Tripod Reverses the Heaven

After three days of hard practice, wuliangzong finally ushered in a particularly lively day. The Dabi people who are ready to go to the imperial city are going to start today.

On a very wide square of wuliangzong, tens of thousands of disciples gathered early. These people came to see off the elite of wuliangzong.

At the moment, on the battle platform, there are dozens of disciples, all of whom are elites. There are disciples in Fahai realm, as well as golden body mirror and temple realm. At the moment, the ancient wind is standing in the crowd. He will go to the competition between France and the sea.

Today, the mood of the ancient wind fluctuated, because on the high platform, he saw several familiar people, three white haired old people and a middle-aged man. Gu Feng came to wuliangzong and saw these people for the first time. They were Zhuge Changfeng, the leader of wuliangzong, and three elders who went to Dali city to support that day.

Since the Dali city war, these people have been healing in isolation until these two days. On that day, in order to protect the people of Dali city and their families, they did not hesitate to fight with Gao Hao with their lives. They can be said to be great benefactors of ancient customs. Gu Feng was excited and sad when he saw these people again.

"Father, mother, child is coming to you. Are you... Okay?"

"The once-in-a-decade dragon Kingdom group meeting is about to begin. It's time to show your strength to many sects. I hope you will go all out to win glory for the sect and add honor to yourself. " Zhuge Changfeng's light words floated to everyone's ears with his eyes.

"The ten-year big ratio is not only related to your personal glory, but also related to the prosperity and decline of the sect. I hope you can take it seriously."

Zhuge Changfeng carefully glanced at the crowd on the stage, smiling and satisfied. When his eyes swept to the ancient wind, the ancient wind suddenly shook his body and looked a little excited. Zhuge Changfeng's performance in Dali City on that day made the ancient style very admirable. He could kill hundreds of other people while talking and laughing. Even though Gao Hao was peerless, he was not Zhuge Changfeng's opponent in the end. He sacrificed hundreds of thousands of troops with a heavy treasure before he seriously defeated Zhuge Changfeng.

Zhuge Changfeng obviously knew the ancient style. He nodded slightly at the ancient style, smiled, and then looked away.

Today, as many as 50 people are going to the imperial city to participate in the Dabi. Gu Feng took part in the battle between disciples in Fahai territory at the youngest age. Among the candidates in fahaijing, there are Qin Haiyun, Lu Lingfeng, Pang Jun and others known by ancient customs. These people were promoted to internal disciples with themselves in those years. There is no doubt about their talent. They have been vigorously cultivated by the sect in recent years.

In addition, there are two old-fashioned accidents, that is, Mo Xiaoqian, who took a bath in the river and was peeped, and snot baby. These two people are also screened out through competition, and their strength has been recognized by everyone.

Mo Xiaoqian had already married Dan when Gu Feng first entered the sect. Now four years have passed, and she has made rapid progress. In the second year after Gu Feng entered the inner disciple, she was promoted to the inner disciple with the good result of ranking first and was vigorously trained. Snotty baby, relying on the resources provided by the ancient style, made great progress all the way. She lost to Mo Xiaoqian in the big competition that year and got the second good result. She was also valued and cultivated by the sect.

Although these two people are one year later than those promoted by Gu Feng, their talent is strong. Now their strength is very close to Lu Lingfeng.

In addition, the team on the other side of the golden body mirror found people who didn't know the ancient customs, mainly because he was either busy closing the door or wasted his time in the demon God's tomb. He was really not familiar with the people in the sect.

Looking at the team in the divine palace, Gu Feng knows two people. One is Bai Xianer, who has a good relationship with himself, and the other is a lonely and arrogant cold lone star. He is the first person in the core and almost regarded as the quasi saint of wuliangzong.

"It turned out that he was a strong man in the divine palace. At the moment, I am very different from him." Gu Feng stared at Leng Gu Xing and murmured. In his heart, there was a faint premonition that he was likely to go to the opposite level with Leng Gu Xing in the future. Perhaps this would be one of his great enemies.

"This is the strong man in the divine palace. His body has no match. As long as his head is not destroyed, he can not die. When the demon God promoted himself to the divine palace, he went to the vast mountain in Cangzhou and said that there was something he needed. " Gu Feng kept looking at the camp of the holy palace and whispered: "holy palace, I will arrive in the shortest time. If it hadn't taken me two years to study the array, I would have been promoted to golden mirror. "

Gu Feng has always believed that he is a rare genius. He has absolute confidence in his talent.

When Gu Feng looked at the holy palace camp, there were several eyes over there. They are the real elite disciples and core members of wuliangzong. They are geniuses among geniuses. They have been trained by the sect with all resources. These people once gathered together and were very dissatisfied with the ancient style. They once had a stranglehold on the ancient style. The eyes they looked at the ancient wind were full of banter, as if they were looking at a dying person, which made the ancient wind move.

"These people want to kill me?" The ancient wind was so frightened that an alarm suddenly rose in his heart. If these people really want to kill themselves, unless they use a small tripod, there is only a dead end. But Xiaoding seems a little unreliable. He sleeps every day and ignores himself every time he calls for a long time.

"It seems that there is no intersection between me and them. Why did they kill me?" No matter how old-fashioned he thought, he couldn't think of the problem.

These people really don't have any intersection with ancient customs. If they want to kill ancient customs, they just see that ancient customs are too powerful and worry about threatening their status in the future. They are purely cautious people.

Zhuge Changfeng on the stage still said some painless words. His purpose is to stimulate everyone's fighting spirit in order to win the honor and return.

Wuliangzong seems powerful. In fact, it has not won the honor of eight dragon heroes and eight immortals for three consecutive sessions. The signs of decline have been revealed. Zhuge Changfeng, as the patriarch, is extremely worried.

"If anyone can win back the honor of the eight dragon heroes in this contest, he will be directly regarded as the son and inherit the throne of the patriarch in the future. If anyone wins the glory of the eight immortals of the dragon, he will be regarded as a saint and his identity will be equal to that of the elders. "