Chapter 1187 (1/2)

”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.