Chapter 870

The old wind was not surprised that thunder could see through him at a glance. This is an old monster who has lived for countless years. In the past, it was incomparable. Although its strength has fallen to the peak of only condensing soul, its eyesight is absolutely unmatched by others.

"Thank you, elder." Gu Feng took a deep breath.

"You don't have to thank me. What I said to you is basically useless. Moreover, the big sky swallowing spirit is definitely the treasure of the Immortal Dragon's gate. It's easy to get out of touch. Unless you can become a pro disciple, you won't have a chance at all. Therefore, in the Immortal Dragon's gate, you still have to work hard," thundered.

Gu Feng nodded. There was a flash of determination in his eyes. Since he knew the terror of swallowing the spirit, he had no reason not to compete. He also coveted the peerless skill created by the saint.

In the following days, the ancient style was stable. Two days later, Feng Yun held a banquet in the imperial palace to entertain the young talents who participated in the hundred pulse meeting, as well as the Tianjiao children of the big families in the imperial capital. Of course, this time no one dared to belittle the ancient style. Being able to get the first place in a place where Tianjiao like Baimai Huiwu is gathered is enough to prove his strength, and some elders are shocked when they see the ancient style.

They can't see the strength of the ancient style, but it can be confirmed, but it surprised them even more. Because there is only one explanation, that is, the ancient style is stronger than them.

"A terrible boy." those big families in the imperial capital all commented on the ancient style.

Of course, this is just a small episode, and the ancient style doesn't care. Half a year is not short, but if you really want to calculate it, the time is not very long.

After staying in Shengwu College for a few days, the ancient wind disappeared from Shengwu college without notifying anyone. Because a day ago, he got a piece of news from his eyes inserted in the snow palace.

"Xuehan palace, half a month later, combined with the blood hall and the dark pavilion to fight against the Cangwu hall."

When Gu Feng got the news, a violent killing intention came out of him. He couldn't care too much. He took a ape to the direction of Cangwu hall. When I got the news, five days had passed.

It was beyond his expectation that the blood palace and snow cold palace would attack Cangwu palace. The dark Pavilion shot at itself several times, and there was some speculation in the ancient wind's heart.

"Snow cold palace, the snow is long. I didn't want to pay attention to you, but since you want to die, I'll kill you." Gu Feng's face was cold, and his spiritual power surged through him like a meteor. Across the forest, the mountains shook and leaped over the river. The river was torn in two.

Gu Feng was anxious and was on his way desperately.

On the seventh and eighth day, the burning city also appeared in the eyes of the ancient wind. Sweeping the city below, there was a touch of melancholy in the eyes of the ancient wind. It was only a year, but it made him feel like a separated world. At the beginning, he came out of here, but it was just a small martial life and martial cultivation. Who would have thought that in only one year, he has also become a strong person in the six aspects of soul forging realm, which can be called a powerful party.

However, the ancient wind did not linger, but passed quickly from here.

"What a strong breath. Who is it?" in the burning city, several figures seemed to be aware of it. They all looked up and saw only a thin figure passing through the sky. However, the strong breath and the speed made several people's eyes flash a shocking color.

"Look, the direction he should go is Cangwu hall." a middle-aged man frowned and said. Half a day ago, a group of strong men passed here, and the breath from the four leading people made them tremble. They know that it is the breath of the strong in the condensed soul state, and there is no strong above the condensed soul state, which can make them tremble.

And the direction of the strong is also the Cangwu hall.

"It seems that the Cangwu hall really has something big to happen." beside him, another old man couldn't help saying, and a deep color flashed in his turbid eyes.

"What shall we do?"

"Go and have a look, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest." the old man closed his eyes slightly, looked at the thin figure that had disappeared in front of him, and said slowly.

"I'm afraid if we were not careful in the past, our whole Mohist school would be in a hopeless situation." the middle-aged man said with some worry.

"Opportunities and crises coexist. Those people who went to Cangwu hall before obviously didn't visit, but went to find trouble. But they forgot that although Cangwu hall is only a first-class strength, there are two strong people in the sect. The most important thing is that there is an ancient custom in Cangwu hall, which makes the golden wolf eat the shriveled boy." the old man paused and continued: "I got the news two days ago that Gu Feng won the champion of Baimai Huiwu and has successfully become the great power of Dongzhou in Tianxuan region."

"What?" the middle-aged man exclaimed. The champion of Baimai martial arts, the ancient style failed to come to this step. Think about it. A year ago, the ancient style was just the cultivation of pure body state, which really surprised him.

"Let's go and inform the Mu family. I believe they should also be interested," the old man said to the middle-aged man. Then he stood up, and a strong breath filled his body, deep and powerful, as if a fierce beast roared in his body.

Cangwu hall is filled with cold killing intention. The murderous intention blew away the clouds in the sky. Even if the sun is shining now, it still makes people feel cold.

There are nearly a hundred figures in the sky. These people are empty in the tower and exude a strong breath. They are full of cold killing intention. Their eyes are staring at nearly 10000 people below, and their eyes are full of indifference.

"Kill."

In the sky, it was snowing for a long time, and the palm of the hand was gently for a while. Suddenly, a strong breath broke out on the hundreds of people, and they attacked one after another and rushed towards the crowd below.

"All the people of Cangwu hall listen to the order, protect our sect and kill these invading enemies." Nangong Cang, the Lord of Cangwu hall, said coldly and burst into a drink.

"Kill."

Everyone roared together. Although the number of their strong ones was not as good as each other, they occupied another place in the number. They were one, and their momentum was like a rainbow. They joined hands to attack, and immediately stopped the attack of hundreds of people.

"It's snowy for a long time, you're so damn." Su Qian looked at Cangwu hall, which was plunged into scuffle. His face was full of cold killing intention, and his roar came from his throat.