"Warning, warning! The host has arrived on the second level of the public battlefield!"

Unable to find his way out of the dragon's tomb, Gu Feng stepped through the light gate, and just as he stood still, he heard a warning sound from his watch.

"Second layer?" Gu Feng was startled, and he felt a powerful fluctuation coming from front of him.

As soon as you look at it, you can see everything around you.

The mountains are like a giant dragon rolling up, the mountains are towering into the sky, and the nearby is a mess of rocks piercing the air, broken bones are everywhere, and a faint dragon power fills the sky. In some places where the broken bones are dense, there are all kinds of spirit grasses growing, and they all have a characteristic, exuding a faint spiritual light, which is obviously an elixir.

Not far away, there is a river, flowing like a dragon, shrouded in a misty mist transformed by spiritual energy, with aquatic plants swaying and elixir swaggering.

It's like a shabby and dilapidated cave.

Between heaven and earth, there is also a huge pressure, and Gu Feng feels that the pressure here is even greater than the original Dragon Tomb.

A few hundred meters away, there is a battle between the two powers.

"It's them!" Gu Feng was a little surprised, these two were acquaintances, one of them was Long Mu, and the other was a barbarian powerhouse Zhan Tian who had a relationship in the battle realm of the former Fallen God Island, and he didn't die.

"Interesting, both of them have reached the realm of mortal transformation, and their strength has undergone earth-shaking changes! Long Mu didn't know what opportunity he got, and there was a faint trend of half-step heavenly people, and Zhan Tian, just like at the beginning, he was a tough mess, and he actually suppressed Long Mu. As soon as his eyes were fixed, he understood the situation of the two of them thoroughly, and Gu Feng also noticed that under a low mountain not far away, there was a blood-colored grass, shining with dazzling brilliance.

The two deliberately avoided there, apparently also to fight.

Zhan Tian slashed Long Mu with a knife, and blood spilled in the sky, he turned his head to look at Gu Feng, was stunned for a moment, nodded and stopped paying attention, after all, Gu Feng had not yet entered the mortal, and it was no longer in his eyes.

Stepping towards Long Mu, he raised his sword, and the power that tore through the wind and clouds converged, dominating the ten directions.

"Zhan Tian, you really don't miss the old love, you want to kill them all?" Long Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with an ugly face.

"Old love?" Zhan Tian smiled disdainfully, "Between us, there is only racial hatred, how can we talk about old love!"

"Good, good, good!" Long Mu was cold, and suddenly pointed to Gu Feng, "You should know him, right?" I'm afraid you don't know yet, he has won two hundred consecutive battles in the infinite battle on the first layer of the battle tower, and he has at least tens of thousands of points in his hand, and he will get more benefits than me by killing him. ”

"Two hundred wins in a row?" Zhan Tian paused, gasped, his eyes flashed, he suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and said sonorously, "You are my great enemy!"

Sonorous......!

Another knife fell, crisply and neatly, splitting the vastness, and blasting Long Mu away again with a domineering and unparalleled attitude.

"Die!"

Zhan Tian followed one step at a time, the sword light condensed, the wind and clouds changed, and an arc of light slashed, splitting Long Mu's defense, breaking the powerful battle body, cracking a long hole in his chest, spitting blood in the air and falling into the distance.

"Damn it!" Long Mu roared with grief and indignation, like a wolf howling before death.

"Rubbish!"

But at this moment, a cold, high-minded, contemptuous tone came. At the same time, an overwhelming momentum of suppressing nine heavens and ten earths and deterring the four extremes of the eight directions swept in.

The wind is blowing, the wind is in turmoil.

Four dragons stepped on the clouds and mist, pulling a bronze chariot rolling across the sky, the chariot was ancient, containing iron-blooded domineering, and there was an immortal will to hide. On either side of the chariot, there stood a twenty-eight girl, one gentle as water, the other as cold as frost.

On the chariot, a boy in his teens sat with a haughty expression and nothing in his eyes.

Seeing the chariot, Long Mu's pupils shrank, his body trembled, revealing a look of fear, and he unconsciously bent down.

The chariot stopped above Long Mu's oblique, and the boy looked down at Long Mu with his cheeks, and said indifferently: "A mongrel is a mongrel, it will only be embarrassing!"

"What did you say?" Long Mu was furious, stood up, and looked at the boy in the chariot, his eyes spitting fire.

"Presumptuous!" the cold woman scolded, and her power exploded, almost suppressing Long Mu to his stomach, but it also made him bend down again, "You are a little dragon man, you dare to be presumptuous in front of Lord Longzi, and you don't kneel down to ask for guilt!"

Long Mu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Look for death!" The woman was furious when she saw the change in Long Mu's expression, and raised her palm to bombard him, but was stopped by the little boy.

"Are you not convinced?" the little boy's voice was immature, but old-fashioned, "You are a dragon man, you have the blood of a dragon, but you are not even a little barbarian opponent, do you say you are ashamed to show up?

Long Mu didn't say a word, but he trembled terribly.

"Hmph, kneel, be my slave, I will give you great strength!" said the little boy without questioning.

"Slave?" Long Mu forcibly raised his head under the natural coercion, his expression distorted, and his eyes were red.

"It is the glory that makes you a slave!" The little boy's eyes widened, and the powerful dragon power, boundless might, forcibly suppressed the dragon herd and lay down.

