Chapter 967 (2/2)
”It's not so easy to be the son of God, about 500 years. I'm afraid the people selected by some old monsters have already reached the immortal level. Although this boy has special talent, I'm afraid it's too difficult for him to complete the journey of others for hundreds of years in just 50 years.” enlightenment frowned and said.
”I'd like to try,” Dugu Qingtian said.
Seeing the firm color on Dugu Qingtian's face, he had to sigh. For thousands of years, they didn't participate in the Holy Son dispute. It's not that they don't want to, but that they really don't have the ability to participate now. Although the disciples of xianlongmen are also Tianjiao of all nationalities, they are still weaker than other sects of the same level. It's hard to win the battle for the son. The appearance of this ancient style obviously raised Dugu Qingtian's hope.
”Let's take a good look at this little guy,” said Wu Tao, who couldn't see any expression on his face. Look at the ancient figure in the mirror.
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Stepping into the Dragon Pavilion, the dizzy feeling disappeared after a while. When the ancient wind returned to God, he had stood in the Dragon Pavilion. All the ground was paved with divine stones, containing strong spiritual power.
The world inside the Dragon Pavilion is thousands of times bigger than it looks from the outside. There are endless starry skies around, dotted with countless stars. On those stars, there are strong spiritual fluctuations.
Gu Feng's mind moved, and he photographed a star beside him. His eyes couldn't help staring. It was not a star at all, but a pure spiritual force wrapped in a scroll.
”These stars are all martial arts and skills.” Gu Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a trembling voice. There are hundreds of millions of stars. It's amazing that there are hundreds of millions of skills and martial arts here. The number of Yang is astronomical.
After being shocked, Gu Fengchao went ahead. Instead of staying here, he chose these skills and martial arts. Although there may be good martial arts here, it doesn't make him excited.
Since the old man who guarded the pavilion also said that everything here depends on fate, then the ancient style should choose by feeling.
Along the way, the hundreds of millions of light did not stop the ancient style.
”Whew”
However, when the ancient wind steps over an area, there are not many scrolls, and the whole starry sky looks very dark. Then a streamer pierced the void and shot deeper.
”It's you.”
Looking at the light that seemed to want to escape, Gu Feng's heart couldn't help moving. The whole person also turned into a streamer and chased the light. His speed was very fast. He swept through the vast starry sky and soon caught the streamer in his hand.