Soul Emperor Martial God

The sacred place of emptiness and silence is in the center of the sacred place of wind and silence.

The range is not too big, it is about tens of miles in radius.

Compared with the whole boundless vast wind and silence holy place, the smile is extremely.

But such a small area is the most important part of the entire Wind Silent Holy Land, and it is also known as the Holy Land.

At the competition stage just now, it was not far from here.

Therefore, a group of warriors arrived here after a few minutes on their way.

In the front, at a glance, there were black winds that filled the entire range of dozens of miles of the empty holy land.

"Is there a sacred place of emptiness?" Lu Zheng looked forward and said in surprise.

The sacred place of wind and silence is a dangerous place with monsters and beasts.

And the emptiness of the Holy Land in the center is even more dangerous.

If it hadn't been for the current Wind and Silence Conference, the strong from all sides would have gathered, and the idle fighters would generally not be able to get here.

Naturally, there are not many warriors who have really come to the emptiness of the Holy Land.

Xiao Yi glanced at the dense black wind in front of him and frowned.

Within dozens of miles ahead, it really was a deserted place.

Except for those black winds, there were no living creatures in the entire range, and there was no aura of other attributes.

The only thing that exists is these black winds with extremely amazing wind attributes.

In the black wind, an annihilating aura that made people palpitating came out.

At this moment, in the empty place, a figure sat cross-legged in it.

Since it attracted everyone's attention.

That is the only ‘thing’ in the empty place today.

Following the words of the Master of the Wind Palace fell.

The warriors around were shocked, "The owner of the eighth place?"

The figure in the emptiness, as if sensing countless eyes focused on him, slowly stood up.

"So strong." Xiao Yi's expression changed.

In the short instant that the figure stood up, the figure stood and stood up with its hands and feet, all with mysterious martial arts meaning.

The black wind was blowing everywhere, but only when he came near the figure, it disappeared.

The figure turned around and walked slowly out of the empty holy place.

The sharp gaze swept past.

Anyone who came into contact with this gaze instantly pierced all over, as if they were surrounded by wind blades.

"He... he is not..."

"Li... Li Feng Xing..."

The martial artist present instantly recognized the figure slowly walking out of the empty holy land.

"Strong Fengxing? That Fengsha Killing God? The first arrogant of Fengsha Temple?" Lu Zheng's expression changed.

"Strong Fengxing?" Xiao Yi also narrowed his eyes.

The glance that came from him caused a burst of vitality in his body.

He has heard of the three words rigorously.

Fengsha Temple, the first Tianjiao.

No, to be precise, it was the first arrogant of Fengsha Temple.

Li Fengxing, 35 years old this year; 8 years ago, when he was just over 27, he broke through the celestial realm and shocked the entire Fengsheng area.

It also set the youngest history of martial arts Tianjiao breaking through the celestial realm in hundreds of years.

In the next 8 years, it was hailed as the sharpest gust of wind blade under the command of Fengsha Temple.

For 8 years, he ran across the entire Fengshen area, and the tasks he received were unknown, and none of them failed.

Wherever he goes, it must be the time when Fengsha Temple is famous.

It is now a ninth-level wind envoy, with the title of sub-temple master.

Rumor has it that this person was already a celestial triple cultivation base a long time ago, and now he doesn't know how strong he is.

"Hall Master." Li Fengxing, who had come to the front of the Palace Master, saluted.

"Yeah." The Master of the Wind Palace nodded with satisfaction.

Then, his majestic gaze scanned the audience.

"Now, is there anyone who has doubts about the eighth place?"

"If so, challenge now."

"Gu." All the martial artists around, swallowed, no one dared to say anything.

They would rather fight against the Sect Master of Kuanglan than against Li Fengxing.

After a long while, the Master of the Wind Palace said loudly, "Since there is no one to challenge, then, all 8 places have been determined."

"The sacred place of emptiness, open immediately."

Whoosh... The Master of the Wind Palace flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in the center of the empty holy place.

Boom... It was almost the moment when the Master of the Wind Palace appeared.

The large swaths of annihilation black wind that flooded it instantly stood still.

The old but steady hand of the Master of the Wind Palace moved mysteriously.

One by one handprints, typed out of thin air.

Click... Click... Click...

A tiny crack appeared in the air.

The transparent cracks were extremely conspicuous in this still black wind.

That black-and-white feeling is full of cracks; it seems that a huge force that has been suppressed for a long time is exploding.

"The Holy Land of Empty Silence is about to open." Lu Zheng said, his eyes fixed on the front.

The warriors around him also looked solemn and stared at the front.

"Hall of Wind is going to open the secret realm?" Xiao Yi frowned and asked.

Based on Xiao Yi's experience of breaking through multiple secret realms, the Master of the Wind Palace is obviously starting an unknown secret realm.

"Secret Realm?" Lu Zheng glanced at Xiao Yi strangely, "No, it's not a secret realm."

"Deacon, don't you know about the Holiness Holy Land?"

"Um." Xiao Yi was slightly embarrassed and shook his head.

It didn't take long for him to come to the Holy Land of Wind, and he didn't know many things.

Although he has also investigated many dossier information, he will not investigate everything in detail.

When the volcano was boiling, he still didn't know the annual mountain worship day.

This wind and silence meeting had only happened in thirty years, and he didn't even know it.

Lu Zheng said solemnly, "Wind Silence Holy Land, famous for this empty and silent holy land in the most central area."

"And the sacred place of emptiness is famous because it was born countless years ago in the first place in the sacred area of ​​the wind, and so far the strongest in the history of the strongest.

"Back then, this strong man was the power of Fengsha Temple, and he was also a martial artist who practiced the martial art of wind attributes."

"So this is the holy place for all the wind attribute warriors in the Wind Holy Region."

"Then what?" Xiao Yi asked doubtfully.

"Then?" Lu Zheng said with a solemn expression, "Since that strong man, this is the holy land of Fengcha Temple."

"It is said that after the death of that strong man; countless years ago, the many great abilities of Fengsha Temple jointly opened up a subspace here."

"The sacrament of the strong man, the inheritance; and the flesh and inheritance of the strong man in the Fengsha Temple in the future, are all placed inside."

Zhuo Duxing answered, "Inside, it is the resting place of the strong wind brake temple in the past, so it is a holy land."

"The deacon." Zhuo Duxing took a deep look at Xiao Yi and said, "I advise you to speak carefully here."

"If you let the fools of Fengsha Temple hear you describe this as a secret realm, those fools will fight you desperately."

"Heh." Xiao Yi jokingly smiled, "No matter the secret realm or the holy place."

"The powerful people from all walks of life gathered here are rushing to participate in the Wind Silence Conference."

"I don't believe that they will be interested in the corpses inside; to put it bluntly, it is just for the inheritance of the martial arts of Fengsha Temple."

"It's no wonder that these 8 places are so coveted." The last sentence was what Xiao Yi thought.

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