Chapter 1186 (2/2)
The ancient style portrayed half a day, and finally about half. The extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation on the golden pattern array can't help but make people feel palpitation.
Zixuan looked at the serious old style and sighed in her heart. The ancient style four or five months ago was just a master of the three product spirit array. Even if he could arrange one or two four product spirit arrays, it was in vain and difficult to give full play to its real power. But now, the ancient wind has been able to arrange the five product spirit array. Although it is still a little reluctant, the speed is also very slow, and even his powerful spirit power equivalent to the six product spirit array is the most basic, but it is enough to surprise him.
The source pen in Gufeng's hand is a local Lingbao purple source pen, which was refined by Zixuan himself. This purple source pen has the function of assisting in depicting the spirit array, which is similar to that of Yu Ruyi in Mu Li's hand. With the blessing of Ziyuan pen, the five spirit array and gold pattern array are constantly formed under the depiction of ancient style.
After an hour, most of the ancient customs of the golden pattern array have been portrayed, and it won't be long before they can be completely formed.
”Dong Dong Dong...”
At this time, a bell with the power of the road sounded between heaven and earth. Affected by the ancient style, his heart trembled, and the purple source pen in his hand could not help shaking. Then the golden pattern array that was about to be portrayed collapsed in an instant, turned into countless lights and disappeared.
The ancient wind frowned and was obviously dissatisfied with the sudden sound of the bell.
”It's the Dragon chanting bell of Immortal Dragon's gate. Something big must have happened. The sect leader is summoning the peak leaders of each peak. We should go back quickly.”
Mu Li heard the sound of the bell, his pretty face changed and said solemnly.
”Ancient wind, you must be careful when you go here.” Zixuan looked at the ancient wind and said with a dignified face.
The ancient wind was stunned, followed by the sound, as if the hunting conference was about to open. Thinking of this, the ancient wind's face also became dignified, and there was a fiery color in the depths of his eyes.
”The hunting meeting, and those countless opportunities, just wait for me.” Gu Feng roared in his heart, turned into streamer and went out of the misty canyon with Mu Li.
An hour later, they appeared on the main peak of Linglun peak. The Lord of Linglun peak was not here. However, the elders have already appeared dignified. At the bottom is the disciple of Linglun peak, and the person headed by him is naturally yuange.