Chapter 3993： The most unwilling scene (1/2)

First, I watched the dragon break into the middle stage of the Xianwu realm, but I didn't expect someone to break into the middle stage of the Xianwu realm now.

Thinking of his breakthrough to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm is still far away, Wang Feng couldn't help making a sigh. He didn't know when he was qualified to attack the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm.

The farther forward, the more monks Wang Feng can see. Obviously everyone is going to watch the breakthrough.

It is not uncommon to move from the late Blood Saint Realm to the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. After all, under the current big pattern, almost every day someone breaks into the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm.

So there is no mystery for such a breakthrough, but it is extremely rare to move from the early stage of the Xianwu Realm to the middle of the Xianwu Realm, and some people will not be able to encounter it once in a lifetime.

When the dragon broke through last time, although some people went to observe the ceremony and study, there were still quite a few monks who did not see that scene. So now that there is such an opportunity, they naturally run faster than the other, and they are afraid I can't keep up.

These people rushed forward as if rushing to reincarnate, but Wang Feng was not as crazy as them, because he knew that even if he walked slowly, he would definitely be able to catch up.

And the reason why he didn't go fast was completely worried in his heart. If his previous guess came true, then if he runs too fast now, he might be killed, so he'd better go slow.

This cultivator at the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm entered the middle of the Immortal Martial Realm, and he had already seen it once, so this time he did not look at it or not.

After all, after seeing them break through the realm, they didn't have much to learn. Wang Feng mainly wanted to make sure this time, so walking slowly has no effect on him.

”Although the early stage of the Xianwu realm is strong, compared with the people in the middle of the Xianwu realm, it is as small as dust. If you want to stand up, I am afraid you need to break through to the middle of the Xianwu realm.”

Seeing more and more monks around him, Wang Feng couldn't help but express this emotion in his heart.

In the entire cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who can beat Wang Feng in the world, but because of these few people, Wang Feng will be restrained in a lot of things. If he wants to be truly free from any restraints, Wang Feng will also break through. Only in the middle of Xianwu realm.

Following the crowd all the way forward, black clouds began to appear above Wang Feng and their heads. Seeing this black cloud, Wang Feng immediately recognized what this thing was. This was the edge of the sky.

Heavenly Tribulation has already appeared, and it seems that someone is really going to break into the middle stage of Xianwu Realm.

”This is a catastrophe?”

Among the people who came, not only Wang Feng was knowledgeable, but also others recognized this day robbery at once, and there was a shocked voice.

”It seems that this person is really going to break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, otherwise there will never be a catastrophe here.” At this time, other monks spoke, with shocked expressions on their faces.

”It seems that my guess is likely to come true.”

There was a muttering sound in his mouth, and Wang Feng's complexion was also very ugly, because this place is very close to the main star where the imperial city is located. If the person breaking through here is really the person Wang Feng imagined, then this is probably not the case. It's fun.

As the crowd moved forward, Wang Feng felt a strong pressure. He didn't know if it was caused by man or the pressure from the world.

”I've lived a lifetime, this is the first time I have seen someone from the early stage of the Xianwu Realm to impact the middle of the Xianwu Realm.” A voice from the crowd spread out, with a trace of expectation.