Seeing this scene, Fengchen's pupils shrank, and the strength of the water-attribute god general was in no way inferior to the green-faced god general he was facing, but he was beheaded by the opponent with such a clean blow. Doesn't this mean that this person's strength is probably still above himself at this moment.

"How is this possible!" Fengchen was shocked in his heart. Since embarking on the cultivation path, this was the first time he had felt such a heavy pressure on a fellow realm cultivator, except for the primeval arrogant woman on the Heavenly Ladder of Questioning.

did his best, and even added the opponent who defeated him with injuries after breaking through in battle. Looking at the man, except for panting, there were no obvious injuries on his body. I don't know how much better than his miserable appearance.

With a heavy heart, Fengchen found that he had underestimated the heroes of the world after all. There are only twelve high-grade empires that jointly organized the martial arts that can suppress themselves, so what about the nine supreme empires, the major hidden world sects that can compare with the supreme empire, how many of them are still arrogant?

Thinking of this, Fengchen's heart was heavy, and at the same time, he couldn't help but put away his arrogance and contempt. These days, with the improvement of his cultivation, he has repeatedly defeated strong enemies, and he has unconsciously become a little arrogant. Today's events can be regarded as a wake-up call for him.

Thinking about this, Fengchen only felt that his thoughts were clear, and the pressure brought to him by the person opposite was also transformed into infinite motivation at this moment. He was confident that he was not weaker than anyone else, with the top mystical techniques, several powerful earth-level fighting techniques, and magic medicines such as the Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass...... There is no reason for him to be weaker than anyone either. Because even if it is the true inheritance of the Hidden World Sect, the prince of the Supreme Empire may not have as many resources as him. What reason does he have for not being able to compare with them, if he really can't compare, it can only mean one thing, he is incompetent.

The fighting spirit is Zhuozhuo, although I am afraid that he is not the opponent of that person now, but Fengchen firmly believes that as long as he continues to sharpen himself, he will one day be truly invincible in the world.

At this time, Fengchen looked at the man's gaze again, with respect for the strong, but he was not afraid. The true brave dare to admit the strength of the other party, and the real brave never admit defeat.

As if sensing Fengchen's gaze, the blood-robed demonic young man looked back. Seeing the wind and dust, a strange smile appeared on his slightly pale face. Then he got up and walked towards the main hall at the end of the fairy bridge.

And Fengchen was a little puzzled when he saw the gaze of this demonic young man, he only felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember where it was.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fengchen could only put this matter behind him for the time being. In the dark, Fengchen felt that he would have no less opportunities to deal with this person in the future. This feeling came from nowhere, but it was deeply rooted in his mind, which made Fengchen very irritable. Qingming's heart just now was also a little depressed again.

Shaking his head, Fengchen also walked towards the palace at the end of the fairy bridge. No matter what the situation may be, being strong is king. When you can stand in the clouds, let you have a thousand plans, and I will kill you with one sword. The opportunity in this hall is like one of the cornerstones of making you strong.

Thinking like this in his heart, Fengchen couldn't help but speed up his pace a little. Although the gravity ban of this immortal bridge still exists, it is much easier than the battle with the god general. During this period, there were no other changes, and it didn't take much effort to successfully come to the door of the main hall.

Looking at the majestic hall and the tall hall door, Feng Chen took a deep breath and pushed open the temple door, and there was a little expectation in his heart. Anyway, it's also a major event of the Twelve Top-grade Empires, and this opportunity has to be reasonable, right? Not to mention that there are such terrifying gods on the road, if you say too coldly, your face will be dull.

Entering it with apprehensive anticipation, Fengchen saw a small pool of two meters square at a glance. To be able to spot such a small thing at a glance in the huge hall is not how good the gaze of the wind and dust is. However, in addition to the walls, there is only such a small pool in this large space, and its location is right in the center of the main hall, so it is difficult for Feng Chen not to pay attention to it.

Seeing this, Fengchen was speechless, "It's really embarrassing." In such a big place, put such a big thing, I can't complain. Fengchen decided to take a look at the contents of the pool first to make a decision, and only hoped that what was concentrated was the essence This sentence applies here.

Scolding these high-grade empire slamming the door, Fengchen's footsteps were not slow, and he came to the small pool in an instant. When I came here and looked at the things in the clear water pool, the dissatisfaction in Fengchen's heart had already been thrown out of the clouds.

"What a great opportunity. The corners of Fengchen's mouth rose, and he couldn't help laughing.

I saw that the pool contained an inky liquid about half a meter deep. It's also a little uncertain who the liquid is, because the liquid looks a little misty and ethereal, and just looking at it will make you feel a little dizzy. Even if a Mengtong came here, he knew that it was definitely a great treasure.

If it was before, Fengchen would only think that these liquids were strange, but I am afraid that he would not be able to guess what these are. But now, the wind and dust are very clear, and these are the spiritual power that has been condensed into substance.

