Peerless God of War

They looked at the ancient wind sitting cross legged on the ground, looked at his pale face, and knew that the previous war that seemed to end quickly must have consumed a lot of his strength and suffered a very serious injury.

"It's impossible to recover from such a serious injury in a short time. I'm afraid he can't last much time."

The peak owner of Ziyuan peak looked at the ancient wind. Zifeng looked at the ancient wind and said indifferently. The performance of ancient style is really amazing, and he has amazing talents in refining the flesh, the way of Kendo and the way of spirit array, but he didn't skip and pay attention to it. Because over the years, he has seen too many Tianjiao, but in the end, they all disappeared. Even hundreds of years ago, Zhou Tong, who shone like a comet in the whole Tianxuan domain, was the most likely martial artist to win the great heaven swallowing spirit decision, which was even more terrible than Chu Tiandu, the most outstanding disciple of xianlongmen. Because Zhou Tong, since his debut, has been shining like a comet, eclipsing all his peers. At the age of 30, he became a strong man in the realm of God. His talent was terrible. Even old people like them were moved by it, but in the end, such a genius was bound to fall. Therefore, when he saw the ancient style, he was not as enthusiastic as others.

A genius who has not grown up, that is, a weak person, will look at him differently only when he is strong. At least now, he has not paid much attention to the ancient style.

When the peak leader heard the purple wind speak, his eyebrows were all slightly wrinkled. They also knew how stuffy the ancient wind was when he suffered the blow of poor Qi. Instead, other double martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing environment directly exploded and died. However, even if the old style holds up, the situation must not be much better.

"Oh, what a pity."

Several peak owners couldn't help shaking their heads. Even if the ancient style was eliminated, they could still earn it, but they would lose the qualification to compete for the first place in the assessment.

Every time each peak selects the first disciple, he can get a chance to enter the enlightenment hall. The enlightenment hall, which is the place where the ancestors of Immortal Dragon Gate, the sage who came to control the heaven and earth of HuangXuan region, opened every six months. Only the disciples who reached the seven levels of soul condensing realm can enter. Listening to the ancestors' Enlightenment in it will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.

However, as a special gift, the first core disciple in the assessment can get an opportunity to enter, which will make many people jealous. But everyone who has gone in knows how good martial arts are in the hall of enlightenment.

While everyone sighed, Gu Feng's closed eyes opened slowly, and a touch of pure light passed through his eyes. Random palm of his hand for a while, the poor strange and the giant beside him, actually painted fly ash, drifting with the wind.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, the peak masters could not help but coagulate their faces. Even if they were not at the scene, they also clearly felt that the spiritual power in the poor, strange and giant bodies had been lost and turned into a rotten corpse. Even they can't understand such a strange phenomenon.

Then their eyes fixed on the ancient wind. They found that although the ancient wind's injury had not healed, it had been cured for most of the time.

"This little guy seems to have a lot of secrets." long Qianqing said secretly. He thought of Dugu Qingtian's attitude towards ancient wind, and he seemed to have some understanding in his heart. But he still doesn't know what the secret of the ancient wind is.

In the fog area, the ancient wind stood up, and the spiritual power consumed in the body has been restored. He also had to marvel at the power of the poor and giant. After absorbing their power, the injury in his body had healed, and there was no big problem. What's more, his accomplishments are small and refined. Now he has reached the middle stage of the dual soul state.

"Go on, there are only 200 places, and I don't know how many people are left." Gu Feng secretly said in his heart. The losers will be eliminated and only 200 people will stay in the end.

However, what makes the ancient wind curious is that it is very simple to hide in the Luosheng secret area of Noda. Won't the assessment stop until there are 200 people?

Outside the Immortal Dragon's gate, long Qianqing looked at the figures in Luo Sheng's Secret territory. Now there are only more than 2000 people left. Most of the martial arts practitioners who entered them have been eliminated, leaving only a few people. Among these 2000 people, there are hundreds of new talismans that have been used and entered the martial arts practice again.

Zifeng looked at the more than 2000 people and said in a indifferent voice, "elder martial brother, you can almost start."

"Yes."

The Dragon nodded in front of him, followed by a gentle wave of his palm, and suddenly a light curtain flickered in Luosheng's Secret territory. In that Luosheng's Secret territory, there were columns of light rushing into the sky with their names on it.

"The fiercest battle is about to begin."

Looking at the light column, everyone was a little frozen. Obviously, they also knew that the next was the most intense moment. The next battle would determine who the last 200 places belonged to.

"Shrink."

At a certain moment, the master of Huomu peak shook his palm, and the Luosheng secret environment in the sky trembled gently. Then it began to shrink. In just a quarter of an hour, it was only one percent of its original size.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Immortal Dragon's gate opened their eyes one by one, making a broken world smaller. This is simply a means to connect heaven.

In Luosheng's Secret environment, the ancient wind felt that the surrounding void seemed to become a little different. With the scenery in front of him, there were some changes. When he returned to his mind, he could see the light curtains with names in the sky, straight into the sky.

"Does this mean to start the decisive battle?" Gu Feng looked at those light columns and said with a dignified face. Although he is confident that he can get one of the 200 places, it is not so simple to pass. There are countless Immortal Dragon's gate disciples. It's not necessarily that there are no people with strong cards.

The ancient wind looked at the light column in the sky. Many of them were moving and approaching quickly.

"It seems that it's going to start at last." Gu Feng also flashed a smile when he looked at a light column moving rapidly towards him.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he also glanced at the column of light that came rapidly towards him.

Xu Huang, this is the opponent who rushed towards him. The light column is thick. It is obviously a strong opponent. The stronger the light column here, the stronger the strength of martial arts cultivation.

After flying for a quarter of an hour, the ancient wind finally met the Xu wasteland.