Chapter 1177 (1/2)

Gu Feng's body shook slightly and hurriedly urged life and death to seize heaven. Life and death to seize heaven worked crazily. Within the boundary of ten thousand Tao, endless power also rushed towards his body.

The thousands of Tao forces converge to form a colorful light cocoon, which wraps the ancient style in it.

Beside the ancient wind, the figure stood with his hands down, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes. Soon, the space in front of him wriggled, and a vague figure appeared out of thin air. The figure was the mysterious man who had always existed in the ancient wind and the picture of life and death.

”You have chosen a good person,” the figure riding a white tiger said softly, looking at the cocoon.

”Those who should be robbed should be born. He still needs to bear the disaster between heaven and earth. If he is just a mediocre person, how can he bear such a great task.” the mysterious man stared at the ancient wind and his voice was a little indifferent.

”Should be robbed? The disaster of this world is too terrible for us to bear. Do you think he can bear it?”

”If you can't bear it, it's the moment when the sky continent is going to perish.”

The mysterious man said after a moment of silence.

”You want him to grow up, so you wake up my image and tell him the art of white tiger killing and cutting.” the figure riding the white tiger said.

The mysterious man nodded: ”yes, the next disaster will be the last battle. If he doesn't have these powerful means, how can he guarantee to live? So along the way, I gave him the opportunity to get good fortune, but I didn't give him the reason directly.” mysterious humanity.

”I hope you're right,” said the figure riding the white tiger, but his figure dispersed with the wind.

After staring at the cocoon for a moment, the mysterious man turned into a light and shadow and disappeared without a trace.

There are no sun, moon and stars in the world of ten thousand Tao, so the ancient wind doesn't know how many days he has practiced. The terrible killing power turned into runes, constantly eroding his knowledge of the sea. And he is to urge the spiritual power in the body to resist the erosion of those runes.

Runes are constantly refined and integrated into his flesh and bones.

This lasted for a long time. When the last talisman containing the power of killing was completely refined, the ancient wind also suddenly opened its eyes. In his eyes, two pure lights shot out, with the power of killing and cutting, penetrating the void in front of him.

The colorful cocoons in front of him disappeared little by little. With the collapse, it was the world of ten thousand Tao. The world of ten thousand Tao collapsed, and the ancient wind stepped out from the world of ten thousand Tao.

After a moment of darkness, Gu Feng opened his eyes and saw Heiyu's cold face looking at him.

”Elder martial brother Gufeng, you are awake.” Heiyu said to Gufeng.

”What's the matter?” Gu Feng was stunned and looked around. He found that he was lying on an ice jade cold bed.

”What is this place?” the ancient wind looked around and asked strangely.

”This is the inside of the bronze palace. We have got the inheritance here. It's you. As soon as we came out of the inheritance place, we found you lying on the ice jade cold bed.”

Mu Li looked at the ancient wind and said.

”How long have I been lying here?” asked the old wind.

”Ten days.” Hao Tiandao.

”Ten days, it's so long.” Gu Feng's eyebrows wrinkled. Although he spent a long time refining those runes, he would never be a day.