In the killing in this illusion, in addition to being disqualified and eliminated, death will also have some spiritual power cut off, part deducted, and part returned to the killer. This spiritual power is the reason for the killing of the wind and dust. It is precisely because of this that Feng Chen's feeling of pure spiritual power at this moment is extremely clear. After more than fifty absorptions, how can Fengchen not recognize this familiar feeling.

Most of the pure spiritual condensate of the pool, Feng Chen's eyes were glowing with green light as he looked at the small pool. Fengchen estimated that he had killed so many people before, and the spiritual power he had absorbed was probably not even a tenth of the one in front of him. These should be a collection of the decapitated spiritual power of all those who died in the illusion.

"I don't know what other people's chances are?" Fengchen thought in his heart as he stepped into the small pool and sat in it to absorb the great opportunity of the day.

In the other hall, the blood-robed demon young man stepped into the main hall, and in front of the young man at this moment was a small pool exactly like the wind and dust, and the same spirit was blooming in it*.

Different from the excitement of Fengchen, seeing these spiritual condensations, although this young man could see obvious joy, he was much more indifferent.

I only heard him mutter, "I was too seriously injured before, and I just used someone's spiritual condensation to restore my soul." Prepare for the out-of-body experience that follows. As he spoke, he also stepped into the pool and began to absorb the huge spiritual power in it.

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An hour later, the remaining more than 200 people in Tianyun Mountain Square also woke up. The first time these people woke up, there was a strong sense of surprise in their eyes. Then he asked a friend who was looking for him.

"Haha, I got a middle-grade body method in that palace. That's a lot of money. A tall and thin young man said excitedly.

"Congratulations, congratulations, I also got a Xuan-level mid-grade palm technique, and the harvest is good. His friend replied.

Hearing this, the chief next to him was a little anxious, and a fighting king who looked like a big man said disdainfully: "Hmph, I'm embarrassed to show off my chances of being a middle-grade Xuan-rank, but I got a high-grade sword technique." ”

When the two of them heard this, they suddenly stopped talking, the middle grade of the Xuan Rank, the upper grade of the Xuan Rank, it seems that there is not much difference, but in fact, the value is indeed more than ten times different. Compared to the latter, they are indeed not qualified to show off.

Discussions like this erupted in the square. However, law enforcement officers soon came to evict them and remained silent. Because at this moment, there are still two most important people on the field who have not woken up.

After being warned, instead of being annoyed, these people focused their eyes on the two figures who were still sitting cross-legged, shrouded in blood-colored brilliance and killing light. Blood-robed demon youth, and wind and dust.

At this moment, only these two people were left in the square and had not yet woken up, but none of them showed impatience. The light of killing, this is the glory that belongs to the strong. Although few of them have fought against these two men. Shan Fengchen and the two of them saw the battle with the guards on the fairy bridge, but they all saw it.

"Invincible among his peers!" was the sentiment of all those who saw it. Although the three rounds of Tianyun Huiwu have just finished the first round of preliminary examinations. But at this moment, every contender knows that the leader of the Douwang level should be produced among these two without accident.

Of course, although the eyes of most people are envy, envy is also mixed with countless jealousy. This is especially true of the other three who received the Killing Light.

Although they briefly possessed the light of killing, they also opened the way to a peerless opportunity. However, with the results achieved through opportunistic shortcuts, it is clear that their strength is not enough to pass the test of this level. As a result, stealing chickens and rice was not successful, not only did they not get the big chance, but they also lost the small chance, and even the light of killing abandoned them. It can be said that he is the biggest loser in the audience.

At this moment, looking at the two Fengchen who were still sitting cross-legged, it was obvious that these two people had a great opportunity. Even ordinary small chances are Xuan-level middle-grade or even high-grade fighting skills, so what will this big chance be? Is it an immeasurable value of ground-level fighting skills? People have speculated in their hearts.

"Damn, damn it, these should have been mine. Glory, chance. The man who had lost to the Golden-Faced Divine General roared in his heart. But no one paid much attention to him.

Another half an hour passed, and the wind and dust in the illusion finally opened his eyes. A pair of eagle eyes seem to have invisible arrows in them, which can pierce the green underworld.

But when he looked down at the small pool that had dried up, the vast spiritual power had been absorbed by him. Fengchen frowned, he didn't expect it to be gone so soon. However, after just more than an hour of cultivation, his spiritual power was at least twice as strong. Smash your mouth, and the wind and dust seem to be a little unfinished.

The same scene appeared in another hall, and the red-robed demon young man also sighed: "I didn't expect it to be gone so soon, the soul of the original desire to enter and exit the body first, after all, it was one step behind." However, it has reached the extreme of the Yuan Baby, and the dark injury has also recovered, and this trip has not been in vain. ”