Chapter 118

What's that? Of course, Gu Feng knew what it was. It was the life and death map in his body. Just now, when the shadow wanted to devour his spirit, the life and death map was reflected. Two strong forces of life and death flew out from above and entangled the shadow.

The hegemonic ancient style of the power of life and death has been seen several times. Obviously, the shadow is also invincible. Finally, it is pulled into the map of life and death and refined by the power of life and death.

It was also the energy from the life and death diagram that defeated the sword Qi cut off by Yi girl.

"Who on earth are you?" seeing the ancient wind, she was unwilling to disclose, and the girl didn't continue to ask. After all, such treasures can't be displayed casually. If you take out the ancient cultivation, I'm afraid you will be killed and robbed in less than a day. In the hands of the strong, this thing is a treasure, in the hands of the weak, that is disaster.

Since she came from the holy land, she knew this.

"I'm just an ordinary martial arts cultivation of the dragon cloud empire."

The ancient wind said indifferently.

Miss Yi obviously doesn't believe that an ordinary martial arts cultivation of Longyun Empire doesn't have such strong blood power. The intensity of this blood force is stronger than that of some small families in the holy land.

However, she did not entangle in this. Everyone has his own secret. There is really no need to tell her.

Yi girl ignored the ancient customs and glanced at the whole hall with her beautiful eyes.

Ancient customs were also searched in the main hall. There was nothing except some decorative things.

"There's nothing really wrong." the old wind couldn't help but make complaints about it.

"Little beast, damn you."

Several voices broke through the air, and human figures came in and out of the golden hall door. The leader is an old man with disheveled hair, which is the Baidong of the Bai family.

However, now he can only be described as embarrassed. His clothes were broken, there were many wounds on his body, and his whole body was soaked with blood. Sen Han's killing intention was reflected in his eyes. Staring at the ancient wind, he wanted to skin him and cramp him.

As for the others, they also had some injuries, which were obviously caused when competing for the scroll.

"You old man, you're really lucky. You're not dead like this." Gu Feng also glanced and smiled. The present white cave, with its spiritual power floating and collapsing, is not as good as the previous blood dome.

"Little beast, how can I die if I don't kill you." Bai Tong grinned, and a long black gun appeared in his hand. The cold flash on the tip of the gun stabbed the ancient wind.

As for the others, they just glanced at them and began to search in the hall. As a relic of a strong person in the condensed soul environment, there can be no good things.

"Old fellow, do you really think you can win me with your current state?" Gu Feng sneered, and the long sword in his hand also sent out a cold light, a cold and silent killing intention came out.

"Baidong, I'll meet you." more than ten figures appeared at the door of the golden hall. It was Dongfang Shang who looked much better than the previous people. Mu Cheng stared at Baidong and shouted loudly.

"Senior Mu Cheng, I can handle this old bastard myself."

Gu Feng shook his head at Mu Cheng and said

Mu Cheng stopped as soon as he wanted to rush over.

"This guy can really talk big. If he wants to use the strength of the quintessence dual environment to fight against the quintessence eight strong, he is looking for death." many people sneered.

Including Feng Shang and Dongfang Shang, they are not optimistic about him. After all, there are six levels of awareness, which can not be compensated only by skill, martial arts and strong talents.

On the contrary, the beautiful eyes of Nai girl glanced at the ancient style and stopped in mid air. Because he knew very well that the ancient style did have the strength to compete with Baidong, and there was a spirit weapon on the ground product hidden in him.

"Little beast, go to hell." Bai Dong's eyes were red. This time, Bai Jiawu Xiu who came with them was dead and injured, leaving him alone. And all this is because of ancient customs.

There was a sudden surge of spiritual power in Baidong's body. Immediately, he held a long gun and stabbed it straight. The tip of the gun tore the space, with a sharp whistling sound, which condensed the surrounding spiritual power.

Whew!

The air seemed to be torn at this time. I saw a huge sharp spear awn about tens of feet, which swept out suddenly and stabbed away at the ancient storm like lightning.

Many people looked awe inspiring at the offensive of that degree. The old guy was very cruel. Even if he just started in the face of a pure and dual young man, he was unambiguous.

The ancient wind saw this, but it gave a sneer. He stepped out with an arrow step and clapped it with a palm. The terrible spiritual power swept out, formed a huge handprint in the air and grabbed it at the sharp spear.

"Break it for me."

Baidong roared and the spear shook hard. The spear awn burst out a burst of brilliance. In an instant, it pierced the palm print taken by the ancient wind.

"Little beast, with your pure and dual strength, you also want to compete with me. You simply don't know what to do."

Bai Tong sneered and didn't pay attention to the ancient style at all.

"Eight wasteland palms."

The ancient wind roared, and the majestic spiritual power in the palm of his hand gushed out. His body also sent out a desolate breath. Four palm prints appeared, and then quickly condensed into a huge palm print only about half a Zhang.

The palm print appeared, and the barren atmosphere swept through the hall, which made everyone frown gently. They noticed the desolate breath, which made the spiritual power feel a little scattered.

"What terrible palm power."

Those Wu Xiu's eyes coagulated, and they were surprised. This is just the palm print of a martial cultivation envoy in the quintessence and dual realm. If you change it to a martial cultivation in the soul forging realm, won't you be able to make their bones disappear by relying on the desolate atmosphere?

Domineering, absolutely domineering.

"The power of desolation?" in the air, Miss Yi's beautiful eyes coagulated, which is indeed the breath of desolation. Mysterious and domineering barren power. It can corrode everything. Even heavenly spirit tools can't withstand the erosion of barren atmosphere and will become a waste.

However, the barren power of ancient wind is not very strong, and it is far from corrupting spirit tools.

"Boom"

While everyone was talking, the palm print suddenly collided with the spear. However, the imagined energy explosion did not occur, but the two groups of energy entangled and eroded each other.

Below, people looked at this scene in surprise. It was too magical.

Finally, under the constant erosion, it was obvious that the ancient palm print had the upper hand, and the sharp gun awn slowly turned into nothingness.