Call!

Opening his mouth and exhaling a breath of turbidity, Lin Feng opened his eyes. 2

"Heavenly Martial Master Ninefold!"

Feeling the surging power in his body, Lin Feng was not very happy, because he had already reached the highest level of the Heavenly Martial Master, and the next step was to be promoted to the Martial King.

To be promoted to the Martial King Realm is to condense the spiritual vortex in the body into a divine pill, and if you can do this step, you can be promoted to the Martial King Realm.

"There shouldn't be any problems!"

Lin Feng's face was solemn, and he said that the primeval martial cultivation of the multi-spirit vortex could not be promoted to the realm of the Martial King, but he felt that there should not be much of a problem.

If one of others' spirit vortex condenses into a divine pill, his eight spiritual vortex condenses into a divine pill one by one, which just takes some more time.

However, it is said that when a warrior steps into the realm of the Martial King, he will encounter the first Heavenly Tribulation, commonly known as the Martial King Tribulation.

And according to Yin Tianqiu, the ancient martial arts cultivator who defended the sky to the extreme could not escape the bombardment of the martial king.

Now, Lin Feng has reached the ninth level of Heavenly Martial Master, and it won't be long before he will attack the realm of the Martial King, everything is imminent, and he has to worry.

After leaning less, Lin Feng sighed, the time for the opening of the wasteland is almost up, everything will wait until the end of the trip to the wasteland!

Then, Lin Feng left the Divine Diagram space, returned to the room in the outside world, sat cross-legged on the bed, and continued to cultivate, stabilizing the cultivation that had just broken through.

At this moment, the communication talisman in his storage ring vibrated slightly, Lin Feng took out the communication talisman, and his mind immediately probed into it.

"Brother Lin Feng, where are you, can you come to Tiansheng Inn?"

In the messenger was Hong Qingxuan's voice, asking Lin Feng where he was, and asking him to go to a place called 'Tiansheng Inn'.

Because Hong Qingxuan had been in the Void Realm Divine Diagram before, she didn't know that Lin Feng was in the Heavens and Ends of the Sea.

Lin Feng guessed that Hong Qingxuan must be with Qian Xunyue at the moment, so he didn't tell the other party where he was.

"Qing Xuan, I will enter the wasteland soon, and we will talk when I come out!" Lin Feng used the communication talisman to convey a sentence, with Qian Xunyue here, he was not going to go to the Tiansheng Inn.

Soon, the messenger trembled again, and Qing Xuan's words came from inside.

"Brother Lin Feng, I'll wait for you to come back!"

After listening to Hong Qingxuan's transmission, Lin Feng put away the communication talisman and continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

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While Lin Feng was quietly cultivating, the Ancient Peerless City was surging, and a large number of martial artists poured in.

Because the opening of the wasteland once a year is just around the corner, everyone is waiting for the opening of the wasteland.

Tiansheng Inn is one of the largest inns in the ancient city, and in recent times, business has been very hot, and there is an endless stream of guests.

In an exquisite upper room, Qian Xunyue and Hong Qingxuan sat at the table.

"He doesn't want to come?"

Qian Xunyue looked at Hong Qingxuan, who had put away the communication talisman, and asked in an indifferent voice.

She didn't stop Hong Qingxuan from arraigning Lin Feng, if she could summon Lin Feng, then she wouldn't have to look for the other party anymore.

"He said he would wait until he came back from the wasteland!" Hong Qingxuan nodded lightly when he heard this.

She originally wanted Lin Feng to come here, and if there was any misunderstanding, she would make it clear to her master in person, but Lin Feng refused!

"Wasteland!"

Qian Xunyue muttered, a wisp of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and said softly: "Then let's wait for him to come back!"

With that, Qian Xunyue walked out and returned to his room next door.

In the lobby of the Tiansheng Inn, by the window, Gong Lin and Sikong Yan were drinking while looking at the warriors coming and going on the street below.

"Senior Brother Sikong, this trip to the wasteland is probably dangerous, there are too many strong people who have come to the Ancient Peerless City in the past few days!"

Gong Lin sighed and said, there were martial kings and powerhouses everywhere on the street, which made his heart feel pressured.

"The Wasteland, I heard that there are many ancient inheritances, it is our opportunity, no matter how dangerous it is, I will go and explore!"

Sikong Yan's face was solemn, but his eyes revealed a brilliant essence, and said: "As long as we can obtain a powerful inheritance in it, we will have the opportunity to destroy the Blood Luo Hall and even the Huangquan Demon Sect in the future!"

Sikong Yan's voice was very cold, and the Taishen Palace Lord of the Taishang Palace fled the scene of the Tianjiao Festival with the two of them.

And the Taishen Palace Lord left in order to protect them, and he had fallen, and he fell into the hands of Huang Fuqing.

