Chapter 2677 (2/2)
While talking, Zhao Yushuang took out a dark green token from his waist. His left hand changed several tricks in a moment and hit it on the token.
Hum!
With a slight shock, the token burst into a green glow, reflecting the void in front of it.
A strange scene appeared. In front of the lake, which was empty, there seemed to be a layer of invisible film, which was illuminated by the green light, and showed up, forming a gate shape.
”Let's go. In front of us is the phantom gate. ”
Zhao Yushuang said, take the lead to enter the green door.
Luo Feng took a deep breath and walked in with Lin Hongyi.
In a flash of light, Luo Feng felt down-to-earth and had a broad vision. There were noises in his ears, including people's voices, crane's voice, animal's roar and water flow
Looking up, Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
At the moment, he was standing on a stone platform. At a glance, he saw a huge mountain. The mountain was very steep and lush. It was like a peerless sword, straight into the sea of clouds. There were many palaces built on it. These buildings were magnificent and mysterious.
Around the huge mountain peaks, there are also suspended peaks, like stars, dotted on the sky, which are shuttled by people from time to time. The rivers all over the place incline down to form a waterfall, which looks like countless jade dragons from afar.
And around this world, a circle of transparent water curtains connected with the sky and the earth enveloped the whole world. At a glance, Luofeng saw the misty Lake outside.
Looking from the inside, there is no fog on the misty lake. You can see the light reflected by the sun on the water. A flying monster enters the lake, suddenly looks like a great enemy, howls a few times, and flies back
”This is the holy land.”
Looking at these strange scenes like mirage, a sense of shock came from Luofeng's heart.
From the beginning of cultivation, he, like every martial artist, set the goal of entering the holy land for cultivation. Although he has experienced many things and his strength has already surpassed the standard of ordinary Holy Land disciples, his mood has not changed.
At this moment, he finally stepped into the Holy Land!
The holy land of martial arts that countless martial artists dream of!
When the three appeared on the stone platform, several streamers of light came from afar like arrows. In a blink of an eye, they landed on the stone platform. Among them were the young disciples who had been ordered by Zhao Yushan to deliver letters.
In front of the team is an old man with a strong body. He seems to be about sixty years old. Of course, this is calculated according to the age of ordinary people. Based on the cultivation of the other party, the real age is probably over one hundred years old.
Luo Feng looks at the old man, and his breath is as deep as the sea. Judging from the fluctuation of the real yuan, he should be the strong one in the later stage of the distracted state, but he is thicker than the ordinary one in the later stage of the distracted state. He should be the skill he cultivates, which has the effect of improving the real yuan.
”Elder Qin.”
Zhao Yushan saluted the old man respectfully.
Elder Qin nodded, glanced at Luo Feng and Lin Hong, and finally his eyes fell on Luo Feng. After a while, he said: ”you are Luo Feng, the son of ten saints?”
He wanted to see Luo Feng's accomplishments. After all, Luo Feng was chased by the seven murderers and finally died in the abyss. As we all know, now he appears in a good way, anyone will be curious.
It's a pity that Luo Feng has reached the highest level of Qijue cultivation for a long time. As long as he doesn't deliberately urge Zhenyuan or those who are too high in cultivation, they can't see through it.
Elder Qin's accomplishments are a little higher than that of Luofeng. Naturally, he can't see anything. He only vaguely feels that there are several kinds of breath on Luofeng. These breath mingle with each other, forming a tendency of introverted but not hair. It's very strange like a dormant dragon.
”He is the son of ten saints...”
”It seems that there is nothing special about it. I don't know how it compares with elder martial brother Li Han.”
”Senior brother Li Han ranked the fourth among the nine sages in the last holy land assessment. Now he is in the state of distraction and nine realms. How can he compare with each other?”
”Exactly, let alone senior brother Li Han, I'm afraid he's not my opponent.”
”Don't say that. He is also the son of the ten sages, and he escaped from the hands of the seven murderers. He must have his own skills.”
”Ha ha, there are only nine saints and never ten. The so-called ten sages are nothing. You really believe in them. As for escaping from the hands of the seven killing lords, it should be good luck. In front of him, ordinary people who are strong in distracted state are all like ants. Ten dead people have no life. ”
The news of the arrival of shishengzi spread, and many disciples of the phantom sect came to see Luofeng and talked about it. The curious and the surprised had it, but they were more belittled.
The title of the son of God, but many people want to be honored in the past. Luo Feng won the title of the son of ten without any effort. Many people are naturally envious and unhappy.
”Yes, it's me.”
Luo Feng didn't care about others' comments and nodded his head.
As it turned out, Qin Chang frowned secretly and was unhappy.
He is also the elder of the phantom sect. He is a powerful man in the eight aspects of distracted environment. A young man speaks to him with disrespect.
Elder Qin is also a person who has experienced numerous storms. Although he is unhappy in his heart, there is no expression on his face, but his tone is a little harsh. He said:
”you are going to participate in the entrance examination of our mirage gate. Before that, I would like to remind you that everyone is the same in front of the entrance examination, and you will not lower the standard because you are the son of ten. ”