Tripod Reverses the Heaven

At this time, the ancient style not only created a saint, but also his own cultivation reached the peak of the true God. Only one step away, he could achieve the God King fruit position.

Although he could force himself to break through by swallowing the essence of those ghost saints, or directly swallow a heavenly fruit to advance, he resisted such impulse.

If you want to climb the top of martial arts, there is no shortcut. Especially when you hit such a big pass, you can't rely on external force to forcibly improve, otherwise you will have a weak foundation and waste your foundation in vain.

The current ancient style is not only the realm of cultivation, but also the missing laws of heaven and earth are completely supplemented. In other words, he completely stands on the top of his peers.

In this eight wasteland, he can be fearless of any of his peers. He is confident that he is not afraid even if the top talents are together.

"There are still two months to go. It's the family recruitment meeting in Zifu. Do I want to go?"

The ancient wind was in trouble. It was said that day that they would have a showdown in the Forbidden City. If they didn't go, wouldn't they have been seen directly?

But if you go to war, do you want to be the door-to-door son-in-law of the purple house? That's not his original intention. Besides, once he falls into the hands of Zifu, who knows what will happen?

"That day, Lei Di appeared. I think he has completely restrained those old things. Shouldn't anyone dare to make my idea?"

"Go, why not? Looking at Gao he's look, he must be deeply in love with the little girl zixiahan. Since I have given Yue Xingcheng a green hat, why not rob his favorite woman? Anyway, Lao Tzu's plan is very big. There are no broken heaven and defeated heaven. Why don't you dare to accept the purple Xia Han? "

Thinking of this, the corners of the mouth of the ancient wind aroused a smile.

He always felt that he was bad and no longer as pure and noble as before.

Xiaohuo, although he is already a saint level cultivation, the ancient wind dare not let this silly bird tear through the void. If you let this silly bird break through the void, it is estimated that the degree of danger is far greater than breaking the void rune. At that time, it is estimated that you don't know how you will die.

It took another five days. One person and one bird unknowingly came to the foot of Xianshan mountain where Xingchen Pavilion is located.

From the mouth of some disciples of Xingchen Pavilion, Gu Feng learned an important message. In order to cope with the martial arts competition and family recruitment more than a month later, Le Xingcheng was chartered and was about to enter a forbidden area of the sect to practice his physique.

The so-called forbidden area is a sacred pool with a colorful lotus.

It is said that as long as you soak and practice in the holy pool, its physical strength will be greatly improved, and there are many benefits.

"I'll go. This damn star success still has such an opportunity. Do you want to find a way to destroy it?"

At this time, the ancient style was so idle that it even decided to go inside the Xingchen Pavilion.

"Divine medicine is rare, but any one is valuable. Why don't you find a way to get the magic medicine? "

As soon as this idea appeared, the old wind was shocked and secretly scolded himself for being too crazy.

"If they are afraid of a ball, even if they are caught, they must be frightened by the previous thunder emperor, and they dare not do anything to me. I can't. I can still rely on a small fire. "

At the thought of this, the ancient wind widened his eyes. He was confident and bold.

"It's settled. The star Pavilion is not a good bird. When I was in the lower boundary of Kyushu, I saw them descend thunder robbers and kill creatures... As the king of Kyushu, this hatred is bound to be engraved in my heart. Stealing their colorful lotus this time is regarded as a little interest."

Quietly, Gu Feng caught up with a disciple of Xingchen Pavilion in the virtual God realm and directly captured him when there was no one. After forcibly searching this person's memory, the corners of the ancient wind's mouth showed a happy smile.

It's no coincidence that the disciple captured is actually the one who is responsible for serving Le Xingcheng to practice his physique. His name is Mao Dalong.

Mao Dalong was crushed to death. The ancient wind directly changed into his appearance and swaggered towards the Mountain Gate of Xingchen Pavilion.

From now on, he is no longer an ancient style, let alone Yan Feng, but an ordinary disciple of Xingchen Pavilion, named Mao Dalong.

Xiaohuo was collected into a space magic weapon by the ancient wind, waiting to surprise the fool Le Xingcheng.

Although Xiaohuo is just a rookie, it is easy to attack Le Xingcheng with his Saint level cultivation.

To say that this Xingchen Pavilion is worthy of being one of the top religious gates in the eight wastelands. The mountains where the whole religious gate is located are quietly suspended in the sky, surrounded by layers of white clouds. What is alive is a fairy mountain.

Looking up, there are faint stars around the Xianshan mountain.

"There is such a strong Guardian array, cow!"

The ancient wind secretly lamented that they really can't compete with the divine world next year. Even his previous wuliangzong was the largest in Kyushu, but it was really not at the same level as the scale of the star Pavilion.

There are hundreds of peaks in the whole mountain range, large and small. If you look down from a high altitude, you can find that these peaks are strictly arranged in sequence.

The central peak is called Tianxuan peak, which is the main peak of Xingchen Pavilion, surrounded by mountains.

The so-called colorful lotus is also in the middle of this mountain.

Although I met many people along the way, none of them could recognize him.

He wanted to go directly to the holy pool, but when he looked up inadvertently, he saw a white shadow standing on the top of the peak.

She looked up at the sky, peerless and isolated, with floating clothes.

"Is that her? Does this little girl stand so high? Can't you think of dying? "

In an instant, Gu Feng recognized the woman who was forcibly molested by himself a month ago.

"The little girl always said that I had defiled her. She would look for life and death if she kept her mouth shut. A month has passed and she is still alive."

The old wind has a flat mouth and doesn't intend to pay attention to the little girl.

Although he had a substantial relationship with her, he still didn't know the name of the chick after the tragic discovery.

It's even more tragic for that chick. If you want to avenge ancient customs, you not only don't know the trace of ancient customs, but also don't even know the name of ancient customs.

In other words, her outstanding Tianjiao in Xingchen pavilion was forced to sleep by a passer-by.