Not only that, but the mountain gate of the Heavenly Palace was also attacked by the Blood Luo Palace, with heavy casualties, and in the end it could only be surrendered.

Many of his brothers and sisters died at the hands of the Blood Luo Palace, which made Sikong Yan grief-stricken.

He hated, hated that he didn't have the strength to fight against the Blood Luo Hall and the Huangquan Demon Sect, otherwise, those senior brothers and sisters of his would not have died!

Therefore, Sikong Yan was determined to become strong quickly, destroy the Blood Luo Palace, and restore the Taishang Palace.

"Senior Brother Sikong, you are the hope of my Taishang Palace, and I will do my best to help you in the future!" Gong Lin nodded and said in a deep voice.

Although Sikong Yan's talent was terrifying, if he didn't have a strong martial arts inheritance, it would be extremely difficult to fight against the Blood Luo Hall and even the Huangquan Demon Sect in the future.

Therefore, when the two of them heard the rumors of the wasteland, they rushed to the ancient city, just to try their luck in the wasteland.

"Hmm!"

Sikong Yan nodded, then groaned slightly, and said: "I don't know if anyone has come to the Ancient Peerless City, if they do, they may be able to cooperate in the wasteland." ”

More than a month ago, the two of them had met the first person on the Dongzhou Qianjiao List in other cities, so Sikong Yan thought of each other now.

The wasteland is dangerous, if you can cooperate with Wenren Tiandu, it is a good way.

Gong Lin shook his head when he heard this, and said: "Wen Rentian is an ancient martial cultivator, and he is a dead brain, so he has not reached the realm of a martial king now, even if we cooperate with him, it will not help us much!"

Gong Lin didn't think that Wen Rentian could give them any help, although the other party's combat power was against the sky, but now it was not the same as before.

"Don't underestimate Wenren Tiandu!"

Sikong Yan disagreed with Gong Lin's point of view, and said in a deep voice: "Even if I have reached the realm of the Martial King now, I am not absolutely sure that I can defeat the other party!"

Sikong Yan knows a lot about Wen Rentian and knows the other party's combat effectiveness.

Among the geniuses he had seen, if Lin Feng's leapfrog combat ability was the first, Wen Rentian was definitely second.

Gong Lin shook his head slightly, but he didn't say anything to refute Sikong Yan.

In the current situation, the two of them are on their own.

After that, neither of them said much, and drank with their heads bored.

Just as the two of them bowed their heads and drank, the earth of the Ancient Peerless City suddenly trembled violently, and the wind and clouds immediately surged above the sky, the entire sky went black, and a loud rumbling sound resounded in the sky.

The sudden change made Degong Lin and Sikong Yan look stunned.

At this moment, the lobby immediately resounded with exclamations.

"The entrance to the wasteland is about to open!"

"It's finally on, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The cries continued, and a large number of drinkers in the inn left the inn in a hurry.

The heavens and the earth were dark, the earthquake trembled, and there were bursts of thunder from the depths of the void.

At this moment, the entire Ancient Peerless City, as well as the countless warriors of the eight Acropolises, were boiling.

In this situation, it is the plane of the wasteland and the plane of the Firmament Continent that are in sync, and the entrance to the wasteland is about to open.

Countless warriors flew out of the city, like locusts, towards the place where the roar came.

The End of the World, in the room, as soon as the world changed, Lin Feng immediately opened his eyes.

"Is the entrance to the wasteland open?" Turning his head to look out the window, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a dazzling essence.

Lin Feng went to the wasteland this time to get through the Xuanshi, he had already taken the time to learn about the Xuanshi in detail, as long as it existed in the wasteland, he would definitely get it.

Sou!

Lin Feng got up, flew out directly from the window, and sent it to the distant roar.

Tens of thousands of miles away from the ancient city, on a flat plain, hundreds of thousands of people have gathered, densely packed and covered with mountains.

These people's cultivation is different, and the most of them are martial artists of the Martial King Realm, followed by Heavenly Martial Master martial artists.

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted loudly into the sky, all of them staring up into the sky.

At this moment, the space above the sky is fluctuating violently, the roaring sound is getting stronger and stronger, the space is constantly distorted, and the huge cracks are constantly appearing and healing, and the cycle repeats.

Everyone was excited, this was indeed the entrance to the wasteland, exactly the same as in previous years.

It's just that the opening of the entrance to the wasteland will take a period of time to brew, and this time is the process of completely integrating the space of the wasteland and the space of the Firmament Continent, and it will last for about a quarter of an hour.

More than a thousand miles away, Lin Feng stood quietly in the void, quietly watching all this.

He didn't care about how the entrance to the wasteland was opened, what he cared about was which masters would enter the wasteland, because these people were likely to become his opponents and compete with him in the wasteland.

His eyes kept looking at the crowd, Lin Feng's brows furrowed tightly, there were too many strong people!

