The third thousand three hundred and sixty-seventh chapter artifact spirit suppression
"puff!"
Jian Chen opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned sickly pale.
Inside his body, the internal organs were already covered with cracks, and there were even some internal organ fragments that spurted out of his mouth along with the blood.
As for the bones on his body, almost one-third of the area has been broken or even shattered.
He is now inside the Supreme Artifact. This world is completely controlled by the Supreme Artifact. The huge gap in strength between the two makes him as weak as an ant even though he has returned to the sixteenth level of the Chaos Body.
All his current strength is only in the Hunyuan Beginning Realm.
However, within the Supreme Divine Artifact, given its level, even the Taishi Realm can easily suppress it, so Jian Chen is naturally unable to resist.
Of course, these injuries may seem serious, but for the body of chaos, they are actually nothing, and they do not even affect his combat power.
The real fatal thing is the curse power that has been suppressed in his legs.
In order to resist the suppression of the Supreme Artifact Spirit, he had tried his best and used all his strength. The power of the curse of the Dao Yi Saint that remained in his body, due to the loss of the suppression of the power of chaos, suddenly fell from his legs.
It rushed out and began to spread rapidly inside his body.
Once the power of this curse spreads, it will naturally be extremely difficult to suppress it again.
What's more, he has not only been suppressed, but also suffered heavy losses.
Under this double blow, Jian Chen was unable to find the strength to continue suppressing the power of the curse.
On the other side, Lord Biluo and several other Wood Spirit Tribe experts changed their expressions when they saw Jian Chen's fate.
They could tell at a glance that the spirit of the ancestral weapon was very hostile to Jian Chen, which made some of them feel entangled in their hearts.
On one side is the spirit of the ancestral weapon, and on the other is the great benefactor who has been kind to them for reincarnation. This makes the seven newly promoted masters begin to have difficulties in their hearts, not knowing which side to stand on.
"Lord Zuling, the Lord of Peace has been very kind to us. If it weren't for the Lord of Peace, none of us would be able to enter here to wake you up. I hope Lord Zuling will show mercy." In the end, King Wuluan was the first one.
Open your mouth and intercede for Jian Chen.
Lord Biluo seemed to have just reacted at this time. She ducked in front of the illusory mountain peak that was suppressing Jian Chen. Her eyes showed anxiety and concern. Then she held the divine sword and shot out a powerful wave of energy directly towards the illusory mountain peak.
When Lord Dou Tian and several other strong men from the Wood Spirit Tribe saw this scene, their expressions changed dramatically. This illusory mountain peak was transformed by the energy of the spirit of the ancestral weapon, although they did not think Lord Biluo could break the power of the spirit of the ancestral weapon.
, but such behavior is a great disrespect to the spirit of the ancestral weapon.
However, the current Lord of Biluo seemed to have abandoned everything. He just wanted to rescue Jian Chen and didn't care whether he would offend the spirit of the ancestral weapon.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the divine sword in the hands of Lord Biluo hit the illusory mountain peak that was suppressing Jian Chen, but the mountain peak did not move at all, and she herself was shaken by a powerful counterattack force and flew backwards, with a look on her face.
It flushed instantly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"You, the younger generation, actually went to help a person from the Holy World? You are simply stupid. Do you know how many of your ancestors those hateful people from the Holy World killed back then?"
"Have you ever known that the Wood Spirit Tribe was almost in danger of annihilation because of those people from the Holy Realm?"
"Do you know that you are trapped in this small world and will never be able to leave? Who is the ultimate culprit?"
The Ancestral Artifact Spirit seemed to be angered. It knew exactly why the Wood Spirit Tribe separated from the larger ethnic group and why they came to hide in this resource-poor lower space.
Because it has experienced that era.
It hates the holy warriors to the core and has a blood feud.
Therefore, as soon as it woke up today, it saw that this group of juniors were mixed up with people from the Holy World, which naturally made the spirit of the Supreme Artifact extremely angry.
Its anger disturbed the sky, and the sky was no longer blue, but instantly turned into blood red, as if it was soaked in endless blood, and a chilling air filled the entire world.
