Gu Feng has his own plans, he wants to play his prestige when the Kyushu Alliance is the most incompetent, and successfully settle his image in the hearts of the Kyushu Alliance.

Therefore, he wants to participate in the war alone, and when the time comes, he will become an invincible name and become the god of war and guardian saint in the hearts of all beings.

The bloodline of Kyushu should not be divided like this, and the ancient style wants to be unified.

Before, he was prejudiced against the Kyushu Alliance, thinking that they were the descendants of deserters, but at this time, he had a different feeling, no matter what, they were all Kyushu bloodline, and the original escape was only the home of some people, in fact, they did this, and it was also beneficial, at least a part of the Kyushu bloodline was preserved, so that they did not wither.

Otherwise, it would really be like the blood of the Kyushu War, and the fierce battle would almost fall to the point that all the strong men had almost fallen, and for the entire Kyushu, it could really be said to be a catastrophe.

Gu Feng Pan sat in a room, his whole body was full of divine light, there was an imperial aura, and there was also an imperial aura, and then they all fused together to form a terrifying power.

This kind of divine power is terrifying and boundless, as if it encompasses all the Dharma and Dao of the heavens and all the worlds, communicating with the Great Dao between heaven and earth, and constantly imprinting into itself.

At this time, the ancient style, almost every moment, is improving. The divine king qi in his body was surging, and he couldn't tell whether it was this level of divine power, the blood was boiling, the golden blood was dazzling to the extreme, and it contained a terrifying divine brilliance.

After ten days of sitting, he finally finished his work and opened the door, where Wei Lingzi and the others were already waiting. Bi Xuan followed the two emperors, his strength and potential were already the most outstanding people in the Kyushu Alliance, and the two had plans to train Bi Xuan as a successor.

Gu Feng understood their thoughts, and he smiled faintly, not very concerned.

"The date of the big battle has arrived, let's go." Wei Lingzi said, his expression a little solemn.

"Just the four of us?" Gu Feng asked unexpectedly.

Nodding, Wei Lingzi said: "The Emperor War, unlike the fierce battle of other monks, the four of us are enough, and the rest of us go, it is useless, if you feel unsafe, you can bring a few emperors, or let Xuanyuan Qingdai and them come, even if the two clans are powerful, it is impossible to eat our people." ”

Gu Feng pursed his lips, he wouldn't let the Yanhuang master get involved, who knows how dangerous this matter is. Gu Tao chased the black claw that day, and he never returned, if it weren't for Huang Ying's constant saying that Gu Zhan was fine, he was breaking through at this time, and Gu Feng had already stormed away.

Now in the Five Realms, although there are masters in charge, the white-haired man said to Gu Feng that after cultivating to the emperor realm, he will not make a move, because in the face of those junior powerhouses, if he, the former ancient war emperor, makes a move, it is really a bit too much of a bully.

And the Emperor of War also said that in this world, there may not really be a place that surpasses the emperor's one heaven, if he does it, he may touch some taboos, which is not good for them.

The ancient style is not persecuted, and maintaining the current situation is actually a good thing. Yan Huang joined the Seven Great Emperors, and in fact, his strength was already a behemoth, even if he was compared to the Yun Clan and the Overlord Clan, he was also full of confidence.

Gu Feng has always been vigilant in his heart, and what he asked for was that the nest must be completely stable.

Therefore, he went out alone, not only because he didn't want those people to take risks, but also because part of the reason was that the nest was absolutely stable.

"Okay, now what are you going to do, let's go." Gu Feng smiled faintly.

Wei Lingzi was a little unhappy, but there was no way, he waved his hand to open a portal and entered an ancient battlefield.

This is a blood-stained land, the sky is shattered, there is a chaotic qi falling, broken blades, scattered everywhere, although the eternal years have passed, but you can feel that peerless killing machine.

These are all imperial soldiers and imperial soldiers, the weapons that were once possessed by the supreme people, all of them have experienced terrible battles, the masters died, and the weapons were broken and buried here.

A killing field of emperors and emperors, buried I don't know how many emperors.

Gu Feng frowned and said, "Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, why are there so many burial places for emperors and emperors?" ”

He thought of many places, where endless emperors and emperors were buried. In the heavens and all worlds, how many emperors have appeared and how many have fallen, it is unimaginable in ancient times.

"For endless years, many emperors' battlefields have been opened up, with emperors and emperors fighting in them, with countless casualties, no one knows how many such battlefields there are, but this place has just been opened up in this cosmic era." Wellingzi said.

Gu Feng was shocked, he glanced here, everywhere he looked, there were all corpses, could it be that in this cosmic era alone, so many strong people were buried?

Why do they kill each other like this, if all these people stay, what kind of enemy can't sweep away? What kind of heaven and earth can't be overturned, but they have internal friction and fall here, which is really a great hatred for the ages.

As if seeing the thoughts of the ancient style, Wei Lingzi sighed: "Throughout the ages, who can not have a little ambition, the heavens and all the worlds, there are countless people, but because of cannibalism, the heroes withered, and the endless years, too many strong people have been buried." ”

He was also sighing, if the heavens and all the worlds did not kill each other, it would definitely be extremely brilliant, the emperor competed, the emperor competed, that kind of scene would make people excited when they thought about it.

"Boom."

A skeleton stood up, high into the nine heavens, the sun, moon and stars in front of him, all looked very small, this sword slashed out, a galaxy shattered, endless chaos rolling, destroying the world.

This is a great emperor, who has no grudge after death, and is still fighting, wielding his sword to slash the heavens and the earth, and unleashing his endless divine might.

"Dust to dust, already dead, why be unwilling." Gu Feng sighed, and as soon as he pointed out, six reincarnations emerged, enveloping the corpse of that great emperor.

The Soul Sutra sounded in it, and it was resentful that the emperor did not dare to resent.

Not long after, the emperor's resentment disappeared completely, and it fell to the ground, and the bones turned into streamers of light and disappeared completely.

"You're so kind." Wei Lingzi sighed.

For an emperor, although he doesn't dare, he still makes trouble after death, which is a kind of blasphemy, and the ancient demeanor of this emperor is equivalent to completely freeing him.

"It's just a little bit of a feeling." Gu Feng spoke, his expression calm.

"Hehe, the Soul Sutra, there are such mysterious things, and it really deserves to be the grandson of the old tyrant." A voice sounded, and the people of the Yun clan appeared, and the one who took the lead was Yun Linfei, his eyes were burning, staring at the ancient wind, with a touch of heat.