The aura was so faint that the man's phantom dissipated automatically not long after it appeared, but Art still didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

There was nothing wrong with this breath being the breath of the gods, and he couldn't understand this, because the intensity of this breath was very similar to the strength of his master's breath, and he also appreciated the terrifying nature of the gods in the illusion of the essence blood of the gods.

Obviously, the stone gate in front of him was built by the owner of this cemetery, which shows its importance in the heart of the owner of this cemetery, and there must be something to the extreme behind this stone gate.

And with it comes an extremely strong danger, even if they are at the peak of the Holy Rank, they may fall at any time.

Art stared at the gate in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and a trace of hesitation flashed on his face, looking at the professional beside him.

"Do you want to go in?" Art asked the man, looking at this posture, the man should have some knowledge of this cemetery, and he should not rush to death, so Art wants to listen to what his opinion is.

The man was also a little hesitant, although he was a peak saint-rank professional, but this cemetery was the purpose of a god-level professional after all, even if it was a strong saint-level professional, it would be useless to face a god, even if that god was dead.

"Go in, you have to go in, I've been stuck at the peak of the Holy Rank for hundreds of years, and now this cemetery is my only hope, even if I die, I'll die here. The man hesitated for a moment, then a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and then directly touched the stone door.

Hearing the man's words, the corners of Art's mouth twitched, and he was still counting on listening to that person's opinion, but he didn't expect that person to become a little crazy because the deadline was approaching.

Seeing the appearance of that person, he also gritted his teeth, the Hell Clan is now eyeing the Crescent Moon Kingdom, and he doesn't know when he will start a war, although he has a long life, but the time to leave him is running out, he will accompany the madness and madness!

Anyway, he has a spirit body, and he is not an entity in the spirit body, even if he dies, it will not have any effect on him, it is a big deal to blow himself up again, I believe that if the spirit body self-destructs at this level, there should be no professional who can stop it.

He could feel that when the cultivation of his ontology broke through the middle stage of the Holy Rank, the cultivation of his spiritual body had been raised to a level that was even stronger than the peak of the Holy Rank.

The gate was very heavy, even the person at the peak of the Holy Rank Profession wanted to push it very hard, the green tendons continued to spread in his hands, the force in his hands became bigger and bigger, and at the same time, the spiritual power was constantly pouring into his hands and feet and pushing the stone door forward and vigorously.

But even so, the stone gate did not move at all, until the spiritual power in the person's body climbed to the extreme and poured into the arms and feet, the stone door made a slight sound, and then the two huge stone doors staggered and appeared a gap.

"Come and help!" At the moment when the door opened, the professional suddenly felt a strong resistance from the other side of the door to prevent the door from continuing to open, and the gap that was originally open began to gradually close, which suddenly made his eyes flutter, and he gritted his teeth tightly and squeezed out four words.

"Okay!" Art came back to his senses after the psychological struggle, nodded, and immediately turned into a streamer, and the next moment the palm of his hand hit the door directly, and the violent spiritual power was frantically poured into the arm along the meridians, and the huge force instantly opened the door again, and the gap became bigger and bigger.

Art's strength is no joke, the Dragon Blade Guardian itself is known for its strong physical attacks, how can the strength be poor? In addition, the basic attributes of the spirit body are now more powerful than the peak of the Holy Rank, as soon as Arter joined, it immediately made that person feel a lot more relaxed.

At the same time, his heart was even more shocked, judging from the sense of strength that came out of this feedback, in terms of strength alone, this kid's strength was more than twice as strong as his!

"Which freak has been cultivated by a great force? Seventeen or eighteen years old has such a strong power, it is simply terrifying to the extreme. The man secretly slandered himself as he pushed the door, and in his heart, he hung up on the danger of Art.

With the efforts of the two of them, a small gap was opened by the two of them in the huge stone gate, which was enough for two people to pass through, so the two of them did not continue to push it down, but slipped into the gap in two streamers.

When they entered the back of the door, the two of them suddenly exploded all over their bodies, and there was a creepy feeling climbing in their hearts.

Because there were thousands of puppets in front of them, and the aura permeated by each puppet was the pinnacle of the Holy Order, strange shapes, but they were arranged very neatly, and even the air was filled with the intent of slaughter.

Yate was horrified, these more than 1,000 puppets are the strength of the peak professionals of the Holy Order, against the two of them, the two of them can be said to have no chance of winning, just the so-called chaotic punch to kill the master, not to mention that this chaotic fist is still at the same level as the master, and it can be said that there is no chance of winning at all.

Art subconsciously turned around and was about to leave through the crack in the door, only to find that the gap behind him had completely closed at some point.

At the same time, the face of the professional next to Art is not very good-looking, to be exact, it is difficult to see the extreme, the puppet itself is more difficult than people, although it does not have much intelligence, but it is not afraid of death, and the hardness of the body is comparable to that of an enchanted weapon.

If these more than 1,000 puppets are ordinary peak puppets of the Holy Rank, then he still has a certain degree of certainty to escape, and the identification of puppets is nothing more than to identify the enemy's location through the fluctuation of spiritual energy, plus the spiritual power that can sense the existence of other people's bodies to track the enemy.

And he is an assassin, or a shadow assassin, and his kung fu that he is good at hiding can be said to be the strongest in his profession, and even the spiritual power contained in his body can be completely hidden, so she is not afraid of these puppets like dead things, because even if he stands in front of these puppets, these puppets cannot be recognized.

What he feared was that there were spiritual puppets among the more than 1,000 puppets.

It would be bad if there really were spiritual puppets, there was not much difference between spiritual puppets and ordinary puppets, except that there was an extra soul slot on the puppets of zero nature, which was dedicated to storing the soul of professionals, and he could retain the historical form and wisdom of the professionals. (To be continued.) )