Chapter 1110 (1/2)
In the face of the magic meteor's power, Gu Yan immediately blocked back.
But the two elders behind him were pale and almost gushed with blood.
”Magic meteor, ancient flame, blessing ceremony is not over! Personal gratitude and resentment, wait until the end of the blessing ceremony, and then come again
Palace halberd mouth and road.
Next, it was fengxiong, which represented the temple of war.
It's also the first favourite to be bet on.
Fengxiong treads on the void lightly, just like a lotus growing step by step, heading towards the entrance of the cave.
”Look, at the foot of fengxiong, the air ripples are clearly with sword spirit!! Is it said that fengxiong gained a lot in the sword array of the war mans palace? ”
There are martial artists who are familiar with Zhan mang palace, and their faces are shocked.
Everyone immediately noticed the place where Feng Xiong stepped into the air.
Sure enough, every step, there is a ripple of sword spirit!
”This is Too strong! Every step of his life is to kill! The sword spirit kills the move
An elder at the top of the six levels of the holy reverence could not help feeling that his voice was dry.
On the eight platforms.
The place where the master of zhanmang palace, MUNE, is located.
Munnie's face was full of hope.
In a flash, fengxiong has entered the cave.
Six minutes later.
And the sky brush.
At this moment, the praying tablet seems to be a giant beast swallowing the sky, and it immediately exudes a strong power of swallowing and sucking.
Boom!
Boom!
The ancient spirit of this time, pouring down, the general torrent, compared with qingluan, even more powerful and shocking!
There is even a feeling of dark clouds and thunderstorms, giving people a strong and depressing sense.
Many of them held their breath and watched what happened in front of them.
Boom!
A hundred ridges!
Three hundred ridges!
Eight hundred ridges!
……
Three thousand five hundred ridges!
At this moment, the torrent of archaic Qi has slowed down.
”It seems that the limit of fengxiong is 3500 ridges! This is a very good result
”Yes! This is a record completely beyond the past! ”
Many warriors said.
However.
Suddenly a voice came out.
”Three thousand and five hundred ridges, is it difficult?”
The voice of fengxiong is vast and powerful, and spreads out from the entrance of the cave.
Words fall.
The ancient air, which had already been slowed down, surged again.
Four thousand ridges!
Four thousand and five hundred ridges!
Five thousand ridges!
Five thousand five hundred ridges!
That stopped.
More than 3500 ridges of qingluan!
The whole scene was silent.
A figure came out and looked down.
It's fengxiong.
”Well, five thousand and five hundred ridges are OK.”
Feng Xiong's face is very satisfied.