Of these people gathered here, almost more than seventy percent of the martial artists were martial king realm cultivators, and there were even high-level martial kings among them.

This made Lin Feng's heart sink, so many powerhouses entered the wasteland, if any treasures appeared, it would definitely be extremely difficult to fight for them.

If it was other treasures, Lin Feng could not fight for them, but if there was a Tong Xuan Stone, he would have to get his hands no matter what.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly froze, and they fell on the bodies of the two young men.

These two people are none other than Gong Lin and Sikong Yan.

Lin Feng was very surprised, he didn't expect to see these two people here.

At the beginning of the Dongzhou Tianjiao Festival, Lin Feng showed no mercy and almost abused these two people into dead dogs.

And Sikong Yan is also tenacious, under his repeated attacks, even if he is seriously injured, he still shouts and refuses!

In fact, Lin Feng attaches great importance to Sikong Yan, the other party is really very suitable to be the heir of the Fire Burning Palace, but the other party has a grudge against him, so he will not take refuge in him at all.

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and immediately understood that it should be that Taishang Palace had been destroyed by the Huangquan Demon Sect, and these two people couldn't stay in Dongzhou anymore, so they would come to Zhongzhou.

Lin Feng lowered his head and pondered, this was also an opportunity, if there was a chance, he would try to recruit Sikong Yan again.

This is a chance for him, and it is also an opportunity for Sikong Yan.

Lin Feng also knew that his previous method of recruiting Sikong Yan was a little inappropriate, and it was indeed difficult for a strong man to let the other party worship him as a teacher.

No matter what the other party says, he is also the top genius of Dongzhou, and he has the arrogance of a genius, how can he worship him as a teacher!

Therefore, if Lin Feng recruits the other party again, he is ready to change his methods, so that he can have a chance of success.

At this moment, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, it was so difficult for him to give people creation!

Sighing, Lin Feng didn't think about Sikong Yan's matter anymore, and quietly waited for the opening of the wasteland.

At this moment, there are still a large number of warriors coming from all directions, and the warriors are gathering more and more.

What surprised Lin Feng even more was that there were actually a small number of powerful demon beasts that roared from the sky, and immediately turned into human form.

These are all demon beasts in the Martial King Realm, which can be easily transformed, and these demon beasts are also known as demon clans.

Lin Feng didn't expect that the demon clan would be so unscrupulous in the land of Central Continent and dare to appear swaggeringly.

However, Lin Feng knew that there were several powerful demon clan forces on the continent, which could compete with the nine major forces of the human race, and their strength was very terrifying.

For example, the Jiaolong clan of the East China Sea, the mad shark clan of the West Sea, the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains of the Central Continent, the Tianhe Water Mansion, etc., are all demon clan forces comparable to the nine major forces of the human race.

"Look, it's the top 5,000 Sang Tian on the Ten Thousand Venerable List!"

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

When Lin Feng heard this, he turned his head and saw a young man dressed in black in the sky in the distance, stepping into the void.

The young man in black was tall and extremely ugly, and his face was covered with various spots.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, although he couldn't see the specific cultivation of the other party clearly, he could also feel that this person was not simple.

There are 10,000 young supremes on the Ten Thousand Venerable List, and this person can be ranked before 5,000, which must be quite good.

Many people's eyes fell on the black-clothed young man Sang Tian, although there are more than a dozen young supremes on the Ten Thousand Honors List here, they are basically all people ranked after eight thousand on the Ten Thousand Honors List.

Sang Tian is the highest-ranked genius among the young supremes on the list of ten thousand supremes here, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Lin Feng secretly wrote down this person, if he met this person in the wasteland, he was afraid that he would have to avoid his edge.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, this gust of wind was ethereal, indescribably fast, and it swept through the void in an instant.

Then, the wind stopped, and a young man dressed in white appeared.

The young man was dressed in white, with a silver cloak tied on his shoulders, dancing with the wind, and his bearing was extraordinary.

The young man's face was very handsome, with fair skin, angular facial features, and a confident smile on his face.

The arrival of the young man immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, making everyone slightly stunned, and then immediately erupted into a tsunami-like sound.

"It's Jiang Fengran, Jiang Fengran, the son of the wind!"

"Jiang Fengran is actually here, do you want to enter the wasteland?"

"Jiang Fengran is a young supreme in the top five hundred on the Ten Thousand Venerable List, born with a wind attribute spirit body, I don't know what level of cultivation he has reached now?"

“......”

The crowd was a little boiling, and the chatter was endless.

Jiang Fengran, a young man in white, is like the protagonist of the world, attracting everyone's attention.

What geniuses are most afraid of is contrast, and the Sang Tian who came before has attracted the attention of countless people.

But now compared with Jiang Fengran, Sang Tian looks dull!