Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Altar, Fierce Fight!

In the forbidden land behind the Lingwu Academy, three middle-aged men are each sitting on a mysterious huge stone platform, which is full of strange patterns and patterns, suspected to be some kind of altar!

The aura around the three middle-aged men was diffuse, revealing a bit of powerful and abnormal vastness, confronting each other with the faint black light that appeared from time to time on the altar!

Inside the altar, a trace of extremely evil aura leaked out, faintly carrying an extremely faint roar......

Suddenly, the faces of the three middle-aged men changed, and they looked up in a certain direction at the same time, their eyes full of surprise!

"Dean, that breath just now...... It's ......"

A middle-aged man with a white glow on his face hesitated and spoke to a red-robed man on his left. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"I don't know......" The red-robed man had a solemn face, one hand pressed on the altar, and the spiritual power in his body surged and poured into the altar, as if he was repairing something......

"Don't care about that breath for now, and then talk about it when you have a chance, now it's better to repair the Demon Sealing Altar as soon as possible, so as not to be taken advantage of by the thing below!"

Hearing the words of the red-robed man, the other two middle-aged men nodded in unison, pressed the palm on the altar and secretly exerted force, and the spiritual power in his body frantically poured into the altar......

After Zhang Feng closed his palms and stood up, a row of small characters on the black boulder clearly appeared in front of everyone!

"Martial Cultivation Realm Xuanjing Sixth Grade, Cultivation Talent 13, Age 19, Qualified!" After the blonde young man glanced at it, he read out the test results in a rather strange tone.

"I'll rub it, won't I?"

"What's the situation?19-year-old Xuanjing mid-stage martial arts cultivation talent is actually rated so high, this Nima is not scientific?!"

"Yes, yes, I was 17 years old when I was 17 years old, and I was assessed as a 10-level cultivation talent!"

This result naturally puzzled everyone, and they discussed it with different faces, and some even wondered if there was something wrong with the black boulder......

"Shut up!"

Fan Lei suddenly roared, and everyone was startled, and lowered their heads one by one, not daring to speak again......

Looking at Zhang Feng with an indifferent face with cold eyes, Fan Lei sneered: "Boy, let's explain why your evaluation results are so weird, otherwise you don't want to enter the Lingwu Academy!"

"Heh......" Zhang Feng glanced at Fan Lei, sneered, and said indifferently: "Master, I don't need to explain, as for whether you can enter the Lingwu Academy or not, I'm afraid it's not up to you to have the final say!"

"Then labor and management will abolish you today, see how you enter!" Zhang Feng's contemptuous tone obviously angered Fan Lei, who roared angrily and shot instantly!

The fire spiritual power surged wildly, converging in front of Fan Lei, and in just a few breaths, a red fire dragon appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the blazing breath made everyone change color!

"Rank mid-grade spell fire dragon roars !!"

The onlookers obviously also had people who were proficient in fire-based spells, and they recognized this terrifying fire-type spell at a glance and screamed in surprise!

When everyone heard this, their colors changed, and one by one they scattered their spiritual power, and at the same time formed a spiritual power cover around their bodies, so as not to be affected.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath, his right hand opened and turned back, and the Star Source Spirit Bead rotated wildly, driving the spiritual power in his body to surge wildly, and the powerful aura exploded instantly!

The corners of Bai Yuan's mouth hooked up a smile, and the blood knife on his waist instantly came out of its sheath and threw it into Zhang Feng's right hand.

With the blood knife in his hand, Zhang Feng's aura suddenly became extremely powerful, and a strong cold aura flowed along with the blue mang, densely covering the blood knife, and the sound of the waves was endless!

"The dragon roars!"

"A thousand stacks of slashing waves!"

With the low drink of the two, the fire dragon circled and roared, rushing towards Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng's eyes were cold, and the blood knife with a dark blue knife slashed through the space and slashed towards the dragon's head!

The fire dragon roared, the sword flowed, and the two instantly bombarded together with terrifying power, and the earth-shaking sound suddenly broke out, and the sound waves spread and impacted, making the space extremely unstable and turbulent!

The scorching and monstrous aura and the cold and abnormal aura confronted each other, and the continuous cold power continued to erode the explosive and powerful scorching power, and the scorching waves of qi continued to diffuse, making it impossible to see the situation in the field......

"It seems that Fan Lei is going to lose! This Feng Shao is really ...... People don't dare to underestimate it......"

The blonde young man stared at the white mist that was circulating in the air, his eyes flashed strangely, and he seemed to be very clear about the situation in the field, and said to Senior Sister Wu with a chuckle.

"Well, I didn't think he was a big deal before, but now it seems that this is really extraordinary, and I need to pay more attention to it in the future!"

Senior Sister Wu also had a hint of solemnity on her face, and spoke in a cold voice, her heart was already turbulent, and she couldn't calm down!

Most of the onlookers were Xuanjing stage cultivators, so naturally they couldn't see some of the things contained in the sword skills used by Zhang Feng.

But who is Senior Sister Dance, as the Martial Emperor in the late stage of the realm, Senior Sister Dance felt the mysterious artistic conception contained in the terrifying knife skills the moment Zhang Feng made a move!

It seems that there is only one slash, but in fact, at that moment, Zhang Feng has already slashed out thousands of swords, but because the speed is too terrifying, it is superimposed together, making it impossible to easily detect it......

Such a strange and unpredictable knife technique, with her identity and knowledge, was unheard of before, and even in it, she faintly noticed a mysterious artistic conception, which seemed to be ...... The power of the laws of the water system!

Superimposing...... Superimposing...... Superimposing...... Continuous......

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the dance sister, and a trace of surprise and excitement was revealed, as if she had realized something!

The blonde young man on the side naturally noticed the abnormality of Senior Sister Wu, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and asked, "Senior Sister Mai, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Senior Sister Wu nodded, and then the spiritual power around her body worked, turning into a blue light and fleeing towards the academy, leaving only a sentence floating in the air.

"Senior Tian, I have something urgent to deal with, so I will retire first, and I will leave it to you here!"

"And ...... Please keep that young man, I have some questions for him later!"

The blonde young man known as the Heavenly Senior was stunned when he heard this, and the onlookers also looked extremely surprised, and their eyes were full of doubts!

From those words, everyone could perceive the joy contained in them, but they didn't know why......

Turning his head to look at the dense fog that gradually dissipated in the field, the blonde young man's eyes were shining, staring closely at the proud figure, and chuckled: "It seems...... Things are going to get interesting......"

I don't know what he thought, a strange smile appeared on his handsome face, and it seemed to ...... There is some schadenfreude......