The first floor of Izumo.

The name is loud, but it's actually just a five-story stone building. However, with a height of nearly ten zhang, it is indeed one of the tallest buildings in Izumo Castle.

With Qingxuanzong's status in the southeast region of Yunzhou, it was impossible to eat in Izumo City, but because of the identity of the champion of the Reverse Cloud Arena, the people of Qingxuanzong were allowed to stay on the first floor of Izumo, which was originally extremely difficult to book a room. This can be regarded as a preferential treatment for the champion sect of the Cloud Pavilion.

It was night, and Feng Wei, who had left Kitahanso, returned to his room on the first floor of Izumo.

"What the hell is this?" On the bed, Feng Wei took out the rusty bronze mirror from the space ring and looked at it carefully.

This inconspicuous-looking bronze mirror is slightly dull to the touch, and the surface of the copper mirror has some strange patterns and rune-like patterns that I don't know what they represent. In short, judging from its appearance alone, there is nothing special about it. But Feng Yi knew that this was just an appearance, and since this bronze mirror could affect his spiritual fluctuations, there must be something extraordinary hidden in it.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Yi tried to burn it with fire, but found that although the material of this gray copper mirror looked like copper, it was actually not copper, not only was it countless times harder than copper, but it could not be melted at all, and it even completely transferred heat.

Feng Wei tried to soak it in water again, but after half an hour, there was still no change. Entering the true qi, it is also like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no slightest wave.

"There is no reaction when the fire is boiled and the water is immersed in the true qi, it seems that I can only try my spiritual power, if there is still no reaction, then this bronze mirror is probably destined to be destined to miss me......" Thinking in his heart, Feng Wei mobilized his spiritual power and slowly probed into the bronze mirror.

"Boom!"

As soon as the spiritual power of the rebellion entered the bronze mirror, he suddenly felt a shock to his soul, and a void suddenly appeared in front of him.

This void is gray and gray, giving people a feeling of extreme depression. And under this gray and gray void, Feng Wei clearly saw countless mountain ranges collapsing, countless rivers drying up, and even a huge lake with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was rapidly evaporating in front of Feng Wei.

Before Feng Yi could understand what was going on, a fist suddenly appeared in front of Feng Wei and smashed towards Feng Wei head-on!

This fist is obviously only the size of a bowl, but in the eyes of Feng Yi, it is infinitely big, big enough to fill the sky. Wherever the fist passed, the void was punched out of black cracks one after another, and the entire void groaned, as if it could be destroyed at any moment.

As soon as the fist appeared, Feng Rebellion's whole person was enveloped by a feeling of depression and extreme fear. Feng Yi wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream, he wanted to move his body and dodge to the side, but his body couldn't move. I can't even close my eyes if I want to, I can only watch this earth-destroying fist smash over!

The fist is full of heaven and earth, and it is getting closer and closer to the rebellion. Every pore, every hair, every nail, and every joint on the fist carries a kind of killing intent that destroys the world. Feng Wei had no doubt that such a terrifying punch would definitely be able to smash a mountain into powder, and it would definitely be able to tear a vast continent apart, and a single hair on his fist would be enough to kill him thousands of times.

But just when Feng Yi thought that he was going to die, he saw a sword, a brilliant three-foot long sword.

As soon as this sword appeared, it immediately cut through the gray void, and with a mysterious artistic conception, it loomed in the void. When the sword first appeared, it was still thousands of miles away, but in the blink of an eye, it broke through the heavy space, came to the front of him, and went straight towards the fist.

The fist and the sword collided, and the entire void shook suddenly.

The moment they collided, Feng Wei clearly saw that the tip of the sword suddenly broke off, and in an instant, the tip of the sword flew into the depths of the void and disappeared without a trace. And in the void around the fist and sword, huge cracks appeared. The rift grew bigger and bigger, and an indescribable black storm began to fly out of the chasm, devouring the entire void.

"Space Storm, the real Space Storm ......" Feng Yi had just thought in his heart, and the terrifying black storm had swept in, drowning him in an instant......

"Puff~"

In the room, at the moment when the black space storm swallowed Feng Wei's entirety, Feng Wei's body trembled suddenly, and he spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row. Opening his eyes, Feng Yi didn't say a word, and quickly took out a high-grade Divine Cultivation Pill from the space ring and put it in his mouth, and began to quietly warm his injured mind.

