Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Seeing this scene, all wuliangzong disciples held their hearts together and held a sweat tightly for the ancient style.

The ancient wind was shot down into the air and fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust and smoke. Although he was seriously injured, the battle was not over. The runes still roared down and vowed to kill the ancient wind.

"Xiaoding, help me!"

In the face of this dangerous moment, the only thing Gu Feng could think of was the small tripod. He waved fiercely. The small tripod that had been sleeping in his body was violently thrown out, magnified on the spot and blocked the runes.

Boom, boom!

The rune exploded, and the dust and smoke swept through the sky, with great momentum to the extreme.

The afterwave of Rune explosion is also more violent, and the ancient wind below bears the brunt. However, at this time, the small tripod was magnified again at a high speed, just like a mountain, which blocked the aftershocks of those explosions, and the ancient wind survived.

Then, the small tripod became smaller and rotated continuously on the top of the ancient wind. It neither went out to kill the enemy nor returned to the ancient wind. It just hung quietly on the top of the ancient wind to protect the safety of the ancient wind.

"Unexpectedly, you still have such a baby!"

That day, the master of the sword sect immediately straightened his eyes and couldn't take care of many anymore. When he flew over at top speed against the ancient wind, the blue ocean of the five poisons gate only came with him, and shouted: "it's shameless. You don't see your hand when you fight the enemy, but you're unambiguous when you win the treasure!"

The master of Tianjian sect ignored the blue ocean and continued to go against the ancient wind.

The old wind, who had barely stood up, stared at the two people, and the eyes were full of anger. At the moment, he only hates that he is too young and his practice time is too short. With his talent, give him a few more years, and he can crush them like an ant.

"The Heavenly Sword sect and the five poisons sect are shameless. Thanks to the eight sects of the Dragon Kingdom, two gold body mirror experts jointly bully a disciple of Fahai territory!"

Many people watching the war from a distance blamed them one after another, and they seemed a little angry about their actions.

The wuliangzong disciples are even more angry. They only hate their low strength and can't help the ancient style.

Just as the two masters were approaching the ancient wind, a proud hum sounded again: "hum! Is there no one who deceives me? Heaven and women scatter flowers! "

In the distance, a beautiful shadow came at a high speed. Her body came near in a few disillusionments, and its speed has reached an extreme.

Countless petals met the two people, and their bodies were immediately blocked. Facing those petals, they were in a hurry.

"Wuwu... Master sister, help me!"

After seeing the visitor, Gu Feng immediately changed his expression, pretended to be bullied and looked at the beautiful shadow.

The visitor is Bai Xianer, the core female disciple of wuliangzong. He met the ancient wind when he was in the demon tomb a few years ago. In recent years, the ancient wind has not less harassed each other. They have established a good friendship.

"If you don't call me for something good, you deserve to be beaten!" Bai Xianer glanced at the ancient style, and there was something funny in her eyes.

"I'm wronged. It's urgent today. I heard that many fellow senior brothers were bullied, so I ran over immediately."

When they chatted, the two masters finally got rid of the entanglement of "heavenly women scattered flowers", retreated far away and silently looked at the ancient style. They lamented that they were inferior to this beautiful woman.

Gu Feng put away the tripod and then asked, "elder martial sister, you always hide from going out. Why are you free today?"

"It's not because the demon god palace has been found here. It's estimated that the elders and experts of all sects are coming here at a high speed, and this will soon become a dangerous place."

"Joo!"

While talking, a green scale Eagle flew to the horizon in the distance. The eagle's arm spread more than ten feet, and five or six people sat on it.

"It's the elder of Tianjian sect and elder martial brother Yu!"

Seeing the green scale eagle, the master disciples of the sword sect immediately shouted excitedly that day.

The green scale eagle was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he came close and put down the people on his back smoothly.

After seeing the visitor, Gu Feng opened his mouth in surprise, and then showed his displeasure.

The people who came were from Tianjian sect. There were three elders, and the rain was all over the sky. The rest was a little girl. The little girl not only knows the ancient style, but also knows it very well. This is mu Qingqing who grew up with her childhood sweetheart.

When he returned to Dali city some time ago, Mu Wanlong said that Mu Qingqing was favored by the elders of Tianjian sect and never returned. Unexpectedly, he met Mu Qingqing again here today.

"Are you... Old wind brother?" Mu Qingqing was seven years old at this time. He was only two or three months younger than the ancient wind. When she saw the ancient style, she was also very surprised.

"Qingmei, it's me!" Gu Feng showed a happy smile and immediately ran towards Mu Qingqing. Mu Qingqing was also very excited and ran away at the same time. Their faces were full of joy.

"Come back!"

A cold hum sounded. An elder of Tianjian sect was unhappy. That man was Mu Qingqing's master. At the beginning, he took Mu Qingqing away from Dali city.

This sudden drink made Mu Qingqing stop his body immediately, then showed a bitter gourd face and waved to the ancient wind: "brother ancient wind, the master called me!"

"Qing Mei!" The ancient wind called softly, and his little hand was so stiff in the air. Looking at Mu Qingqing who had turned back, his face was stiff and his heart was cramped.

After four years of separation, the most intimate person in the past has become estranged from himself. In different camps, they can no longer be as close as before. The happy time is gone.

"God, did this child kill you in the demon tomb last time?" Mu Qingqing's master stared at the ancient wind and asked coldly that it was raining all over the sky.

It rained all over the sky, looked at the ancient wind calmly, and then nodded“ On that day, I also blamed the disciple for his carelessness. Fortunately, he escaped, and he didn't die in the demon tomb! "

The rain filled the sky with a calm answer. His face was happy and worry free. After several years of precipitation, his strength was continuously strengthened, and his character was more and more calm.

Mu Qingqing's master is also his master. His position in Tianjian sect is equivalent to Leng guxing's position in Wuliang sect. They are stable saints.

"Well, I know!" The old man nodded, then said faintly to the ancient wind, "since you almost killed my disciple, take the initiative to cut off your head. As long as you end your life, I can let go of the fellow senior brother behind you."