After the news of the ruins spread.

In just five days, the powerhouses of all forces gathered here.

The Xuanyang Sect was silent about this, although they thought that they were the first to discover the entrance to the ruins, but in the face of so many powerful people, if they wanted to get the most benefit from it, they had to rely on their own abilities.

The swamp has been split and fixed, and the spatial vortex slowly rotates, like a desolate beast that chooses people to devour.

All the powerhouses gathered together, thinking that this spatial vortex must be the entrance to the ruins, but the strangulation power in it is amazing, unless there is a special secret method, if you want to forcibly open it, you must join forces.

The twenty gods who had cultivated to the peak of the gods were strong, stepping into the sky and flying, and the aura that permeated their bodies made many of the primordial babies present feel suffocated and oppressed.

Xiao Feng felt a lot of eyes on his body, all with fierce murderous intent. It's just that he doesn't care at all, with Yuan Cheng Wujun here, these people want to move him and weigh his ability.

The head of the Fan family's royal family is the sixth-order alchemy master-level imperial uncle, and he has another level of identity as the president of the headquarters of the Tianwu Kingdom Alchemy Master Guild.

Of course, in addition to the sixth-order alchemy master, this uncle of the Fan family still has the cultivation of the peak realm of the gods.

In addition, the two presidents of the Formation Mage Guild Headquarters and the Foundry Guild Headquarters also came in person, and each of them released the powerful aura of the strong.

Among the twenty powerhouses, Yuan Cheng Wujun's cultivation is the highest, reaching the peak of the god-transforming powerhouse, and he is only one trace away from reaching the realm of out-of-body!

followed by the Xuanyang Sect Master, the Purple Mansion Palace Master, and the Changhe Gate Master, all three of whom are also at the peak of the Transformation of Gods.

The moment he saw the Palace Master of the Purple Mansion, Xiao Feng sensed Yan Yue'er's body, and suddenly an unbearable killing intent rose.

The revenge of killing his father and mother, he does not share the sky.

Xiao Feng knew that this unforgettable hatred began when Yan Yue'er was young, and he had been carrying a sea of blood and hatred for more than three hundred years.

"Don't be impulsive. Xiao Feng grabbed her hand.

Yan Yue'er took a deep breath.

She knew that it was impossible for her to kill this Purple Mansion Palace Lord now, and the warmth from the palm of her hand filled her heart with the killing intent that gradually faded.

Although she had already reined in the killing machine, she was also sensed by the Purple Mansion Palace Master, and a majestic gaze looked coldly here.

This Purple Mansion Palace Master has been cultivating for more than four hundred years, but he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a hint of ruthlessness between his eyebrows, and a kind of heroic temperament that those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die.

His gaze was cold, like a sharp sword, making people dare not look at him.

But Xiao Feng was not afraid, because Yan Yue'er was his woman, and he naturally had to resist this sea of blood and hatred on his shoulders and stand up to face it.

One is Xiao Feng, who is only in his twenties, strong in blood and young and frivolous. One is to cultivate for 400 years and stay in a high position, and cultivate to the peak of profound transformation!

Such a confrontational scene,

It attracted the attention of many people in the neighborhood.

"The little one has guts!" said a plainly dressed hunchbacked old man, looking at him dressed like an ordinary old peasant in the countryside.

He was quite appreciative of Xiao Feng's daring to confront the Purple Mansion Palace Lord, and he didn't care at all whether it would cut the face of the Purple Mansion Palace Lord, and directly praised him.

There are many god-transforming powerhouses who don't know this hunchbacked old man, but the powerhouses at the peak of the god-transforming who are led by the big forces from all sides all have a slight look at them.

Because, such an ordinary and simple-looking old man is a peak-level old monster who is more than a thousand years old, named Qiu Nanshan.

"Old monster Qiu, don't come unharmed. ”

The palace master of the Purple Mansion turned his head to look at the hunchbacked old man, and said with an expressionless face.

This Qiu Nanshan, everyone who knows him calls him Qiu Lao Wei, he is also the peak realm of the gods, although the palace master of the Purple Mansion is jealous, he will not be too jealous.

"Okay, all of you put aside your personal grievances for the time being, this spatial vortex must be forced open by all of us gods, no one wants to continue wasting time here, right?"

Yuan Cheng said at this time.

"What President Yuan Cheng said is right, if it weren't for the fact that this spatial vortex is not easy to open, this sect would not have waited for you to come over and share a piece of the pie. Xuanyang Sect Master said with a smile.

Everyone had no objections, and then these twenty powerhouses at the peak of the Transformation Gods, led by Yuan Cheng Wujun, the Purple Mansion Palace Master, the Xuanyang Sect Master, and the Changhe Gate Master, lowered their bodies together and approached the spatial vortex.

In the vicinity of the space vortex, the space is distorted, and if Yuan Ying walks over, he will be strangled to death by the distorted space and shattered into a blood mist if he is not careful.

But for the peak of the gods, this spatial distortion was not enough to shake their body protection true element.

"Guys, let's get started. ”

Yuan Cheng Wujun slowly spoke, and with a grasp of his hand, the brilliance in his palm flashed, and a huge axe appeared.

Yuan Cheng Wujun is the head of the headquarters of the Hunter Guild in a region, and he is not only a cultivator who has reached the peak of God Transformation, but also a body refining martial cultivator.

With so many Avatar Peak powerhouses, it can be said that it is the sum of all the Avatar Peak powerhouses in this region centered on the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, twenty seems like a lot, but in fact, compared to this vast region, there are only one or two in each of the big forces.

The Purple Mansion Palace Master stretched out his hands and took out a purple-gold war spear, and the Xuanyang Sect Master took out a long sword.

The soldiers taken out of these gods at the peak are very unusual, and most of them are mid-level grades.

"Shoot!"

As all the gods shouted in unison, one after another True Yuan light bloomed, turning into beams of light and blasting towards the center of the black space vortex below.

Thundered......

The loud sound of thunder exploding echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the violent True Yuan fluctuations swept in all directions, evaporating and drying up the nearby swamps, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

After all, this is a joint attack of twenty peak cultivators who have become powerhouses, even if they are old monsters who have stepped into the out-of-body level, they dare not easily resist it.

However, such a powerful attack force blasted into the center of the spatial vortex, but only opened an inconspicuous rift, and if you want to forcibly open up the entrance to pass, you need more powerful force.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't hide it, if we can't open up a stable passage, none of us will want to go in. Yuan Cheng Wujun shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the True Yuan fluctuations on the bodies of many Avatar Peak powerhouses suddenly became stronger, and a round of attacks that were more powerful than just now exploded.

And so it goes on and on.

The spatial vortex seemed to have finally reached a certain critical point, and the crack in the middle gradually expanded, and finally formed a gray channel more than one person high.

All the powerhouses withdrew their true elements one after another, waited for a while, and saw that the gray space passage had no tendency to heal, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll see if this passage is safe!"

Master Wei Haoran, the leader of the Formation Guild Headquarters, raised his hand and waved, and the brilliance flashed and appeared beside him.

This is a humanoid puppet with countless complex formation pattern runes carved all over its body.

Puppets are not very common in low-level martial arts cultivation, because only even if they are formation masters who have reached the fifth order or above, if they want to refine a puppet, they will consume a lot of time, energy, and materials.

(End of chapter)