He Wuhen's tone was very contemptuous, and his expression was cold and arrogant.

The seventy-two royal apostles were immediately furious and violently intent burst out in their eyes.

The old man in black robe looked even more ugly, and he stared at He Wuhen with cold eyes and waved his order.

"Kill him!"

The seventy-two royal apostles immediately burst out with all their strength, and their dazzling golden light surged all over their bodies, and they waved their swords and rushed towards He Wuhen.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Hundreds of swords and shadows covered the sky, forming a golden sword net, and headed towards He Wuhen.

The power of each sword light and sword shadow is incredibly fast and very powerful.

The old man in black robe believed that there was absolutely no one who could survive the siege of the seventy-two imperial tombs alone.

Not to mention the strange human boy in front of him, even the most famous gods in the world today would never be able to do it.

After all, the apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Mausoleums are all gifted and have a powerful bloodline inheritance.

Each nine of them are a group of people, with the same blood talent, and they usually fight together, and they cooperate very well.

Eight groups of people joined forces to form a Bagua battle formation, which can instantly solidify the strength of seventy-two people and burst out the most powerful magic attack.

This is the reason why the old man in black robe is extremely confident and believes that He Wuhen will die.

For example, now, the seventy-two imperial tomb apostles are working together to attack, and the first move is to use the combined attack magic technique used by the battle formation.

"Imperial Dao Conquers the Sky!"

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will be suppressed and killed on the spot under the pressure of swords and swords and magnificent pressure.

The old man in black robe looked at everything with a smile, waiting to see He Wuhen being killed in one move and end up smashing to pieces on the spot.

However, He Wuhen remained calm and was happy without fear.

He saw murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted coldly: "Domain of God of War!"

Suddenly, endless golden light surged out of his body, condensed into a golden light cover of 30,000 miles, covering the entire God Emperor Mausoleum.

"Divine Art of Protecting Body!"

Immediately afterwards, He Wuhen shouted coldly again, golden light surged out of his body, and a golden light shield condensed around him to protect him inside.

As soon as the realm of the God of War was formed, it exuded a mysterious and powerful force, and severely suppressed the apostles of the seventy-two imperial tombs and the old man in black robe.

Everyone felt that the pressure increased sharply, their breathing was not smooth, and their movement speed was slowed down several times.

More importantly, the attacks of the apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Mausoleums were also weakened by eight times out of thin air and became weak and weak.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The sword and sword shadows in the sky hit He Wuhen, but they were all blocked by the golden shield.

What everyone was unbelievable was that the golden shield was trembling violently, but there was not even a crack, and He Wuhen was even more unscathed.

"How is that possible?"

"Who is this boy? He has such a strong defense?"

The old man in black robe was stunned immediately, and the smile on his face also stiffened and frozen.

His face was twitching, his forehead was pounding, and his heart was trembling slightly.

When he thought about what he thought just now, he decided that He Wuhen would definitely die. When he looked at He Wuhen, who was unharmed, the old man in black robe felt a scorching pain on his face, as if he was slapped twice.

The seventy-two royal apostles were stunned for a moment, all of whom looked at each other with shock and surprise expressions.

They have been guarding the God Emperor's Mausoleum for countless years. During this period, there are always some people who are ignorant of life and death, and they want to try their luck in the God Emperor's Mausoleum.

Those people are too ambitious and always want to dig the tombs of the Eight Great Divine Emperors in order to steal some magical secrets or peerless treasures, and then rise to the top and soar into the sky.

But in the end, no matter how genius or powerful those guys are, they will eventually die under the sword of the Apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Tombs.

Even most people don’t need seventy-two apostles to take action, and just nine people will solve it.

So much so that the apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Tombs gradually became arrogant and underestimated the warriors in the world, and believed that they were invincible in their joint efforts.

Even if the strongest gods of the world come, it is impossible to enter the cemetery.

And now, He Wuhen’s performance is undoubtedly like a big foot, trampling on their faces and trampling on their pride and dignity.

