Chapter 1087 (1/2)

They looked at the ancient wind sitting cross legged on the ground, looked at his pale face, and knew that the previous war that seemed to end quickly must have consumed a lot of his strength and suffered a very serious injury.

”It's impossible to recover from such a serious injury in a short time. I'm afraid he can't last much time.”

The peak owner of Ziyuan peak looked at the ancient wind. Zifeng looked at the ancient wind and said indifferently. The performance of ancient style is really amazing, and he has amazing talents in refining the flesh, the way of Kendo and the way of spirit array, but he didn't skip and pay attention to it. Because over the years, he has seen too many Tianjiao, but in the end, they all disappeared. Even hundreds of years ago, Zhou Tong, who shone like a comet in the whole Tianxuan domain, was the most likely martial artist to win the great heaven swallowing spirit decision, which was even more terrible than Chu Tiandu, the most outstanding disciple of xianlongmen. Because Zhou Tong, since his debut, has been shining like a comet, eclipsing all his peers. At the age of 30, he became a strong man in the realm of God. His talent was terrible. Even old people like them were moved by it, but in the end, such a genius was bound to fall. Therefore, when he saw the ancient style, he was not as enthusiastic as others.

A genius who has not grown up, that is, a weak person, will look at him differently only when he is strong. At least now, he has not paid much attention to the ancient style.

When the peak leader heard the purple wind speak, his eyebrows were all slightly wrinkled. They also knew how stuffy the ancient wind was when he suffered the blow of poor Qi. Instead, other double martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing environment directly exploded and died. However, even if the old style holds up, the situation must not be much better.

”Oh, what a pity.”

Several peak owners couldn't help shaking their heads. Even if the ancient style was eliminated, they could still earn it, but they would lose the qualification to compete for the first place in the assessment.

Every time each peak selects the first disciple, he can get a chance to enter the enlightenment hall. The enlightenment hall, which is the place where the ancestors of Immortal Dragon Gate, the sage who came to control the heaven and earth of HuangXuan region, opened every six months. Only the disciples who reached the seven levels of soul condensing realm can enter. Listening to the ancestors' Enlightenment in it will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.

However, as a special gift, the first core disciple in the assessment can get an opportunity to enter, which will make many people jealous. But everyone who has gone in knows how good martial arts are in the hall of enlightenment.

While everyone sighed, Gu Feng's closed eyes opened slowly, and a touch of pure light passed through his eyes. Random palm of his hand for a while, the poor strange and the giant beside him, actually painted fly ash, drifting with the wind.

”This...”

Seeing this scene, the peak masters could not help but coagulate their faces. Even if they were not at the scene, they also clearly felt that the spiritual power in the poor, strange and giant bodies had been lost and turned into a rotten corpse. Even they can't understand such a strange phenomenon.

Then their eyes fixed on the ancient wind. They found that although the ancient wind's injury had not healed, it had been cured for most of the time.

”This little guy seems to have a lot of secrets.” long Qianqing said secretly. He thought of Dugu Qingtian's attitude towards ancient wind, and he seemed to have some understanding in his heart. But he still doesn't know what the secret of the ancient wind is.

In the fog area, the ancient wind stood up, and the spiritual power consumed in the body has been restored. He also had to marvel at the power of the poor and giant. After absorbing their power, the injury in his body had healed, and there was no big problem. What's more, his accomplishments are small and refined. Now he has reached the middle stage of the dual soul state.

”Go on, there are only 200 places, and I don't know how many people are left.” Gu Feng secretly said in his heart. The losers will be eliminated and only 200 people will stay in the end.

However, what makes the ancient wind curious is that it is very simple to hide in the Luosheng secret area of Noda. Won't the assessment stop until there are 200 people?