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Chapter 382 The Fire of Wraith

"What? The head and elders of the family were actually missing. Did they know that the family was going to be robbed and just escape?"

"The family has given up on us. What family are we still guarding? Escape quickly!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the Yuan family's children who were in a row and fled in scattered, but did not stop him. Once a family's heart dispersed, it would be difficult to reunite. Moreover, even if the Yuan family reunites, it is just an ant-like force to him and is not worth mentioning at all.

Jian Fengyun's figure appeared deep in the Yuan family, and a huge black iron gate suddenly blocked the way. In his perception, an extremely strong evil spirit stayed in it.

"Be careful, young master!"

At this moment, there was a sudden wave in the void in front of Jian Fengyun, and the figures of ten martial emperors appeared directly, blocking Jian Fengyun's body.

Wu Ling'er, who was behind Jian Fengyun, looked at this scene and her face suddenly became wonderful. There were ten powerful Spirit Emperors, and her breath felt even stronger than her father.

Jian Fengyun glanced at ten people and nodded slightly. It seemed that Zuo Hai was really attentive. Although the ten strong men at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm were still quite far from the Spirit King Realm, they were also existences in the late stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm. It can be said that these people in Wuling City represent invincibility.

boom--

Almost at the same time, the ten spiritual emperors had already activated their spiritual power to bombard the iron gate. However, after a roar, the black iron gate was still closed without any damage.

"Why can't you open it?" The powerful Linghuang Realm who took action spoke suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He knew very well how much strength the palm just now used. In order to avoid danger behind the door, he used 30% of his strength. He took one palm, let alone just a black iron gate, even the gate cast by the imperial-level spiritual iron must be made.

However, the black iron gate in front of him stood here without moving. If this hadn't happened to him, he would have even suspected that this was a joke.

When the Spirit Emperor saw this scene, he frowned and took action directly, and punched him again.

boom--

There was another roar, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuated even the ground outside the Black Iron Gate was covered with cracks and dust flew. However, when the dust dissipated, the Black Iron Gate remained motionless, and it was not even obvious that it had been attacked.

"How is that possible!" The Emperor of Spirit who took action spoke out in surprise.

With the lessons from the previous Spirit Emperor, he used 50% of his power directly, but he still did not shake the Black Iron Gate.

The appearance of this scene made the ten spiritual emperors look at each other in confusion.

"I'll do it!"

At this moment, the middle-aged spiritual emperor with the most powerful aura among the ten suddenly came out and gathered the spiritual power on his body to take action.

"No need to try it. There is a void formation on this Xuan Iron Gate, which cannot be broken with brute force. Otherwise, even if the void is shattered, the Xuan Iron Gate and the space behind will be involved in the space turbulence, which is difficult to find." Jian Fengyun looked at the Xuan Iron Gate in front of him and said thoughtfully.

"Ah!" All the Spirit Emperors were stunned at the same time, looking at Jian Fengyun, and said, "Young Master, what should I do? Should I ask Deacon Hai to send a formation master over?"

"No, although the Void Array is mysterious, I happen to solve it." Jian Fengyun smiled boldly and stepped forward.

In an instant, more than ten eyes gathered on him.

Jian Fengyun raised his hand and a sword energy condensed into the palm of his hand, slowly stroking towards the black iron gate.

Sure enough, when his hand fell on the black iron gate, he could clearly feel a diaphragm as thin as a cicada's wing. This diaphragm blended with the real void, and people who were not strong enough in their spiritual sense could not sense it at all.

In an instant, silver light suddenly lit up on Jian Fengyun's palm, and mysterious magic tricks suddenly appeared on the Xuan Iron Gate, as if corresponding to something, but the speed of the magic trick flashed was like a shuttle through space, and disappeared instantly before they could see it clearly.

Kakka--

Almost as the silver light converged, the black iron gate in front of Jian Fengyun suddenly opened, and a ball of black gas suddenly surged out.

"Be careful, young master!"

Suddenly, a light shout sounded, and the ten spiritual emperors took action and slapped at the black air together.

Bang!

The black gas suddenly burst out and turned into wisps of black light entangled on the wrists of the ten spirit emperors, with strong corrosiveness. After a few breaths, the black black power on the spiritual emperor's fists and palms had been swallowed up completely.

"careful!"

Jian Fengyun spoke lightly and took action directly. A faint blue flame surged out of his hand, sweeping away the black power on the palms of the ten spiritual emperors.

"Which was that just now?" The ten spiritual emperors suddenly reacted.

I felt like I had a life of surviving disaster in my heart. Just when the black power surged into their hands, they almost smelled the extreme danger, but in a moment, it was only enough for them to activate their spiritual power, and they could not stop the black flames at all. Just when they felt that the crisis was about to come, a dark blue fire flashed in front of them, taking away the black powers. The sense of crisis from the depths of their souls suddenly disappeared.

"That's the fire of resentful spirits. Be careful, this dungeon is extraordinary!" Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but frown at the deep passage in front of him.

The fire of the resentful spirit is a secret technique that can only be controlled by the ancient wilderness races. It is rumored that the burning flames of the Nine Nether Hells are controlled by the ancient races with secret techniques and can destroy all power and all life. The only nemesis is the powerful flame.

These were what Jian Fengyun saw in ancient books in his previous life. It is rumored that after the ancient times, Hongmeng evolved into all races, and the bloodlines of all races were nurtured by heaven and earth. Each member had powerful power or natural secret magic powers. However, after the ancient catastrophe, almost all races were destroyed. How could there be secret techniques of all races here?

Jian Fengyun couldn't figure it out, but his consciousness was still stuck in the dungeon, above the powerful evil aura.

"Don't leave my body three feet away, otherwise I can't save you if I encounter the fire of resentful spirits again." Jian Fengyun said to the ten spirit emperors beside him.

"Yes, young master!" the spirit emperors responded.

However, they soon discovered something was wrong. It seemed that they were not here to protect Jian Fengyun, but Jian Fengyun was here to protect them.

The dungeon that was tested in the dark was covered with cages. These cages were all made of thousands of years of black iron. Almost a dry bone was piled up in each cage, and faded blood stains were stained on the cage, making the dungeon even deeper.

The dungeon is more than a hundred feet long, everywhere...
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