Chapter Twenty-Seven: Looking Up to the Extraordinary of the Past

A golden spear that trembled violently, dragging a long, narrow tail intertwined with blue and gold, with a sharp whistling sound, cut through the space in the blink of an eye.

Behind it, there were eight deep red spears spinning and following, all of them also dragging a flaming tail behind them, like a rapid meteor, its speed was slightly slower than the golden lightning spear, and it followed closely behind the golden spear and shot towards the boulder man, landing accurately on the huge body of the slow-moving boulder.

A deafening explosion resounded through the vast underground, golden light and blue light intersecting, and the white light burst out, illuminating almost all the darkness of the earth with a blinding light. Endless thunder flashed on the boulder man's body, and Feng Jun's last spear also turned into powder after being subjected to tremendous force and impact, and the boulder man's already slow body could no longer move.

Eight more similar spears transformed by the Fire Tribulation pierced the body of the boulder man at the same time, and then exploded, and a terrifying heat wave swept through.

Then there was an even louder bang, and the ground of the Thirteen Heroes' Tombs shook violently, and the light was so dazzling that the palms of the hands could not even shield the eyes from the brief darkness.

"Buzz!" Mo Jie's ears could only hear a loud explosion and a loud tinnitus.

When the light dimmed slightly, everyone looked in the direction of the boulder man. The boulder man was gone, only charred black rubble all over the ground, which seemed to still have electricity swirling on it, and the extreme heat made people afraid to even approach the pile of wreckage.

"This, that's amazing!!" Tonin shouted, because he could barely hear his own voice.

"What kind of move is this, copy?" Nan Junshuo asked in the virtual space of Sikong Mingyue.

"I don't know, first time I saw you. Sikong Mingyue lifted his ability and replied to Nan Junshuo.

As soon as they came out of the virtual space, the two of them felt the temperature of the air a little hot, and they went back into the virtual space.

"Mo Jie, what kind of move are you?" Sikong Mingyue was not affected by the loud voice.

"What?!" Mo Jie shouted similarly.

After an hour, several people were able to speak normally. Because the touch didn't activate the aura of the next level, a few people rested for a while.

"Mo Jie, what move did you just use?" Tonin asked, drawing everyone's attention.

"Well, it's called Fire Tribulation, I bought it from the hidden store here, and Tatsu also bought it, it's called the Air Explosion Technique. Copy the skill, the power is a little lower" Several people turned their eyes to Chen again.

"Smack!" Chen's palm was propped up, and a popping sound that wasn't too loud sounded, at least not too loud for a few people.

"Oh, you're useless," Avan sarcastically said.

Chen arched his hand, expressing helplessness, "I didn't go all out like Mo Jie." โ€

"Haha. Ai Wenyu laughed, and Chen saw her laugh and was stunned.

"So where is this hidden store?" Feng Jun asked everyone's thoughts.

"It seems, it seems, maybe, it's probably gone. Mo Jie swallowed, he and Chen had encountered before and had been smashed by Mo Jie's Flame Heavenly Sword with a few blows.

"How could it be gone?" asked Nan Junshuo.

"Let him smash it. Tatsumi pointed at Mo Jie.

"What?" shouted at the same time, several people who had not spoken.

"Sha Chenxue, your feet are fine!" Mo Jie wanted to change the subject.

"Mo Jie, I'll kill you!" Sikong Mingyue shouted, and the pink fist hit Mo Jie's head.

"Smack!" Mo Jie accurately caught Sikong Mingyue's small fist.

"Knock knock! Oops" Mo Jie caught Sikong Mingyue's fist, but he didn't catch Tuo Ning's call from behind.

"Hahahaha. Tuoning bent down and laughed, the grievances he had suffered over the years had finally returned.

"It's almost time to start the next level, right?" Feng Jun asked.

"Okay, but before thatโ€”" Merger turned and kicked out, kicking Tronin away as he was hunched over and laughing.

"Poofโ€”"

The aura in the center of the square disappeared, leaving only the aura of different colors in front of the thirteen statues.

Merger looked up at the huge, lifelike statue around him.

The first, dressed in rusty armor with strange lines crawling on its body, and a broad sword behind its back, with a face full of determination, stared into the distance, its eyes reflected a white dragon with a soft body.

Seeing it, Sikong Mingyue gritted her teeth, and there were faint tears flashing in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jie said with concern when he noticed Sikong Mingyue's abnormality.

"It's nothing, just a dragon slayer. Sikong Mingyue looked at Mo Jie, sighed and shook his head.

"What's his name?"

"Siegfried. โ€

The second, dressed in a luxurious robe, held a beautiful knife that seemed to be stained with countless blood, and wore a crown on its head, with a soft smile on its beautiful face, but its eyes were distracted, and its figure was natural and graceful.

The third, with both hands clenched into fists, put on a posture of facing the battle, bald, and his face was full of concentration and enjoyment, just like Tonin who took pleasure in fighting. Its muscles bulged one by one, and it was full of explosive power.

The fourth one held gold and silver jewels in his hands, and knelt there, his eyes were peaceful, and his figure looked thin, and he carried five short swords behind him.

For some reason, Mo Jie felt that there was anger hidden under the calm in his eyes.

The fifth, half-lying on the ground, with a crown in one hand, a head sitting under his buttocks, dressed in all kinds of luxurious clothes, and a table in front of him was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and his mouth was full of disgust, as if he were disgusted with these riches, but his eyes flashed with greed and intoxication with beauty.

The sixth, with a gentle complexion, has a word engraved on his forehead: "Zhong", a lupine scarf, a long robe, and a handsome appearance.

The seventh, holding a large and generous book in one hand, with devotion in his eyes, and the other hand on the place of the heart of his chest. There seemed to be words in his mouth under the white flower's beard.

The eighth face was full of arrogance, the corners of his mouth rose a little to set off his arrogance, his eyes were full of banter, looking down at everyone, high up, although he was already dead, but he was perfectly reproduced on the statue, with his hands clasped in front of his chest.

The ninth, similar to the first, was dressed in armor and raised his sword high, ready to stab downward, with a struggling dragon at his feet.

"Is this a dragon slayer?" asked Mo Jie.

"This is Ascalon, and the sword is his. โ€

"What sword?"

"Sword of Ascalon. Sikong Mingyue replied.

"Uh-"

The tenth and the second were also women, dressed in light armor, with a lot of skin exposed, and a slender sword with a spiritual and gorgeous front finger in her hand, and her countenance, although not endless, was full of charming beauty, and her blonde hair was draped behind her back, and she was heroic.

The eleventh, dressed in a loose robe, squatted on the ground with his hair scattered, leaning against the wall behind him, holding a somewhat illusory long knife in his hand, his eyes seemed to be full of hatred for decay, and his eyes looked plain but creepy.

Merger decided to put him to the test because it looked pleasing to the eye.