Peerless God of War

Among the people, the folding fan in liushang's hand sitting on the bluestone gently fanned, and his face was calm. However, the cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time, but many people knew the anger in his heart.

However, the man's city hall was also very deep. He glanced at the people, smiled and said: "junior brothers, don't be so grumpy. The peak master must have his idea to do so. Maybe our new junior brother has something extraordinary."

"What's outstanding? I don't see it."

A disciple sneered and said angrily.

"Senior brother liushang, we know that you are indifferent by nature and devote yourself to cultivating the spirit array. But this time, the peak leader has done too much. We will put forward it at the summit tomorrow and let the peak leader reconsider. I think he will not ignore the opinions of so many of us." a young man in white came out and shouted.

"Ah, Bai Qiong, why are you doing this? We are all disciples of linglunfeng. We don't have to do this at all." liushang shook his head and sighed.

Looking at Liu Shang's consideration for Linglun peak, the other disciples were more determined to let the Lord of Linglun peak change his order.

Seeing that everyone was so indignant, there was a sneer in liushang's eyes: "I'm sorry, boy from the heart. You really upset the senior brothers. This time, even if there is a peak Lord to protect you, I'm afraid you won't stay in Shanhai Pavilion for long."

The day passed quickly. When the first ray of morning light appeared in the sky, a faint sound of bells also came to mind. The spirit birds flew together, the spirit beasts roared low, and the spirit power of the whole heaven and earth also fluctuated.

Under the faint bell, the ancient wind also slowly opened his eyes and looked at the distant sky. In the sky, a Taoist shadow flew by, and the whole body was rippling with terrible spiritual power.

Looking at the direction of the people flying, the ancient wind also remembered. Yesterday, the Lord of Linglun peak stressed that everyone should rush to the direction of Hongya cave today.

The ancient wind also flashed and followed behind the people towards the distant mountain.

When the third bell rang, the ancient wind also felt outside the Hongya cave. The cave is tens of feet large, surrounded by spirit arrays, which are slowly running and gathering the surrounding heaven and Earth Spirit forces towards the Hongya cave.

With the flow of people, the ancient wind entered Hongya cave, which is a huge cave covering an area of thousands of feet. On the front of the cave is a wall with certificates, which depicts a huge spirit array, which is extremely complex, but it does not work. In front of the spirit array, there is a sapphire stone platform with nine futons on it, and in the middle is a flowing gold Futon.

Below the Jade Terrace is a square with thousands of futons on it. The first is a golden futon, and then there are twenty red futons, followed by a white Futon.

Nine people sat cross legged on the top ten golden futons. They all exuded a strong breath. The twenty red futons after them were all occupied, and the breath on everyone was not weak.

The white Futon was not full. After all, the disciples of Linglun peak are much different from Ziyuan peak and Tianqi peak.

All the disciples who entered here later found their positions and sat down cross legged. Gu Feng finally found a futon and sat down cross legged.

The moment his ass touched the futon, the whole person became clear and bright, knew the sea cave, and even the spirit was strong.

"What a magical Futon." Gu Feng's eyes narrowed, with a shocking color in his heart. If there is a futon when arranging the spirit array, the time for him to arrange the Kowloon thunder fire array will be much shorter.

The third time the bell fell, nine lights flashed in the cave, followed by the voice of the Lord of Linglun peak and eight elders, which appeared on the futon in front.

"Welcome the peak Lord and elders."

The crowd shouted in unison and looked at the nine people in front with awe in their eyes.

The Lord of Linglun peak nodded, glanced at the crowd, and finally fixed his frame on the ancient wind: "ancient wind, you sit here." the Lord of Linglun peak pointed to the golden futon and directed at the ancient wind.

Gu Feng was stunned, but he answered respectfully, and then stood up and walked towards the golden Futon.

People in Hongya cave look back and look at the ancient wind with a look of surprise in their eyes. They have all seen the scene of ancient wind defeating Wang Sheng, and they also know that the Lord of Linglun peak competes with other peak masters for ancient wind. Even the event that the Lord of Linglun peak gave the ancient wind mountain and sea pavilion has long been spread all over Linglun peak.

The disciples of ancient wind Linglun peak are curious and jealous. Of course, they are more angry. Why can a disciple who has just entered the spirit wheel peak get such preferential treatment? Is it because he is the first in this assessment? But what about the first place? It can't prove that he is better than others in the cultivation of the spirit array. Although they were really surprised by the spirit array combination before Gufeng, only a few people such as the leader of Linglun peak can see the strength of the spirit array combination of Gufeng.

Under the gaze of the people, he can naturally feel the resentment in the eyes of the people. However, the old style will not pay attention to these. What he needs most now is strength, so of course he will not refuse such a good thing.

He walked to the golden futon and sat down. At this time, among the crowd, a young disciple stood up. It was Bai Qiong. Dressed in white robes and with a look of contempt in his eyes, he swept through the ancient wind and said in a loud voice, "peak master, it seems unfair to let a new disciple sit on a golden Futon."

Gu Feng ignored the disciple's words and sat down directly.

"Wow"

There was some uproar at the scene. Obviously, I didn't expect that the ancient style would be so simple.

"What's wrong? Bai Qiong, you can say it." the Lord of Linglun peak knew that someone would object, so he was not angry and looked at Bai Qiong.

"Peak master, this golden Futon is the symbol of the supreme height of Linglun peak. Senior brothers such as Yuan Ge are the leaders of our Linglun peak and are naturally qualified to sit on it. However, this new ancient style has no strong cultivation and has made no contribution. What is the qualification to sit on it?"

Bai Qiong said angrily.

"Yes, he doesn't have this qualification."

Bai Qiong's voice fell, and she also remembered a burst of pandering voice.