After a long time, Feng Yi opened his eyes again. looked at the bronze mirror lying in his hand, his eyes showed a look of horror, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that in this mysterious bronze mirror, an earth-shattering battle was recorded, both sides of the war have incredible strength, and they can break the void with a casual blow, lead to a space storm, and destroy the world. ”

The spiritual power of the rebellion entered the bronze mirror and saw an earth-shattering battle. This earth-shattering battle, although it was only carried out in the spiritual world of Feng Rebellion, but the spirit was connected with the heart, and Feng Rebellion was traumatized a lot. As a result, his body was also injured, and the breath in his body became a mess.

Fortunately, Feng Wei's spiritual power is quite huge, and he just has a lot of Divine Cultivation Pills on his body. With the medicinal power of the top-grade Divine Cultivation Pill, Feng Wei finally made the trauma of the mind improve a lot, and at the same time, it also slowly calmed the true qi in the body, so that the true qi returned to normal. However, although the crisis has passed, I am afraid it will take a long time for Feng Wei to completely heal his injuries. Of course, if he performs the "Returning to Heaven Technique", this time will naturally be infinitely shortened.

Although his mind and body were not lightly injured, Feng Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement. The punch he had just seen in the spiritual world, the punch that filled the heavens and the earth, contained a kind of mystery of the creation of the heavens and the earth, and the infinite void that the fist passed was shattered, and even the terrible sword was broken. Feng Yi only needs to understand a little mystery in this punch, he can greatly improve his fist and fist intent, and even deduce a martial art that is more powerful than "strong kill", and give full play to his strength.

Gently stroking the bronze mirror in his hand, Feng Shun's mind kept recalling the punch that filled the sky, the more he thought about it, the more he felt the infinite mystery in it, and muttered to himself: "I don't know what this bronze mirror is, it actually recorded such an earth-shattering battle, this time the injury is really worth it, next, I need to fully understand the mystery of that punch, and strive to make my own strength to a higher level before the official start of the battle of Izumo!"

Before the rebellion, although in the classics, there are also legends, I know the horror of the ancient warriors. But now that he has seen this earth-shattering battle with his own eyes, he knows that the ancient powerhouse is much more terrifying than he imagined. In addition to opening his eyes, the already firm heart of the strong man has become more and more unbreakable.

Time passed slowly, and the important day was getting closer, and many people could even feel a tense atmosphere permeating Izumo Castle.

"When—"

"When—"

"When—"

In the early morning of this day, the sound of loud bells spread throughout the city, and immediately after, the entire Izumo Castle was boiling!

"It's on!" In the room, the man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

......

Above the top of Izumo, the frost is covered, and the wind is as strong as a knife.

There is a huge gentle slope near the top of the difficult slope, and a flat ground has been cut out by people. This is the tournament of the Battle of Izumo. At this time, the ice and snow on it had already been cleaned up, and the various supporting magic circles had also been put into operation.

Thousands of warriors from all over Yunzhou stood on the periphery of the ring. The worst people who can get here are all masters of the dust realm, everyone is brightly dressed and gorgeous, and they have their own characteristics. The 300 young talents who participated in the competition were divided into three parties and gathered around the ring.

On the side of the Southeast Domain, Feng Yi, who was standing at the head, silently looked at the young masters of the other two domains.

Among the young masters of the two domains, there are only two people who can enter the Eye of the Rebellion, and one of them is the young man who stands in the camp of the Northeast Regions. This person is dressed in gold, as if made of pure gold, with a heavy texture, and extremely close-fitting, wearing on his body, not limited to vulgarity, but his whole person set off the brilliance. If only the appearance is concerned, no one present can compare with this handsome young man. This person is the first master of the young generation in the Northeast Regions, Jin Lei.

Jin Lei is not only handsome, but the confidence flying between his eyebrows is even more impressive. When Feng Wei looked at him, he also noticed Feng Wei's gaze, and his starry eyes glanced at Feng Wei, revealing a vague smile.

And the other thing that could make Feng Yigao take a look was a burly young man in a cyan power suit standing in the front row of the Western Regions. This person has a high forehead, deep eyes, and a high nose bridge that is even more impressive. The bronze muscles are high and swelling, and the strength of the whole body is as strong as if it is about to burst out. He was holding a heavy and bright mountain opening axe in his hand, standing on the edge of Yuanyu Mountain, with the demeanor of a strong man.

Feng Wei knew that this person should be Luo Zhan, the first master of the younger generation in the Western Regions. The Wild Thunder Sect is located in the bitter cold land of the Northwest, and Luo Zhan is the top genius who is twice as young as the Northwest and undefeated, and he is also the most outstanding genius of the Wild Thunder Sect's generation.

Of course, the same as the title of the first young master in the southeast region, the "crowning" of these two first masters is also the disciple of the Fire Refining Sect and the Taihua Sect, and the gold content is not high.