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Yuan Xian grabbed Gu Feng's Mingwang's magic spear and felt no weight. It seemed like a wooden spear. It was hard for him to imagine the power of this spear. He even doubted whether Gu Feng's master could not come up with any good weapons, so he casually fooled Gu Feng with a spear and let him out for training.

What he didn't know was that if it weren't for the ancient style's thoughts that the Divine Spear would recognize his identity, and the moment he caught the Divine Spear of the Ming King, he would be crushed into powder and his body and spirit were destroyed.

"Brother, you really can't get over." Yuan Xian asked again.

Gu Feng shook his head, closed his eyes directly, chanted the Sutra of Light to Fight the Misfortune in his heart, cleansing his mind and strengthening his spirit. This Sutra of Light to Fight the Misfortune can not only transform the world, cleans karma, suppresses darkness, but also cleanses the mind and tempers the spiritual will. As the bronze blood recites this scripture, it will accelerate, allowing the spiritual will of Gu Feng to continue to transform and grow.

"Okay, I will definitely come back and tell you about the result of this battle."

Yuan Xian shook his head and said, he guessed in his heart that Gu Feng knew that he could not climb the Two Realms Mountain, so he used this method to preserve his face. He didn't even point it out, and muttered in his heart that he would bring this black gold ancient spear with him, contaminated with some kingly aura and bring it back.

Finally, Yuanxian and the other two left. After a while, Gu Feng looked at their backs, and a playful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, but immediately, his eyes became cold and stared at the Two Realms Mountain. Now that he knew the plot of Qingpeng and the young leader of the ancient demon clan, how could he get them to what they wish?

Half an hour later, Yuan Xian and the other two came to the foot of the Two Realms Mountain. Here, the aura of the three bronze kings was already very clear. Many monks gathered here, and I am afraid that there were not tens of thousands of people, which could be called a prosperous era.

"Look! That is Qingmu, the second princess of the Qing family, one of the four major families in ancient Thailand! His martial arts are earth-shaking, drunken gods dance unparalleled in the world, and he is known as the most magnificent martial arts in the land of gods and demons!"

"Luojia Luoziyang! Yuejia Yue has no sorrow!"

Many people exclaimed that the younger generation came one by one, and they were all top-notch strong men among the younger generation. They began to climb the mountain, and with the breath of the three bronze kings left, they walked step by step towards the Battle King Platform halfway up the mountain.

"Qingmu, the second princess of the Qing family, has the fastest speed. It's so beautiful. How could he have such a footwork!"

At the foot of the mountain, many young monks looked at the eyes of fanatical admiration. The second princess of the Qing family, the proud daughter of heaven, has reached the peak of cultivation. She is also known as one of the most beautiful women in ancient Thailand. She is still unmarried, which naturally makes many young monks crazy.

However, everyone also knows that the Two Realms Mountain is not something that ordinary people can climb. The breath of the three bronze kings remains. Only the strongest men can resist the breath and climb the Battle King Platform. Other mid-level cultivators cannot climb the mountain at all. I am afraid that if they take the first step, they will be crushed by the king's aura and die.

"Master, Master, you really won't take me there." When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, Yunxian said carefully.

His master, the old man in white robe, glared at him and said, "You can bring your divine spear up the mountain."

On the other hand, the old man in gray robe also nodded and said, "Divine Spear! It can protect you."

After the two old men finished talking, they stepped on the mountain road at the same time, leaving Yuanxian with two Qianjing backs.

"Prince Li Tian, ​​Princess of Sword God!" said the young man in golden robe.

At the same time, at the moment the tower ship appeared, two heavenly boats appeared in another sky. The heavenly boats were in the sky. Each heavenly boat had one person, one was so powerful that it was torn into the sky and split the earth. One person was holy light and the sacred aura was majestic and vast.

The young man in purple robe had purple light and said in a deep voice: "Prince of the Sky, Prince of Holy Light!"

When the four of them were ten miles apart, they stepped in the void at the same time. Within a few steps, they descended on the Battle King Platform and arrived almost at the same time.

At this moment, the auras of the six people were different, and they gathered on the Battle King Platform at the same time, which immediately caused changes in the wind and clouds. The entire mountain of the two realms was suddenly full of atmospheres, the shadows of the Holy God and the Demon were constantly born and destroyed, the sword energy was crisscrossing, the mountains, rivers, the sky, earth, sun and moon were constantly rotating.

"The ancient style has not arrived yet, but the princes and daughters of the royal families have come first."

"Prince Li Tian, ​​Sword God Prince, Prince Rifting Tian, ​​Prince Holy Light are all the top people in the younger generation. Each of them can fight against the peerless, or even beat the peerless!"

Countless monks lamented that the princes and daughters were all born with extraordinary backgrounds, supported by the royal family. They have been practicing for almost smooth sailing, with high vision and strong means far superior to those of the same level.

Battle King's Terrace.

The momentum of the four princes and daughters was in conflict with the momentum of the two orc royal young patriarchs. Above the battle royal platform, the space was twisted, the space crystal wall cracked, and finally broke, becoming a space storm area.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed to the King of War Platform. This was a young man in white robe holding an ordinary black and gold ancient spear in his hand, panting. When he arrived at the King of War Platform, he sat down. The young man was no one else, but the Yuanxian. He ran all the way to the King of War Platform and suddenly felt a little exhausted. When he sat down, he felt like a needle prick. He was shocked. When he looked up, he saw six eyes staring at him. Everyone's aura and will were huge and powerful, far beyond his master and uncle, and he went to a state that he could not imagine.

Looking at the outfits of a few people, sensing the demonic aura of the two orc royal young tribe leaders, Yuan Xian used his toes to know what the origins of these six people were.

There have been many forces gathered under the King of War. The top powers of many forces in the Three Kingdoms have not appeared on the stage. Unexpectedly, Yuan Xian, the rash boy, jumped up all of a sudden. This made many people mihuo. Isn’t this boy oppressed by the aura of the six top powerhouses of the younger generation?

Some people also seemed to have discovered something, their eyes shifted, and fell on the black gold ancient spear in Yuanxian's hand.

"Mingren Divine Spear! The Master's Divine Spear!"

Suddenly, a sound sounded in the crowd, and a holy and bright aura spread. Even the king's remnants on the two realms were rejected. Six Path figures came together, and nearly a hundred intermediate-level strong men were followed behind them. Six Path figures were no one else, but Mu Yi and the six kings of the Ming Cult!

Mu Yi and six people walked over, and their fire-clearing clothes were sacred and crystal clear, and a tall and majestic figure was vaguely visible. This figure was not someone else, but the figure was the figure of ancient style. It was just a little blurry and had a rough outline. However, the breath that exuded made the young man in the golden robe and the young man in the purple robe condense and became solemn.

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Chapter completed!