as Ye Wentian's voice fell, a distant voice came from far and near, and a monstrous momentum came over, getting stronger and stronger.

"Hurry up and leave, I'll hold him back, Senior Yang, and I'll leave them to you." Ye Wentian's expression tightened, and he looked at Yang Jing and said hastily.

"Master Ye, you!" Yang Jing was really moved by Ye Wen's fearless masculinity this time, life is so precious, and the young man in front of him would rather sacrifice himself to protect them.

"What are you waiting for, let's go!" Ye Wentian was in a hurry, and quickly mobilized the original divine power in the cells in his body, and a gentle palm force sent Yang Jing and the others out of the stone gate.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm not leaving!"

"Brother Tian, ​​I want to die with you!"

"If you don't want me to die, just leave!"

"No, Brother Tian!"

"..."

In the distance, the cries of Huang Xiangling and the others could be heard, Ye Wentian's eyes were red, the original divine power gushed out from the cells in his body, and his cultivation level soared again.

"This time, maybe I can try to control the amount of the original divine power gushing out!" Ye Wentian thought secretly in his heart, the spiritual power gushing out and forcibly controlling it.

But once the original divine power in the cells is opened, it is like a wild beast, surging, and Ye Wentian broke through from the first level of the innate level to the second level in a flash, and the momentum did not decrease but increased.

"Could it really be out of control?" Ye Wentian yelled in his heart, the veins all over his body burst out, and a monstrous aura rose to the sky.

"Ah~~" Ye Wentian clenched his fists and screamed to the sky. The huge sound wave resounded through the entire ancient tomb, and some ghosts hidden in the stone walls who were close were almost roared by Ye Wentian's lion. Got stunned.

Yang Jing and the others dragged their feet under the stalemate of Ruan Xiaoyu and the others, and they didn't run far at all. When they heard Ye Wentian's long howl, their faces turned pale, while Zhao Min and the others collapsed on the ground. One of the chain beads' protection was broken, resisting Ye Wentian's sound waves.

As night fell, the surrounding area was dark, and the sky was dotted with a few small stars.

The evening wind was blowing, and the silent mountains looked extraordinarily cold and chilly, adding a sense of fear to people's hearts.

Outside the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Yang Buxiu, Zeng Zhi, Ding Buhui, Gong Zhichou, Qian Feng, Xing Fei, Xing Peng and others did not leave. Various forces lit piles of torches and quietly roasted the fire, and no one left. say.

"Boom~~"

The violent earthquake shook the whole mountain, the fire and wind rushed, and the birds that were perched in the forest were scared and flew away screaming, they were afraid and restless. "What a powerful sound wave!" Zeng Zhi stood up and looked at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in front of him, feeling inexplicably shocked.

"The strength of the person who made this sound is probably at least above the fourth heaven of the Xiantian level!" Xing Fei from the Taiyi Gate stared at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor with wide eyes.

"Above the fourth heaven of the congenital level." Everyone's hearts hit each other violently, and even their breathing became short of breath.

"Elder Supreme, this voice seems to belong to Young Master Ye!" Yang Buxiu frowned.

"It seems to be true!" Ding Buhui said.

Hearing what the two said, everyone's heart was shocked, and the shock in their hearts was no less than a fairy falling from the world.

……

"Boy, use the secret method to improve your strength, you are not far from death!" At this moment, a man in armor was standing 50 meters away from Ye Wentian holding a sword.

He was tall and straight, just standing there, as if he had an invincible momentum and an inviolable majesty.

This is the wind of the general!

"Really?" Due to the intense pain, Ye Wentian showed a ferocious smile on his face, staring at Meng Tianfang, his heart felt a little joy.

Not for anything else, because he found that after that long howl, the original divine power in the cells gradually tended to stop flowing out, and his cultivation slowly stopped after reaching the middle stage of the third heaven of the innate level, and finally It stopped at the late stage of the third heaven of the innate level.

(End of this chapter)