Long Mu gritted his teeth, his expression distorted to the extreme, but finally lowered his head, and his face returned to calm, "Meet the master!"

"Remember, you can bend and stretch out Fang as a big husband!" The little boy's voice was deep, his eyes raised, he looked at Zhan Tian on the opposite side, and hummed, "Foreigner, enter my dragon clan cemetery, are you ready to die?

The last sentence is obviously said to the ancient style.

"In the public battlefield, all races can come. "Zhan Tian is not afraid at all, and his courage is amazing.

"What a guts!" the little boy smiled coldly and ordered, "Xiaoxue, kill them!"

The woman in white who was as cold as ice had just responded, but Long Mu bowed down and said, "Master, that human being's name is Gu Feng, and in the infinite battle on the first layer of the Desolate Ancient Battle Tower, he is the first powerhouse to win two hundred games in a row!"

He glanced at Gu Feng with a vicious look.

"What? 200 wins in a row?" the little man exclaimed, stood up, looked at Gu Feng with bright eyes, and couldn't help rubbing his hands, "Win 200 games in a row, and the extra reward will be 20,000 points! God help me, with this point, I can use the power of the battle tower to further accumulate, and then break the barrier and break into the realm of the Cave Heaven!"

"He, I'll bomb him!"

The little boy said, and without making any movements, he had already come to the opposite side of Gu Feng, raised his palm, and slapped Gu Feng's head.

"What a speed, what a terrifying might!" In an instant, Gu Feng's pupils shrank to the size of a pintip, and this little boy actually gave him the feeling of facing a bone dragon.

A punch burst open, knocking the little boy flying.

"If you don't enter the mortal, you have such power?" the little boy stood still in the air, gasping for air, and his gaze at Gu Feng became hot, "O human race, I have heard countless legends: you are fast to reproduce, predatory, greedy and cruel, and selfish, but most of them admit that your small body contains the miracle of creation, and you are good at creating miracles. ”

"And you have no less power than me!" the little boy was amazed, "I have decided to have a good time with you, and then I will play you badly!"

Gu Feng's face was calm, but in his eyes, there was an unprecedented solemnity, "I feel the breath of a true dragon from you, are you a dragon?"

"Of course it's the great dragons!" the little boy tilted his head, proud, "I am a true dragon, and I have pure dragon blood. But I also felt a faint dragon breath from you, you should have slaughtered the powerhouses of the Yalong clan, right?"

Gu Feng's pupils shrank, and he nodded, "I've killed a lot, I've eaten more, as for the True Dragon Clan, I haven't eaten it yet, I don't know how you taste?"

"Eh?" the little boy was stunned, scratched his head, and sneered, "In front of me, you dare to want to eat a real dragon?"

"Die!"

Long Shaogong's figure flashed, his figure was eight points, surrounded the ancient wind, and the palm he raised turned into the claw of the real dragon, tearing the air and tearing the ancient wind apart.

"This is the real step against the sky, one step against the sky!"

While the ancient style is cautious, it is also full of fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

"One step at a time!"

Gu Feng performed the same technique, his figure was eight points, and he each faced an opponent, and his left arm also turned into a dragon claw, which was the sixth step of the Heavenly Dragon's eight steps, the Heaven Splitting Claw.

However, compared to the other party, it can't achieve a certain charm.

Bang bang bang ......!

The air exploded, and both of them retreated at the same time.

"You actually stole this kind of exercise of the dragon human race, and you can understand it to such a point, Gu Feng, you are amazing!" Long Shaogong raised his thumb and pounced again.

Both arms and legs turned into dragon claws, attacking wildly.

This is the real dragon claw skill, the purest and most powerful claw technique.

Gu Feng was not afraid, but he changed to King Kong Fist, after all, it is really not suitable to use the eight steps of the Heavenly Dragon to deal with the Dragon Clan.

The two fought and were evenly matched.

The gravel is shattered, and the dust and fog cover the sky.

Smoke billowed and the earth shook.

The riot sounded like thunder.

The wind is blowing, and the dragon is roaring.

Poof......!

Gu Feng left a blood mark on his body, and he also punched his backhand, shaking Long Shaogong's arm.

"I didn't even break your body, Gu Feng, you are so strong!" Long Shaogong was shocked.

"You're not bad, I didn't even blast your arm with a punch!" Gu Feng replied.

"Whirling Sky Splitting Claw!"

"Yin and Yang claws change!"

"Three-clawed shattering!"

"Four-clawed Breaking Stars!"

Long Shaogong looked like a teenage boy, but when he attacked, he was very violent, his claws and claws were fierce, leaving no room for anything, his figure flickered, and he frantically strangled Gu Feng in the middle of the siege.

The ancient style responded to all changes with the same change, propped up the golden bell jar, and evolved the famous Vajra Fist into a masculine to the point of turning yin into yin, yin and yang flowed, rigidity and softness, and resisted Long Shaogong's attacks.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for three hundred rounds, and Long Mu and Zhan Tian, who watched it, had their eyelids jumping, and their lips trembled. Especially Zhan Tian, he never imagined that Gu Feng would be so powerful, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I thought that entering the mortal could suppress him and repay his hatred at the beginning, but now it seems that it is too early, and now the plan is ...... Let's think about how to leave first!"

"Hahaha, happy!" Long Shaogong suddenly retreated and let out a long roar, "Gu Feng, I'm going to be serious!"