"A bastard! He must have used some taboo secret technique!"

"Yes, this kind of evil magic cannot last for a long time. We will definitely be able to kill him in the next move!"

"Anyone who blasphemed his ancestors will surely die!"

"Senior brothers, don't worry, this boy will definitely be crushed by us!"

Many apostles of the imperial tombs shouted loudly, encouraging and cheering each other to eliminate the shock and fear in their companions' hearts.

But at this moment, something even more incredible happened.

The golden shield on He Wuhen actually returned the attack of the seventy-two imperial tombs with double power and killed everyone.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Suddenly, the sky was covered with swords and swords, and the deep valley was shining with golden light.

The air was filled with violent and raging energy, and the sharp sword energy cut the sky into pieces, revealing dense cracks in the void.

The apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Mausoleums were suddenly panicked, and they all showed expressions of fear and fear, and even people couldn't help but retreat.

The old man in black robe was immediately furious and shouted in a stern voice: "What are you panic? Join forces to resist!"

The seventy-two apostles immediately came to their senses and quickly used their best defensive magic to unite to condense a defensive array and light shield to resist He Wuhen's attack.

Unfortunately, they are in the realm of the God of War and consume eight times the divine power when using magic.

And the power of the magic they used was also reduced by eight times!

This is very tragic.

"Bang bang bang!"

Amid a series of muffled sounds, the swords and shadows of the sky hit the shields of the apostles of the seventy-two imperial tombs.

Their defensive array and shield were broken by the bombardment and exploded into pieces on the spot.

Many people were injured by swords and sabers, leaving a tragic blood mark on their front chests and backs.

Blood splashed in the crowd, and everyone screamed and roared angryly.

He Wuhen was in power and refused to forgive him. He took this opportunity to take out the Blood-Drinking Sword and Xuanyuan Sword. His figure flashed and teleported over, and he rushed into the crowd with unparalleled power.

"Shadow of Destruction!"

"Eternal Roulette!"

"The mad sword destroys the world!"

His figure flashed repeatedly, and he kept waving his sword and slashing out various magical attacks.

The power of each divine art was enhanced by eight times by the realm of the God of War, which made the apostles of the Seventy-Two Imperial Mausoleums feel frightened and palpitations.

Everyone showed despair and horror. Even if they tried their best to resist, they would be weak and vulnerable under He Wuhen's attack.

Amid the muffled sound of "bang bang bang", the magic attack burst out dazzling golden light in the crowd, bringing up bunches of blood flowers.

The apostles of the imperial tombs wearing armor and holding swords were defeated under the shadow of swords and swords, and their bodies turned into pieces of debris, turning into bloody rain and dripping in the air.

The air was filled with disgusting blood, with fragments of golden divine light and minced meat everywhere.

Such a tragic and bloody scene scared many of the royal apostles.

They screamed and roared in horror, no longer caring about dignity and glory, turned around and ran away frantically, attacking the golden light barrier in the realm of the God of War, trying to escape from this Purgatory of Death.

The old man in black robe was completely shocked and stunned when he saw the chaotic scene.

His face turned black as the bottom of a pot, his whole body trembled in anger, and his beard also floated freely.

"You bastard, demon, executioner! I'm going to kill you!"

The old man in black roared angrily, stretched out his dry palm like a chicken's feet, and shot out dozens of black light columns, and killed He Wuhen.

"Haha, he actually practices the magic skills."

He Wuhen sneered, and his figure teleported away from the attack of the old man in black robe and appeared behind him.

"The wrath of the people!"

He Wuhen waved the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed out a sword light that opened the world and rushed towards the old man in black robe.

Before the sword light could be reached, the old man in black robe was suppressed by terrifying forces, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, unable to move forward and unable to escape even if he wanted to.

The sword light tore the sky, drew a wide black crack, and with the momentum of destruction, it hit the old man in black robe.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the old man in black robe's body protection divine light and body were instantly shattered and turned into pieces.

He only had a golden soul left, and he was in a panic and wanted to escape.
To be continued...