Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Xiao Ding was doing his best.

Recently, he has relied too much on foreign objects. He not only uses warships to show off his aggression, but also wants to use Xiaoding to help him kill the enemy. Previously, he has relied on baohulu for many times, but his cultivation has been slackened. Even LAN binger once said that he only knew how to rely on foreign objects to show off his ferocity.

He is too anxious. According to his talent, if he is promoted to Shenqiao, he can easily kill all his enemies.

"Xiaoding taught me that I was wrong." Gu Feng sincerely apologized. At this moment, he thought a lot.

The origin of Xiaoding is amazing and its strength is unfathomable. According to the relationship between them, as long as Xiaoding makes a little move, he can help him save his parents and easily help him kill these enemies. But Xiaoding refused to do so. His purpose is to create the power of cultivation for himself. This can be said to be well intentioned.

"The road has to go step by step. I can protect your safety when you are in danger, but I can't do your own things for you." Xiaoding spoke again, and then he was silent.

"Taught!" Gu Feng spoke again. Since then, the evil spirit in his heart gradually subsided, and he no longer wanted to kill these people.

Those masters in tianxuanzong had no bottom in their hearts after they bombarded the ancient wind. They didn't know whether the attack killed the ancient wind or not.

Seeing that there was no movement here for a long time, someone finally came out to check.

There were more than a dozen masters of Shenqiao realm who came out to check. When they saw that the ancient style was intact, they couldn't help but be surprised.

For a moment, they were ready to attack and informed a group of experts who were still in tianxuanzong. Soon, all the people were killed. Seventy or eighty strong people in Shenqiao, plus five or six thousand strong people in Shengong, firmly surrounded the ancient wind.

"Ancient wind, where else can you run today?" Some people smiled. The ancient wind caused them too much pressure. Until this time, they were completely relieved.

The old wind looked at the speaker with a look of contempt on his face. He knew this man. He was an elder of the changsun family. He had seen him in the imperial city before.

"Think I'm at the mercy of losing my warship? You can try! " While talking, the small tripod suspended above the head of the ancient wind flows red light again and guards him strictly.

"This is the Jiuzhou magic ding that Gao Hao wants to get. It is said that it can not only break through the channel to the upper world, but also contain the opportunity to become an immortal. As long as we gather the nine tripods, we can prove the immortal fruit position. "

Someone's eyes glowed and stared at the small tripod on Gufeng's head. His eyes were greedy.

"Don't be careless. This tripod is unusual. It seems that this boy has completely controlled it. We can't afford a blow. " Someone reminds me that although I also want to take Xiaoding as my own, I also maintain a fear of Xiaoding.

"So timid, no wonder you can't be promoted to the field of gods!" The man who spoke earlier glared at the man who had just spoken, and there was a look of contempt in his eyes.

"There are so many of us today, I don't believe in one thing. What else can we do?" The man added and began to encourage others to rob.

Many people were ready to move, and many people began to dissuade, saying that the small tripod should not be robbed casually, otherwise there might be great disaster. Over the years, Gao Hao has deliberately wanted to get this tripod and has repeatedly mobilized the public. Instead of getting it, he has been hit hard every time. But those people just didn't listen, and all they saw was the Jiuzhou magic tripod.

In the face of everyone's reaction, Gu Feng just sneered. In the eyes of these people, the small tripod is just an artifact and a magic weapon controlled by others. But the ancient wind knows that the small tripod is not as simple as a simple utensil, and no one can control it if he wants to control it.

Xiaoding is a man, a strong man who has surpassed the realm of gods. Anyone who wants to rob is doomed to a bad end.

Finally, someone couldn't help yelling at the ancient wind: "boy, if you know the truth, hand over this tripod, maybe we can not kill you in the face of Zhuge Changfeng. Otherwise, you will be doomed! "

"Yes, hand over this tripod, or you will be doomed!" Many people roared, and there was nothing else in their eyes except Xiaoding.

"You also know that I have a god Lord in Wuliang sect? Here is what you want. If you have the ability, come and grab it! " The old wind sneered, his heart was full of disdain, and his face was disdainful.

"It doesn't matter so much. This tripod is not only about whether we can enter the divine world, but also contains the opportunity to become an immortal. Let's grab it first and talk about others."

Some people roared and rushed to the ancient wind first. At the same time, more than a dozen people followed suit. However, at this moment, more people chose to retreat, not that they did not want to participate in the competition, but that they knew that this was only the beginning.

Even if they snatched the Jiuzhou magic Ding from the ancient wind, they may still fight for it in the end.

In this way, more than a dozen big hands shrouded the ancient style and small tripod. Those people scrambled to be the first, and their faces showed a ferocious color. The earlier alliance was long ago thrown away by them.

However, the next scene completely shocked everyone. More than a dozen big hands grasped the small tripod at the same time. Just when everyone showed a proud smile on their faces, the small tripod suddenly glowed red, which made them unable to open their eyes.

The sound of screams began, very short, but very sad. Then the scream stopped suddenly and everything was calm. After the red light retreats, where are the dozens of people? These greedy people were killed in an instant by the dazzling red light, turned into fly ash, and completely disappeared from the world.

"This..."

Thousands of people were shocked at the scene. Many people have wet backs and feel chilly. They were glad that they had just held back and didn't follow suit. Otherwise, they would have come to such a tragic end.

Looking at the ancient style again, I found that the boy still had a faint smile on his face, which seemed to be laughing and satirizing. He was guarded by a faint red awn, with a light cloud and light wind. He didn't take thousands of experts on the scene as one thing at all. He seemed to have expected such an outcome, with a sneer on his face.