Chapter 1,112 You Can only Look Up!

Facing the power of Demon Meteor, Gu Yan immediately blocked it.

But the two elders behind him turned pale, and a mouthful of blood almost surged up.

"Demon Meteor, Gu Yan, the blessing ceremony is not over yet! Personal grudges will be resolved after the blessing ceremony is over!"

Gong Ji spoke.

Next, there is Feng Xiong, who represents Zhan Mang Palace.

This is also the number one favorite.

Feng Xiong stepped lightly into the void, like a lotus growing step by step, heading towards the entrance of the cave.

"Look, the ripples in the air beneath Feng Xiong's feet are clearly filled with sword energy!! Could it be that Feng Xiong gained a lot from the sword light array in Zhan Mang Palace?"

There were warriors who were familiar with Zhan Mang Palace, and their faces were filled with shock.

Everyone immediately noticed where Feng Xiong's footsteps were missing.

Sure enough, with every step he took, there was a ripple of sword energy!

"This is... so powerful! Every step he takes is with a killing move! Sword energy killing move!"

An elder who was at the pinnacle of the sixth level of the Saint Realm couldn't help but feel that his throat was a little dry.

On top of the eight high platforms.

The place where Mang Ni, the master of Zhan Mang Palace, is.

Mang Ne's face was full of hope.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiong had entered the cave entrance.

Six minutes later.

The ancient praying formation surged into the sky with a flick of the eye.

At this moment, the prayer monument seemed to be a giant beast that swallowed the sky, immediately emitting powerful swallowing power.

Boom!

Boom!

This time, the ancient energy poured down like a torrent. It was even more powerful and shocking than when Qingluan was there!

There is even a kind of dark cloud approaching,

The feeling of an approaching thunderstorm gives people a powerful and dull sense of depression.

Many warriors held their breaths and watched everything that happened in front of them with helpless eyes, not daring to blink.

boom!

One hundred ridges!

Three hundred ridges!

Eight hundred ridges!

…

Three thousand five hundred ridges!

At this moment, the torrent of ancient energy has slowed down a bit.

"It seems that Feng Xiong's limit is 3,500 ridges! This result is already very good!"

"Yes! This is already a record that has completely surpassed all previous records!"

Many warriors said.

However.

A voice suddenly came out.

"Three thousand five hundred ridges, is it difficult?"

Feng Xiong's voice was loud and powerful, spreading from the entrance of the cave.

The words fell away.

The torrent of ancient energy that had slowed down began to surge again.

Four thousand ridges!

Four thousand five hundred ridges!

Five thousand ridges!

Five thousand five hundred ridges!

Then it stopped.

Exceeding Qingluan’s 3,500 ridges!

The whole scene was silent.

A figure walked out and looked sternly.

It's Feng Xiong.

"Well, five thousand five hundred ridges, it's not bad!"

Feng Xiong's face was very satisfied.

Mang Ni, the master of the Zhan Mang Palace, even smiled and said: "Feng Xiong, this is a good result! Sit down and rest!"

"Palace Master Mangni, your total score is 7,100 spines! Next, I will fight Gu Gong! 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 Feng Xiong's grades to be so high!"

Qing Pojiao whispered.

Qingluan shook his head and said: "Brother, this is actually to be expected. To be able to fight out of the sword light formation in Zhan Mang 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 Realm and has completely surpassed me. Therefore, it is natural for him to achieve results that exceed mine."

Qingluan is very tolerant.

This side of Zhanfeng Palace.

Lu Qingyun and Zu Nan's faces were full of shock.

After all, everyone’s results this time are completely better than any previous ones.

The Zhanfeng Palace is thousands of miles away.

There was no smile on the faces of the Supreme Elder and others.

"This Fengxiong's results are too strong!"

"Master Feng, can you enter the top three..."

Everyone is worried.

In a blink of an eye.

Lu Liancheng entered the prayer monument.

The results are very shocking.

Exactly the same as Feng Xiong!

Five thousand five hundred ridges!

Zhan Gu Palace’s total score is also 7,100 spines!

"Gu Yan, it's too early for you 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."

Mang Ni, the master of Zhan Mang Palace, said with a cold snort.

"I'm about to pray. Shouldn't you two old guys shut up immediately?"

Jin Gun's voice was filled with powerful divine soul pressure, impacting everything.

"Bold! How dare you be rude to our two palace masters..."

Gu Yan and Mang Ne were both scolding.

"Is it rude to you? Are you worthy of it?"

After Jin Gun finished speaking, a divine soul hurricane swept towards Gu Yan and Mang Ne in an instant.

puff!

The two palace masters Gu Yan and Mang Ni, as warriors at the peak level of the ninth level of the Saint, were unable to resist.

Even vomiting blood at the mouth!

"Jin Gun, your soul power cultivation level is infinitely close to the half-step Holy King level!"

Both Gu Yan and Mang Ne's eyes were filled with infinite fear.

Soul power cultivation is extremely rare!

It can be said that reaching the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm with soul power cultivation is twice as difficult as reaching the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm with martial arts cultivation!

As for ordinary warriors who have reached the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Lord, if they do not have a soul defense that can match them, then it will be difficult to defend against the soul cultivators who are at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Lord!

Although Jin Gun was the first to take action, he was suspected of making a rash attack and a sneak attack.

However, Gu Yan and Mang Ni, who had so easily injured Gu Yan and Mang Ni, who were at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint, also shocked everyone present.

"Jin Gun's overall strength is comparable to that of the Half-Step Saint King!"

This idea suddenly appeared in the hearts of countless warriors.

Even Qing Pojiao suddenly looked serious.

As the crown prince of the Dongqing Dynasty, he knew that Jin Gun's power would weaken the majesty of the royal family.

He ignored Mang Ne and Gu Yan at all.

Jin Gun's eyes moved towards Qing Pojiao and Qing Luan.

"Qingluan, I have always liked you. When I leave the Zhulong Realm this time, I will go to your royal family in person to propose marriage!"

"Haha, Qing Pojiao, I will also help you ascend to the throne! When the time comes, you and I, as royal relatives, just give me an eternal equal king!"

"Well, Qing Pojiao, of course, you can also choose to refuse!"

Jin Gun's words were actually full of threats.

After saying that, Jin Gun looked at Chu Feng again.

"Chu Feng, it stands to reason that I should be the finale of this blessing ceremony. But since I got the twelfth one in the lottery, I'll go with the twelfth one. In fact, it doesn't matter much. Because, you, and Qing Pojiao can only look up to me!"

After saying that, he ignored the reactions of Chu Feng, Qing Pojiao and Qing Luan, and turned around and entered the cave entrance.