Peerless Martial Soul

Then, he said to everyone in the Blood Demon Sect: "You each choose one. I have the highest cultivation level and will take the path that Chu Shaoyang chose just now."

The other members of the Blood Demon Sect drank together, and then chose a path to move forward.

And this old man calmly walked into the path of survival chosen by Chu Shaoyang!

After a while, there was no movement, and Chen Feng was about to stand up.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from the leftmost passage, and then Chen Feng saw Chu Shaoyang walking out of it.

Chu Shaoyang returned to the hall with a proud look on his face and a smile on his lips.

Then, this smile turned into a wild laugh: "Hahahaha, Blood Demon Sect, you idiots!"

"You have devoted all the efforts of the sect and spent ten years to finally help me find the tomb of the Yin-Yang Emperor!"

"We also used the fourteen strongest people in your Blood Demon Sect besides the sect leader to come here with me!"

"But do you know? What you are doing is useless. These fourteen Supreme Elders will also become my tools!"

There was a gloomy look in his eyes: "I have spent fifteen years building a good reputation of never breaking my promise, just to win your trust!"

"You are fooled!"

"Haha, these fifteen passages are not a way to survive at all, they are all dead ends! They are all death traps!"

"And I led you into this passage, definitely not to find a way to the depths of the Emperor's Tomb, but..."

He took a deep breath and made a loud voice: "But use your blood and lives to unlock the peerless magical power sealed at the entrance to the mausoleum!"

Chen Feng was extremely horrified after hearing these words.

This Chu Shaoyang is really very scheming, and even such a huge sect as the Blood Demon Sect has been sidetracked by him.

And he actually sent the fourteen most powerful Supreme Elders to follow him, and he teased these powerful men who were far more powerful than him in the midst of applause!

As soon as Chu Shaoyang finished speaking, bursts of screams came from the passage.

The screams were extremely shrill and full of fear, as if they had encountered the most terrifying thing.

Chu Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed: "It's done, it's done!"

"Among the fourteen elders on the stage, the weakest one is also in the Soul Condensing Realm. With the power of you fourteen Soul Condensing Realm masters, you are enough to unlock the seal of that peerless magic!"

The sounds of screams came and went one after another.

Soon, the screams subsided.

Then, Chen Feng saw that countless cracks suddenly appeared on the walls around the fourteen passages.

The stone wall cracked instantly, and then countless huge stones fell from it.

In an instant, the huge mountain belly in front of the hall collapsed, revealing a large hall.

This hall is hundreds of times wider than the hall where Chen Feng and others are now.

The area was tens of thousands of meters wide. Chen Feng wondered whether the entire mountain had been hollowed out. How could it be so huge?

The floor of this hall is entirely covered with fine mutton-fat white jade, and the walls are inlaid with countless treasures.

At the end of the hall is a huge golden gate, thousands of meters high, like the legendary gate to heaven!

Two giant dragons are carved on the door, and a Yin and Yang picture is printed on the front.

The golden gate is extremely impressive.

Chen Feng took a breath, this should be the real entrance to the tomb of Emperor Yin Yang!

Chu Shaoyang strode forward with great excitement. He came to the center of the hall, suddenly knelt down on the ground, and then shouted loudly:

"Disciple Chu Shaoyang, inherits the mantle of Emperor Yin-Yang, obtains the inheritance of Emperor Yin-Yang, and is qualified to enter the emperor's tomb!"

"This disciple sacrificed the blood of fourteen Soul Condensing Realm masters in the hope that the peerless magical power will appear!"

At this time, a sharp light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

Suddenly, he jumped up from the coffin and jumped a hundred meters from the high platform.

The Duanyue Sword was unsheathed, and with an extremely fierce gesture, it slashed towards Chu Shaoyang.

Chen Feng's eyes were full of fierce murderous intent!

On the road to martial arts, there is only me and no one else!

The road is difficult and dangerous, and only one person can pass it!

"If Chu Shaoyang gets the inheritance of Emperor Yin Yang, then I will gain nothing!"

"So, Chu Shaoyang must die!"

Chu Shaoyang was at this time. My heart was full of pride, thinking that everything was planned.

He didn't even expect that there was Chen Feng behind him who was preparing for a sneak attack.

He didn't have any defense at all, and was directly struck by Chen Feng's knife on his left shoulder.

There was a loud bang, and he let out a shrill scream. His left arm was almost cut off completely, and blood spurted out wildly.

He was sent flying more than ten meters and hit the gate heavily.

Blood stained the door red. He turned around suddenly and looked at Chen Feng, with a look of shock and anger in his eyes: "Who are you? When did you come here?"

Chen Feng remained silent and just shouted: "Kill!"

A cold look flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes, and he said: "I know, you must have received the inheritance of Emperor Yin Yang. When you came here, you happened to bump into me."

He looked at Chen Feng, with an extremely cold look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"Only I can obtain the inheritance of Emperor Yin Yang, and all others who want to obtain it will die!"

He said this so domineeringly, as if it were a matter of course, as if what he said was the truth!

Chen Feng didn't say a word, and the Duanyue Saber struck in front of him again.

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I was seriously injured by you just now because I was attacked by you without any defense."

"Now that I'm on guard, do you think you can still kill me?"

As he said that, he took a deep breath, and in Chen Feng's sight, he felt that Chu Shaoyang suddenly shone with golden light.

The whole person's body turned into the color of gold, looking extremely solid and brilliant.

He punched out, nothing fancy, just using his fist!

The fist and the Broken Moon Knife collided heavily. Chen Feng felt his chest tightening, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bones in his arms were almost shattered by the shock.

He took a dozen steps back, his mouth bleeding, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

Chu Shaoyang, on the other hand, just took a step back.

He looked at his fist, and there wasn't a single scratch on it.

Chu Shaoyang looked at Chen Feng and said proudly: "Did you see it? This is the power of the God-given body!"

"God-given body? What is this?" Chen Feng was suddenly shocked.

An Lao's voice rang in his ears: "Heaven-given divine body, this person is actually a heaven-given divine body!"

He continued to explain: "Chen Feng, you have a god-level bloodline, but your divine weapon bloodline is still far behind compared to the God-given divine body."