Chapter 1112: I can only look up!

Facing the power of Moyu, Gu Yan immediately blocked him.
But the two elders behind him were pale, and a mouthful of blood almost surged up.
"Devil's Fall, Gu Yan, the blessing ceremony is not over yet! Personal grievances, wait until the blessing ceremony is over, it will not be too late!"
Palace halberd said.
Next, it is the Feng Xiong representing Zhanmang Palace.
This is also the first hot candidate to be bet on.
Feng Xiong stepped on the void lightly, like a lotus step by step, heading towards the entrance of the cave.
"Look, the air ripples under Feng Xiong's feet are clearly with sword aura!! Could it be said that Feng Xiong's Jianmang formation in Zhanmang Palace has gained a lot?"
There was a warrior who was familiar with Zhanmang Palace, whose faces were shocked.
Everyone immediately noticed the place where Feng Xiong had stepped into the air.
Sure enough, every step taken, there is a ripple of sword energy!
"This is... too strong! Every step he takes is with a killer move! Sword Qi killer move!"
An elder at the pinnacle of the Sixth Stage of the Holy Venerable couldn't help feeling his throat dry.
Above the eight high platforms.
The place where Mangni, the lord of Zhanmang Palace
Manne's face was full of hope.
In a blink of an eye, Feng Xiong had already entered the cave.
Six minutes later.
The Taikoo Qitian Array brushed, and it rose into the sky.
At this moment, the blessing monument seemed to be a giant swallowing beast, immediately exuding a powerful swallowing power.
Boom!
Boom!
This time, the primordial aura was pouring down, like a torrent, and it was even more powerful and shocking than when it was in Qingluan!
There is even a feeling of dark clouds rolling and thunderstorm coming, giving people a strong and dull feeling of depression.
Many warriors held their breath, and watched everything that happened before their eyes without daring to blink.
boom!
One hundred ridges!
Three hundred ridges!
Eight hundred ridges!
...
Three thousand five hundred ridges!
At this moment, the torrent of Primordial Qi slowed down a bit.
"It seems that the limit of Fengxiong is three thousand five hundred ridges! This result is already very good!"
"Yes! This is completely beyond the historical record!"
Many warriors said.
however.
A voice suddenly came out.
"Three thousand five hundred ridges, is it difficult?"
The voice of Feng Xiong spread out from the entrance of the cave.
The words fell.
The torrent of Primordial Qi, which had already slowed down, rushed again.
Four thousand ridges!
Four thousand five hundred ridges!
Five thousand ridges!
Five thousand five hundred ridges!
This stopped.
It exceeds Qingluan's three thousand five hundred ridges!
The whole scene was silent.
A figure walked out, squintingly.
It is Fengxiong.
"Well, five thousand five hundred ridges, isn't it?"
Feng Xiong's face was very satisfied.
The lord of the Zhanmang Palace, Mangne ​​even smiled and said, "Fengxiong, this is a good result! Sit down and rest!"
"Palace Master Manni, your total score is seven thousand one hundred ridges! Next is my battle against the ancient palace! I think we should easily surpass you! Hahaha!"
Gu Yan from Zhan Gu Palace said with a smile at this time.
"I didn't expect this Xiong Xiong to have such a high grade!"
Qing Po Jiao whispered.
Qing Luan shook his head and said, "Brother, this is actually expected. To be able to fight from the Jianmang formation in the Zhanmang Palace, his strength must not be imagined by ordinary people's thinking!"
"What's more, he is now at the eighth level of the Holy Venerable Realm cultivation level, completely surpassing me. Therefore, it is only natural that he has achieved more results than me."
Qing Luan was very open to it.
This side of the Palace of Winds.
Lu Qingjun and Zu Nan's faces were full of shock.
After all, everyone's performance this time is completely beyond any previous session.
The Palace of War Winds thousands of miles away.
The elder Taishang and others did not have any smiles on their faces.
"The results of this Xiong Xiong are too strong!"
"Sao Feng, can you make the top three..."
There is worry in everyone's heart.
Blink of an eye.
Lu Liancheng entered the blessing monument.
The results are very shocking.
It's exactly the same as Fengxiong!
Five thousand five hundred ridges!
The total score of Zhan Gu Palace is also seven thousand and one hundred ridges!
"Gu Yan, you're too early to be happy! You and I have the same grades! It seems that when we allocate the geographical scope, we can only get 25% each for you and me."
Mangne, the lord of Zhanmang Palace, said with a cold snort.
"The deity is about to pray, you two old things, shouldn't you shut up immediately?"
Jin Gun's voice was full of powerful soul pressure, sweeping all the impact.
"Bold! Dare to be rude to our two great palace owners..."
Both Gu Yan and Mangne ​​scolded.
"Is rude to you? Just you, also worthy?"
Jin Dagon finished his words, and immediately, a hurricane of souls swept towards Gu Yan and Mangne ​​in an instant.
puff!
The two great palace masters, Gu Yan and Mangne, as the martial artist of the highest level of the Ninth Realm of the Sovereign, were unable to resist.
Even vomit blood!
"Jin Gun, your soul power cultivation base is infinitely close to the half-step Saint King level!"
Both Gu Yan and Mangne ​​were full of infinite fear in their eyes.
Soul power cultivation is extremely rare!
It can be said that the soul power cultivation base reaches the peak of the ninth stage of the sage, and it is twice as difficult as the martial arts cultivation base to reach the peak of the ninth stage of the sage!
As for ordinary warriors to reach the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Sovereign, if there is no defensive spirit to match, then it will be very difficult for the Soul Power Cultivator to face the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Sovereign to defend!
Although Jin Gun was the first to make a move, he was suspected of making a rash move and sneak attack.
However, Gu Yan and Mangne, who so easily injured the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Sovereign, also shocked everyone present.
"Jin Gun's comprehensive strength is comparable to a half-step saint king!"
This idea suddenly appeared in the hearts of countless warriors.
Even Qing Po arrogance is suddenly very serious.
As the prince of the Dongqing dynasty, he knew well that Jin Gong's strength meant that it would weaken the imperial majesty.
I didn't even pay attention to Mangne ​​and Gu Yan~EbookFREE.me~ Jin Gun's gaze shifted towards Qing Po Jiao and Qing Luan.
"Qingluan, I have always liked you. When I leave the candle dragon world this time, I will come to your royal family personally to propose marriage!"
"Hehe, Qingpojiao, I will also help you ascend to the throne! At that time, you and I will be relatives of the emperor, just give me an eternal king of equality!"
"Well, Qing Po Jiao, of course, you can also choose to refuse!"
Jin Gun's words are actually full of threats.
After speaking, Jin Dagon looked at Chu Feng again.
"Chu Feng, logically speaking, this blessing ceremony should be my finale. But since I have drawn the lottery to the twelfth, let's go to the twelfth. Actually, it doesn't matter much. Because, you, and Qing Po arrogant, can only look up to me!"
After speaking, he ignored the reactions of Chu Feng, Qing Pojiao and Qing Luan at all, and turned around and entered the cave entrance.