Chapter 149: Power field!

"Swish~wish~wish~"
Until a certain moment, there were only twenty people left on the court.
And Duan Feng was still among them.
"These old guys, who haven't moved yet, really can stand their temper. It seems that the last time they failed was a big blow."
Duan Feng shrugged, not anxious, watching quietly.
"Huh? Jianzun Eighth Heaven?"
The white-haired old man Xi Dalu felt the aura radiating from Duan Feng's body, and suddenly whispered.
You should know that generally the monks who enter the Sanctuary Temple for the first time to participate in the test cannot withstand the temptation and temptation, and will definitely rush to enter the temple.
However, Duan Feng was a counterexample, and he didn't seem to be anxious to get in.
No wonder Herod made a soft voice.
"Huh, shit."
However, not all monks thought this way like Herod. One of them was middle-aged with yellow hair and made a cold snort.
He thinks that Duan Feng is still here and he wants to rely on them to tide over the difficulties.
"boom!"
The huge stone gate of the temple of power was finally fully opened.
At the moment when the Shimen was fully opened, Duan Feng could clearly perceive that there was a terrifying gravitational pressure, frantically sweeping out.
And his body had to sink in half.
"What a terrifying gravitational coercion, is this the test of the power temple?"
Duan Feng was shocked.
You know, he just stood outside the temple, and has not completely entered.
If I go in, I really don't know what will happen.
"The gate of the Temple of Power will be closed in thirty seconds. Please hurry up."
The white-haired old man Herod's voice suddenly rang loudly.
"Swish~wish~wish~"
The remaining twenty-odd monks finally stopped hesitating, their figures flashed, and they rushed forward.
Seeing this, Duan Feng immediately followed suit.
"Ah~ah~"
Just as he swept in, Duan Feng heard the wailing sounds coming from the temple.
Immediately afterwards, there was a terrifying power that fell from the sky and completely enveloped Duan Feng and others.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With terrible force, several cultivators directly blasted onto the ground, the rubble flew, and a huge pothole was smashed.
However, what made the yellow-haired middle-aged stranger was that Duan Feng, as the cultivator of the Eighth Heavenly Sword Sovereign, had only fallen a little bit, without much damage.
You know, those cultivators who were smashed in have all reached the Nine Heavens of Sword Sovereign.
"Huh, this guy must have gone. Shit. Luck."
The middle-aged Huang Fa gave a cold snort.
However, he thought about it and found it funny. As the peak of the Sword Sovereign Nineth Heaven, he was only one step away from the Sword Saint. Why should he stare at Duan Feng?
In his eyes, a monk who is only the Eighth Heavenly Sword Sovereign had no reason to be valued.
With a chuckle, the middle-aged yellow-haired man rushed out directly under the coercion of that huge force.
In the blink of an eye, he had already skimmed hundreds of meters, surpassing the monks who came first in one fell swoop.
After Huang Fa's middle age, those monks who have reached the peak of the Nine Heavens of Sword Sovereign are also full of energy and rush forward without hesitation.
"So that's it, I understand."
Duan Feng watched the dozen or so cultivators who had reached the peak of Sword Sovereign rushing in, and instantly understood.
The so-called power temple is actually a huge ‘power field’.
The gravity of the force field is limited, and it will be distributed to everyone.
And the most advanced monks need to endure much more strength than those who come in later.
And this is why the middle-aged Huangfa and others rushed over!