These strong men of the Wood Spirit Tribe were all trembling with fear, and their faces became extremely pale, because in this bloody sky, they seemed to see countless ancestors fighting with people from the Holy World, and saw countless
The corpses of our ancestors were floating in the sea of blood.
This scene deeply shocked the hearts of all of them.
"Did you see it? Did you see it? The culprits of all these are people from the Holy World, people from the Holy World." The weapon spirit made a sound of gnashing teeth, with a look of hatred burning in his eyes: "Not only your countless
My ancestors died tragically at the hands of people from the Holy World, and even I was severely wounded by people from the Holy World back then."
"It was the saints of those ancient families who were holding powerful artifacts of the same level as mine and severely injured me."
When talking about some past events from that year, the spirit of the ancestral weapon is filled with evil spirits. Although it has gone through countless years, it has been sleeping for too long, so to it, these things just seem like they happened yesterday.
The powerful men of the Wood Spirit Tribe were all shocked and stood there tremblingly without saying a word.
"Qi Ling, what you are talking about is very ancient history. Now, the people in the Lingxian world have become the Lingxian clan and become a part of the Holy World. They are what you call the people of the Holy World.
"At this time, the suppressed Jian Chen spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and when he spoke, there was even a trace of black blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth.
Within his body, the power of the curse spread faster and faster, but now, he was suppressed and was powerless.
"That's nonsense. Our spirit world and the holy world have long been mortal enemies. How can we live in harmony, let alone become a member of the holy world." The weapon spirit retorted mercilessly. It had experienced the darkness and despair of that year.
At that time, I didn’t think that the spirit world had any chance of winning.
"Okay, since you don't believe in the Holy World, let's not talk about the Holy World first, but talk about yourself. You woke up because of me. Without me, you would still be in deep sleep now."
"After you woke up, not only did you not appreciate me, but you suppressed me with your backhand. You are the weapon spirit of the supreme artifact, how can you repay kindness with hatred like this?" Jian Chen continued, feeling very powerless in his heart. The source of life is
She was awakened, but her power exceeded expectations, and she also had great hatred for people in the Holy World.
Under such circumstances, his hope of obtaining the Supreme Artifact was very slim and completely impossible.
Even survival has become a big problem.
"It's ridiculous. Is it because of you that I woke up?" The Ancestral Artifact Spirit sneered at Jian Chen's words.
"The Lord of Peace is right. Without the Lord of Peace, we wouldn't be able to gather the nine Hunyuan realms. Without the nine Hunyuan realms, we wouldn't be able to get in here," King Wuluan said.
"That's true. Without Jian Chen, we can't get in. If we can't get in, naturally we can't wake up the ancestral spirit master from his slumber. Therefore, I hope the ancestral spirit master will be merciful and forgive Jian Chen." Lord Biluo also came from
Walking from a distance, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, but there was no fear in her eyes.
"Please, Lord Ancestor Spirit, please spare the Lord of Peace for the sake of the fact that we spent 90% of our lives to wake you up." Lord Dou Tian also begged for mercy. He would never forget that day when Jian Chen killed him from the hands of the Lord of Blood Killing.
The rescue scene.
At that time, he was only in the state of his soul and was very fragile. When he fell into Jian Chen's hands, Jian Chen could have killed him easily, but instead of doing so, Jian Chen spent a lot of resources to help him rebuild his physical body.
Lord Doutian will always remember this kindness in his heart.
Because he is not an ungrateful person.
"What? You think you sacrificed your lives to wake me up? Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous, really ridiculous. Your generation of descendants are really stupid. With your little strength, just with your
Are you trying to wake me up with this little bit of vitality?" The Ancestral Artifact Spirit laughed loudly, his words full of ridicule.
"Isn't it because of us?" Hearing this, several masters of the Wood Spirit Tribe looked at each other.
"I was the one who woke you up. I accidentally obtained a spine of your master back then. It was through this spine that I woke you up." Jian Chen said, and then he held the weapon spirit's back
Suppressing it, he opened his palms with difficulty, only to see a few dust-like wood chips remaining in his palms.
This sawdust is exactly the backbone of the Supreme Being of the Wood Spirit Clan.
When the Wood Spirit Clan Supreme's spine completely dissipated, there was still some powder left in Jian Chen's hand.