Peerless God of War

The ancient customs of Mu Li and others who followed behind him into here were naturally noticed, and the spirits of several people had locked him all the time. No matter where he went, Mu Li and others followed behind him.

This situation made Gu Feng laugh bitterly. His master likes to be quiet. He doesn't see anyone at ordinary times. Even the leader of Linglun peak can only stand outside the canyon. If she is not the one with the mind of the array, but the one entrusted by the leader of the array sect, Nanxin, I'm afraid she won't pay attention to herself at all.

If you let these people follow behind you, it will be another trouble. It will annoy Zixuan and drive him back.

At the thought of this, the ancient wind shook his head, and his breath suddenly converged, hidden into the fog, and rushed carefully to the direction of the green bamboo house.

"What's the matter? I can't feel him."

In the fog, the voice of Mu Li's exclamation came, very surprised.

"I can't feel the Mu Li world. All his breath, even the fluctuation of God and soul, suddenly disappeared." Yuanhong's voice also came at this time.

Then there were the frightened voices of several others. Obviously, they also lost the trace of ancient customs.

"It's no wonder that the peak master will like him so much. He can escape our God's lock. He really has some skills." Mu Li said with a dignified face. She didn't boast. Among the many disciples of linglunfeng, she didn't serve anyone except yuan Ge. Her spirit power is very powerful. If you want to track a person, even Yuanhong, who ranks second, can't escape. But this time, the ancient wind suddenly disappeared under the lock of her spirit, that is, it suddenly disappeared without warning, which surprised her very much.

"Elder martial sister Muli, what shall we do now?" Fei Xiong asked.

"Let's go out first and leave here." Mu Li said. After all, this misty Canyon is called a forbidden area. Although yuan Ge is sure there is no threat here, they have to be careful when they think of the fate of the elder martial brothers who broke into here before.

"OK."

Several people nodded and turned to return the same way.

But when they turned around, all the roads behind them disappeared. They were in a white world. Everything around them was white and couldn't see anything else.

"What's going on?"

Mu Li was also surprised. She didn't feel the fluctuation of the spirit array, so she determined that there was no spirit array here. But since there is no spirit array, why is it like this.

"Oh..."

While Mu Li was thinking, a startling animal roar sounded, followed by a ferocious looking and red demon beast, rushed towards her. The violent and hot breath swept through, making the vast white world completely turn red. Feeling the hot breath, Mu Li's face also became a little pale.

However, she was not alarmed. Her hands were sealed. With her fingers pointing out, spirit arrays were portrayed, forming a natural spiritual barrier in front of her, trapping the monster in the middle.

Outside the fog Canyon, the ancient wind looked at many figures in the fog, and everyone was depicting the spirit array. Although I don't know the specific situation inside, the ancient wind can guess one or two. This fog is a huge array, and it is also a psychedelic array. Using Zixuan's cultivation in the array path to start the spirit array, these disciples can't feel it at all. Therefore, these disciples who break into the fog should be trapped in the psychedelic array and fighting with the enemy in the dreamland.

Just when the ancient wind was fascinated, a gust of fragrant wind came. Gu Feng looked back and found that Zixuan had appeared behind him. He looked at the figures in the fog and pulled a radian from the corners of his mouth.

"What are you doing here? Go to the green stone house." elder Zixuan pointed to the green stone house next to the green bamboo house and said to the ancient wind.

Looking at the bluestone house and thinking of the countless soul arrays in the bluestone house, the ancient wind just couldn't help but feel numb. However, in order to strengthen his strength, he can only harden his head. Moreover, under such pressure, his understanding of the spirit array is also constantly improving, and even the state of the array heart is becoming more and more stable. Therefore, looking at the bluestone house, the ancient wind is both love and hate, and the cultivation of Zixuan is painful and happy.

When the ancient wind disappeared, elder Zixuan looked at hundreds of figures in the fog Canyon and shook his head: "the talent of the disciples recruited by Linglun peak these years is getting worse and worse."

Then he turned and left here.

One day, the ancient wind was in the bluestone house and was tortured by the thousands of spirit array. At night, the people of the bluestone House finally opened. The ancient wind dragged the tired body out of it.

"Not bad. It seems that you still have some spare power. You can increase the difficulty of cultivation tomorrow." elder Zixuan looked at the ancient wind and said.

Hearing Zixuan's voice, Gu Feng's mouth couldn't help pulling out a few times, but he also knew that even his objection was useless. He had to respond and walk outside the canyon.

"Gufeng, the hand that will go out later will take those little guys out. I'm afraid I'll be unable to bear them if I let them stay inside again. I don't want the spirit wheel to come and fight with me." Zixuan pointed to the Gufeng road towards the fog.

"Yes, I know." Gu Feng answered and dragged his heavy steps into the fog.

This psychedelic array is so huge that it envelops the whole canyon. However, all martial arts practitioners who enter here fall into a dreamland. After such a long time, many disciples have collapsed on the ground, and some people have fainted because of fear.

Nine out of ten of the disciples who entered here were surprised and had no strength to resist.

The ancient wind shuttled through the fog and came to a disciple. If the sound of a Hong Zhong sounded, it shocked the world and woke everyone from the dreamland.

"Elder martial brothers, follow me and I'll take you out of here." the voice of the ancient wind echoed in the fog array, and then stepped forward to the outside.

After being stunned for a moment, those disciples heard the figure of the ancient wind. With a happy look on their pale faces, they followed the ancient wind and walked towards the outside of the fog canyon.

When all the people came out, another hour passed. On the moon, the willow shoots were dotted with stars in the sky. All the disciples who came out of the fog Canyon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Looking back at the fog covering the sky, they couldn't help but flash a look of fear in their eyes.