Tripod Reverses the Heaven

It's raining all over the sky. Gu Feng knows that it may be surrounded by a group of people waiting for him. Therefore, Gu Feng took out the long sword from his eldest sun Wufeng.

After a shuttle, the ancient wind appeared on the array platform again. Sure enough, as soon as he appeared, he heard a loud drink: "come out, take him!"

There was no time to think about it, and the ancient wind cut it with a sword.

Hiss

Boom!

At the moment when Gu Feng created the sword, a large amount of mana was removed from his body, which made Gu Feng pale immediately. With the sword coming out, a powerful white spirit appeared. Everyone who was struck by the sword Qi turned into powder. At the same time, there is a deep ditch on the ground, which is very shocking. Although the sword contains powerful energy, it also needs mana to control it.

"This..." people were stunned, especially the ancient style. Although we know that this sword is extremely powerful, it is still beyond the expectation of the ancient wind.

"It seems that the eldest sun Wufeng is really the treasure of the family. He even gave him such a powerful sword." The old wind muttered to himself.

There was no time to sigh. A group of people gathered around again. The ancient wind immediately swept a sword again. A white competition was in the shape of an arc and roared to the people again.

Ah

Only one person uttered a half scream, and then these people turned into powder and disappeared into nothingness.

"Whoever dares to provoke me will end up like this!" After two swords in a row, the ancient wind killed out its prestige, and the rest of the people didn't dare to Ying Feng. But he was also very uncomfortable. The magic power of this sword was too much. It was estimated that he could chop another sword at most.

The ancient wind glanced coldly around, then took out the flying magic weapon obtained from the eldest sun Wufeng and drilled in in full view of the public.

With the sound of "whoosh", the ancient wind disappeared in the sight of everyone.

After coming out, Gu Feng saw many sect elders standing outside the cliff, some of whom he had seen last time, and some of whom Gu Feng had never seen before.

Although most people didn't know the ancient customs, he knew that these people came for the inheritance of demon God's tomb. But can they really do it? Gu Feng knew that it was impossible. There were dangers in the demon God's tomb. How difficult it was to really go to that hall.

Not to mention the three transmission arrays outside, only one can step in. Even if you step into it, you will face many choices in the space channel. Once you step into the door of some space, you will die immediately. Lucky people will encounter the killing array that only happens after being touched.

Only one of the many space doors can lead to the demon tomb. If you want to step into it correctly, you need countless lives to fill in.

The ancient wind is gone and returns with a full load. When he flew far away, the disciples of all sects in the cave rushed out and told their elders everything inside. Unfortunately, the ancient wind has disappeared.

Although some sects went back, some people who didn't give up stayed.

Gu Feng held the little fox in his arms and sat among the magic instruments flying at high speed. He was in a good mood. But at this time, the aircraft was forcibly blocked by people. When I looked at it, it was a group of big demons.

It turns out that these big demons have some connection with the little fox and have been paying attention to the trend of the little fox, which can accurately stop the ancient wind.

Facing a group of big demons, Gu Feng was not very afraid. He asked himself that he was worthy of the little fox and hadn't treated each other badly, so he didn't worry that these big demons would harm himself.

For the first time, the little fox ran into the arms of Linghu's mother. He was very intimate. His head arched his mother's chest and made a "chirp" sound in his mouth.

"My poor child, you have suffered!" Linghu's mother fondled the little fox's head very lovingly. It was full of maternal love. Seeing the ancient wind, his eyes were wet. At the moment, he thought of his mother.

Once upon a time, my mother loved herself so much, coaxed herself to sleep every day, and touched her little face with her warm big hand to wipe her sweat every day. Unfortunately, such days are far away. With Gao Hao's greed, he can't come back.

After a while, Linghu's mother said to the ancient wind with a cold face: "I think you didn't bully my child. Let's let you go today!"

The ancient wind just sighed and drove the ship away again. He knew that the human race and the demon race had a bitter hatred. These big demons didn't tear themselves up and eat them. They really deserved themselves.

The speed of the spaceship was very fast. After a while, the Mountain Gate of wuliangzong appeared in sight. In order not to attract other people's attention, the ancient wind came down from the spaceship all the way and walked towards the Mountain Gate on foot.

"Ha! I'm back! " Seeing the sect disciples again, Gu Feng was in a good mood. Since the wuliangzong came, the ancient wind has regarded it as home.

"Hello, senior brother!"

"Eh? Elder martial sister, you are beautiful again! " The ancient style is completely self familiar, ignoring the strange eyes of others.

All the way to the Zong gate, Gu Feng found a very spacious martial arts field, where many disciples gathered, and everyone cheered from time to time. The ancient style that likes to join the fun is crowded to the front.

At this look, the ancient wind understood that this was a martial arts competition between two external disciples. On closer inspection, the people at the scene of gufengfa are all the people at the peak of the true Qi state. Both of them are working hard to win.

It's rare to encounter such a lively occasion. Of course, the ancient style won't be stingy and shout loudly with the crowd: "hit him, hit him!" The old wind called so hard. In fact, he didn't know who he was cheering for. It was just to join the fun.

Before long, one of the disciples was defeated. Of course, the ancient custom at this time was to cheer with the crowd, but it was tragically found that the defeated disciple hated himself.

"Where are the wild monkeys from? How dare they laugh at me, Wulin?" The defeated man is called Wulin, and he is a little famous among the external disciples. Today, after a defeat, I was uncomfortable, but I was ridiculed by a three - or four-year-old baby. Now I was angry at the ancient style.

The ancient wind just shriveled his mouth and muttered with disdain: "skills are not as good as people, and don't let others laugh!"

"Die! How dare you take the stage? " As soon as he was run by the words of the ancient wind, Wulin's face darkened immediately. He decided to give the ancient wind some color to see, so as to find a little bit of his dignity.