Chapter 1187

"Senior brother yuange."

Mu Li and ancient wind fall beside yuan song.

"Well, younger martial brother Gu Feng seems to have gained a lot."

Yuan GE's eyes swept through the ancient wind and could feel the slightest sense of oppression emitted by the ancient wind spirit. That feeling was not because of the pressure brought by the strong ancient wind spirit, but because the ancient wind spirit was more solid. In this case, there is only one explanation, and the ancient wind breaks through again on the spirit array.

"No wonder the old man valued him so much."

Yuan Ge sighed so secretly that even he had to admire the talent of ancient style.

"Shua..."

There was a sound of breaking the sky, and the space was torn. He followed the master of Linglun peak in a plain robe to come out. His face was dignified, his eyes swept over the many disciples below, and slowly said, "the hunting conference will open in three days. At that time, there will be 100 disciples of our Linglun peak."

"Wow..."

There was some commotion among the people below. At the hunting meeting, many disciples of each sect went to xianlongmen alone, but unexpectedly, there were only 100 people after they were assigned to Linglun peak.

While the disciples were dissatisfied, they had nothing to do, because this was also the case in previous hunting conferences. Their spirit wheel peak is a little better than Huomu peak, but it is much worse than the other three peaks.

"Peak leader, I don't know which one hundred people this time?" a disciple asked among the crowd.

"I've already chosen someone." the Lord of Linglun peak opened his mouth and waved his sleeve robe. A hundred gold tokens flew out and landed in the crowd.

Yuan Ge, Mu Li, Fei Xiong, Yuan Hong, Liu Shang and others are listed, but one of the seal symbols has attracted people's attention, because it falls on the ancient style.

Among the crowd, many people looked at the ancient style with a frown and a look of jealousy in their eyes. But they didn't speak. After all, it was the decision of the Lord of Linglun peak. They didn't dare to make any sense.

However, this is only the majority of people. Of course, some people are dissatisfied. They have joined linglunfeng for several years, and their strength is also strong. They have not been given a quota. Naturally, they are quite unwilling.

"Peak master, I'm afraid it's unfair to distribute like this. Although younger martial brother Gufeng is also a disciple of our Linglun peak and his spiritual cultivation is also strong, he hasn't practiced in Linglun peak for many days. I'm afraid his cultivation in the Linglun array is still weaker." one person stepped out and looked at the Linglun peak master and said positively.

"I'm sure you can see the results of Gufeng's monthly assessment before. Breaking six levels is enough to prove the strength of his spiritual array attainments." the Lord of Linglun peak glanced at the black faced youth and said in a cold voice.

"Even so, it doesn't mean that he is strong in the spirit array, so the disciple wants to compete with him," said the black faced youth.

The Lord of Linglun peak frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect that someone would oppose him at this time. Although he can press it down directly, it will inevitably disappoint the disciples on the scene. The Lord of Linglun peak looked at the ancient wind, but he couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw the indifferent color of the ancient wind.

He still knows Zixuan's accomplishments in the spirit array. The ancient wind has been practicing in Zixuan for several months. With his talent, he should have made rapid progress in the array.

"OK. Ancient wind, what's your opinion?" the Lord of Linglun peak asked softly.

Gu Feng shook his head: "I don't have any opinion. It's only more than half a year since I entered Linglun peak. It's normal for senior brothers to question my strength."

"In that case, just have a competition. Remember that this competition is just a competition between the spirit array. Do you understand the ancient wind?" the Lord of the spirit wheel peak looked straight and said to the ancient wind.

"I know."

Gu Feng nodded. Linglun peak is mainly composed of spirit array. Although some disciples also cultivate spiritual power, they are only a few after all. If he relies on spiritual power to win, I'm afraid he will still disappoint others.

"In that case, you can start."

After a while, on the earth below, there is a thousand feet challenge arena rising. The old wind and Murphy jumped out of the crowd and landed on the challenge arena.

"Elder martial brother Gufeng, I didn't mean to target you, but the quota of this hunting meeting is limited. Elder martial brother, I also want a quota." Murphy looked at Gufeng and grinned.

The ancient wind also smiled. He could see that Murphy was very sincere, but it was not instigated by those liushang people. So he shrugged his shoulders and said, "it's OK. It's reasonable for you to have doubts about my strength, but senior brother Murphy, you should be careful. I won't show mercy to you."

"Hey, that's what I'm going to say." Murphy also smiled brightly. A dark black source pen appeared in his hand, which was depicted one by one. In an instant, two four grade spirit arrays appeared, shrouded in the ancient wind.

There was a strong fluctuation of psychic power on the four product spirit array. As soon as it was filled with fire and roaring sound, the hot temperature made the whole heaven and earth become hot. In addition, the sword light of the spirit array flickered, with sharp Qi, and the sound of the sword sounded.

"Wow"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of linglunfeng below also couldn't help showing an uproar. Obviously, they didn't expect Murphy to be such a powerful spirit array. The spirit fire array and flying sword array have extremely strong attack power. They can be regarded as the middle and superior level among the four grade spirit array.

"Peak master..."

Those elders looked worried when they saw the spirit array depicted by Murphy. They all knew the Lord of spirit wheel peak's love for ancient wind. He even made an exception to let him participate in the hunting conference. If the ancient style fails here, he will lose not only the quota of the hunting conference, but also the prestige of the Lord of Linglun peak.

"No harm, look down." the Lord of Linglun peak waved his hand and said to the extremely elder.

Seeing the leader of Linglun peak like this, it's hard for others to say anything and turn their eyes to the challenge arena again.

On the challenge arena, Gu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Murphy's strength was really strong. Such a powerful array was also handy. If Gu Feng hadn't understood the heart of the array a few months ago, he might still feel a little tricky, but now these two powerful spirit arrays can't pose any threat to him. Under the of the array heart, the two flaws of the spirit array were found out in an instant.

Among them, the ancient style body flickered and flickered on the challenge arena. He also portrayed the spiritual silk lines. On the earth, more than ten spiritual arrays lit up and flickered. Under the connection of silk lines, they gathered into a large array.

The light column rose into the sky, as if accompanied by the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring. There was a huge animal claw in the spirit array, which broke into a broken void. Then he directly held the spirit inflammation array and flying sword array, squeezed them fiercely and broke them directly.