Divine Seal: Summon the Emperor's Armor at the beginning

The strength of the blue skeleton in front of me has reached the seventh level, which is much more powerful than the previous Holy Guard No. 12.

But facing the now greatly increased strength of the general-level Demon Hunting Group No. 21, the outcome can only be defeat.

The No. 21 general-level demon hunting group now has the strength to upgrade to the commander-level demon hunting group, and it is considered a powerful presence among the commander-level demon hunting groups.

Like wolves and tigers, they quickly defeated the blue skeleton.

"Master, Saint Guard No. 11 is reporting to you."

After the words fell, the blue skull turned into a skull burning with blue flames and hung on Yang Zhao's eternal melody.

There were two more seventh-level thugs for nothing.

And both Holy Guard No. 12 and Holy Guard No. 11 are powerful beings in the seventh level.

They have extremely rich combat experience and have mastered some powerful skills from the glory days.

Undoubtedly, this has greatly improved the team strength of the General Level 21 Demon Hunting Group.

After all, none of them have broken through to the seventh level yet.

The battle ended, and suddenly, the Tower of Eternity trembled slightly.

A soft golden light rippled from the eternal melody on Yang Zhao's chest. Wherever the golden light passed, it dispelled everything that was originally illusory and hazy in the passage.

Only then did everyone realize that they had reached the end of the passage.

A huge statue stands here.

Although it was just a statue, when Yang Zhao and others looked at him, they felt a vast and endless majesty.

The statue is more than ten meters high, standing there quietly, looking lifelike in a gorgeous black robe.

On the black robe, golden runes shined.

In his hand he held a staff that was two meters longer than his height. The whole body was made of three colors of soul rings, black, white and gold intertwined together.

Black represents pure death, gold represents holy light, and white seems to be related to the power of summons.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this statue.

It's just a statue, but it exudes a deep, wise, majestic and vast atmosphere.

Yang Zhao bowed and performed the rituals of a mage.

"Congratulations, you passed the first test. The Twelve Holy Guards are my gift to you. They were my twelve guardians back then. They are all supreme. Unfortunately, human life takes priority after all. I can only let them exist in the form of undead. This is also one of the most precious resources I leave to you. As you continue to move forward, each time you pass a level of test, part of the strength of the Holy Guard will be restored."

"My child, one day, you will make the Twelve Saint Guards shine again."

As he finished speaking, a white beam of light fell from the skull gem on the top of the staff.

The diameter of the light pillar is about three meters, emitting faint spatial fluctuations, which is the passage leading to the second floor.

Yang Zhao asked: "How is everyone's consumption? Keep going, or go back and take a rest?"

Long Haochen said: "Keep moving forward and explore the road first."

"it is good."

"The second level mainly trains our flying combat skills, everyone releases the spiritual wings."

Yang Zhao took the lead in opening a pair of wide golden spiritual wings and stepped into the white light pillar.

The next moment, Yang Zhao came to the second floor of the Tower of Eternity. It was a white scene. There were still a row of pillars extending forward on both sides, but under his feet they were not entities, but illusory clouds and mist.

Everyone also appeared behind Yang Zhao.

If Yang Zhao hadn't reminded them in advance to release the spirit wings, I'm afraid someone would have made a fool of themselves now.

After Yang Zhao flew forward three meters with the Aria of the Goddess of Light, the white clouds below suddenly surged, and then six figures appeared in six directions of Yang Zhao at the same time, rushing toward him like lightning.

It's still a skeleton, but it's petite, has wings on its back, and is incredibly fast.

Yang Zhao suddenly stopped and slashed out with his divine sword. A sharp sword energy swept out and forced the six skeletons back.

Their speed was surprisingly fast, and after just a brief adjustment, they were approaching Yang Zhao again.

Yang Zhao vibrated the spiritual wings behind him, his body flew and spun, and he began to try to fight in the air...

In the dark tall hall, the light was dim, and a man with disheveled black hair stood in the middle of the hall, with blood-red brilliance blooming in his eyes.

He punched out, and the terrifying dark spiritual power instantly erupted like a blowout. Every time he punched or kicked, there would be a strong sonic boom in the air.

His handsome face was full of coldness, and his naked upper body was covered with scale-like dark purple magic lines.

Just when his momentum reached its peak, a figure quietly appeared behind him.

This figure was shrouded in a black robe, with a slender figure, and his face could not be seen clearly.

As if aware of the sudden threat behind him, the shirtless man suddenly turned around and punched out.

This punch condensed his peak combat power, and the terrifying power exploded instantly, and the entire hall shook because of this punch.

But in the face of such a terrifying punch, the figure that suddenly appeared was just a little too energetic. He stretched out a white finger and touched the domineering and terrifying fist.

"puff"

Time seemed to stand still, and he did not even emit any spiritual energy fluctuations, but the shirtless man flew backwards like a cannonball and hit the wall in the distance hard.

The slender figure put his hands behind his back, and a soft voice sounded: "If it is too strong, it will be easy to break. Only by combining hardness and softness can you reach the realm of defying the heavens."

This voice is very soft, but those who are familiar with it know how terrifying the owner of this figure is.

The man who fell to the ground slowly got up. He did not stand up, but knelt there and said respectfully: "Father."

"Your injury is almost healed. Why don't you prepare for the wedding you've worked so hard for?" The slender man raised his head, revealing an extremely handsome face.

It’s none other than Demon God Emperor Fengxiu!

The person kneeling there was none other than the demon prince Abao who had been defeated by Yang Zhao in the dream paradise.

"I have no shame to see Yue Ye." Abao whispered.

Demon God Emperor Fengxiu said calmly: "Can't you bear this setback? Although several Demon God successors have fallen in Dream Paradise, it is not your fault. That person is very special, no matter who leads the team, he is This result."

"Father, I am not willing to give in." Abao's eyes were blood red.

"Continue to get stronger if you are not willing to give in. It is not a bad thing to have such an opponent to spur you on." The Demon God Emperor said coldly.

"The wedding is coming, so you should prepare first. Your life is still long. As my heir, you must face up to the power of human beings and make yourself stronger. Otherwise, you will not be qualified to inherit my throne in the future."

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