With the roar of the demon, the whole world trembled, and a gust of wind was set off, and the eyes of the people could not be opened.

Everyone's eyelids jumped, and almost in an instant, everyone's cold hairs stood up.

"This is not a ruin, but a cemetery, a cemetery for god-level professionals!" Art listened to the demon's roar, and his whole head buzzed like an explosion.

Art knew that this was a terrible thing, that ruins and cemeteries were not the same thing at all.

Ruins are generally used to store the treasures of the professionals, where the professionals used to live, and it may also be a place where the professionals are looking for inheritors.

Of course, there is danger, but it is not ruthless, maybe the difference in level will make them kill a lot of people, but it is not impossible to reach the depths of the ruins.

In the case of a cemetery, as a shelter for professionals after death, in order to prevent people from disturbing or tomb robbers stealing treasures, the danger set up will be extremely vicious, even fatal.

And the cemetery in front of him still belongs to the gods, and the danger inside can be imagined? Maybe the wooden man and these two demons are just the lowest level of guards, and there will even be the existence of holy orders inside, or there are other unpredictable dangers, which are not something they can compete with at all.

Even if a professional of the same level breaks into the graveyard of a professional of the same level, it is extremely dangerous, not to mention that there is a world of difference between them and a god-level professional.

Hearing the demon's words, panic flashed across everyone's faces, and everyone understood what the word cemetery meant, and at this moment, the fighting intent in everyone's hearts was completely dispelled.

In the face of the absolute crushing of the power type, no one can raise a trace of fighting intent.

"Don't stand here stupidly, even if you regret it now, deal with the two demons in front of you. We can withdraw, it's up to you whether you live or die!" said Art as he slowed down a little as he looked at the crowd who had been rushing towards the demons but had stopped.

Art must now find a way to inspire everyone's confidence, otherwise the battle with low odds will only become more slim.

"Good!" Everyone responded in unison, and everyone forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts. Keep rushing up.

Art is right, in this situation, you must not lose your fighting spirit, even if there is little hope, you must continue to fight!

Because they all still want to live, even if their life is slim, there is still a glimmer of hope in their eyes, what about the cemetery of god-level professionals? In front of them, there are only two sub-saints who stand in the way, and they still have a chance!

The crowd immediately continued to rush towards the two demon reliefs, and the thirst for life made them mad instead. Everyone's face flashed with desperate looks.

Looking at the people rushing to kill, the faces of the two demons leaked a trace of coldness, and their blood-red eyes were full of disdain.

"A group of weak people, and they can only rely on numbers!" let out a contemptuous roar from the demon on the right, and waved his right hand lightly at the crowd who rushed to the scene.

Suddenly, the entire space was violently windy, and the Dao Dao Gang wind generated by the wave of his hand immediately made the entire space shake uneasy, and all the figures who were charging immediately stagnated under this huge force. They all took a few steps back.

The concussion in the air made everyone's chests feel stuffy for a while, as if they were pressed against their chests by a 10,000-ton boulder.

Art, who followed everyone forward to kill, was no exception. Rao is spirit body, which can be comparable to the peak of the ninth order after fusion, also took two steps back under this strong force.

"How is this possible?" Yate in the space ring looked incredulous, although his reaction was not as good as that of a ninth-order peak professional, but in terms of the physical quality and strength of the spirit body alone, Yat's spirit body was not weaker than any ninth-order peak professional, and he was shocked back by Yasheng's gentle wave of his hand?!

It's not just Yat. The same was true of the other ninth-order peak professionals in the queue, and everyone had unspeakable fear on their faces.

Yasheng is a level located between the peak of the ninth order and the saint-level professional, according to the strict level, there is no such classification as sub-saint, in essence. In fact, it does not belong to the Holy Rank Profession, but only has some of the characteristics of the Saint Rank Professional.

They had already known that the Yasheng Society was very strong, but they didn't expect that the Holy Rank could be so strong that it was simply outrageous, and they could play with so many ninth-order professionals, even the ninth-order peak professionals were no exception.

At this moment, the battle intent that suddenly rekindled everyone dissipated, and even Art became a little decadent.

Although the Dragon Blade Guardian is a belligerent profession, and there is a deep battle intent hidden in the blood of the Dragon Blade Guardian, but in the face of such a big gap in strength, even if there is a battle intent through the sky, it will not help, after all, having a war intent does not mean that you can come forward to find abuse.

In fact, for Art, this is not a matter of life and death, he has the holy artifact Babel Tower, as long as he summons the spirit body back into his body, he can control the Babel Tower to escape from the ascension.

However, the people who came with him could only stay here, and although they could also use the Tower of Babel to take them away, they did not dare to guarantee that some of these people would have ulterior motives and covet their treasures.

Arte didn't know them well enough to be comfortable exposing one of his great secrets to them.

At this time, Arte's heart is quite entangled, in terms of Art's person, they are so unfamiliar, and they are also their partners in name, Arter doesn't want to abandon it easily, even if the enemy is strong in combat, he has to leave his spirit body to fight!

If the spirit body was beaten and dissipated, then he had nothing to do, and he could only leave them behind, after all, his body was only in the early stage of the eighth order, and any ninth-order professional could kill him in seconds, and it wouldn't help at all.

At this moment, Art hated a little, he hated himself for being incompetent, his master had already taught himself the auxiliary spiritual technique of the Great Spirit God Immortal Law to use before, but he had only comprehended a spiritual possession technique.

"Don't panic, everyone, things aren't so bad!" The eldest lady who was casting a long-range attack magic in the back seemed to notice something, and a flash of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she let out a crisp cheer.

Mages, each of whom is a perceiving person, are not as sensitive as the intuition of the Dragonblade Guardian, but they have a higher degree of accuracy in what has already happened.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the wave you said you felt just now was not simply a demon attacking, just now I noticed that at that moment, the spiritual power and aura of the two demons briefly fused!" (To be continued.) )