Facing Mo Yun's power, Gu Yan immediately blocked back.
But the two elders behind him turned pale for a while, and a mouthful of blood almost gushed up.
"Mo Yun, Gu Yan, the blessing ceremony is not over yet! Personal grievances, wait until the blessing ceremony is over, it's not too late!"
Gong Ji opened his mouth and said.
Next is Feng Xiong, who represents Zhanmang Palace.
This is also the number one favorite to bet on.
Feng Xiong stepped lightly on the void, like a lotus growing at every step, towards the entrance of the cave.
"Look quickly, the ripples of air under Feng Xiong's feet are clearly filled with sword energy!! Could it be that Feng Xiong has gained a lot from the sword formation in Zhanmang Palace?"
There are warriors who are familiar with Zhanmang Palace, and their faces are full of shock.
Everyone immediately noticed where Feng Xiong's footsteps missed.
Sure enough, every time he took a step, there was a ripple of sword energy!
"This is... too strong! Every step of his is a killer move! Sword Qi killer move!"
An elder who was at the pinnacle of the sixth level of the Holy Venerable could not help but feel his throat dry up.
On top of the eight high platforms.
The place where Mangye, the lord of Zhanmang Palace, is.
Monny's face was full of hope.
In a blink of an eye, Feng Xiong had already entered the entrance of the cave.
Six minutes later.
The Immemorial Prayer Formation shot up into the sky.
At this moment, the prayer tablet seemed to be a giant beast that devoured the sky, and immediately exuded a powerful force of swallowing and sucking.
Boom!
Boom!
This time, the immemorial aura poured down like a torrent. Compared with Qingluan's time, it was even more powerful and shocking!
There is even a feeling of rolling dark clouds and thunderstorms, giving people a strong and dull sense of depression.
Many warriors held their breath, watching what happened in front of them helplessly without daring to blink.
boom!
One hundred ridges!
Three hundred ridges!
Eight hundred ridges!
…
Three thousand five hundred ridges!
At this moment, the torrent of Immemorial Qi slowed down a bit.
"It seems that Feng Xiong's limit is 3,500 ridges! This result is already very good!"
"Yeah! This is already a record that completely surpasses all previous records!"
Many warriors said.
However.
A voice came out suddenly.
"Three thousand five hundred ridges, is it difficult?"
Feng Xiong's voice was mighty and mighty, spreading from the entrance of the cave.
Words fell.
The torrent of Immemorial Qi, which had already slowed down, surged again.
Four thousand ridges!
Four thousand five hundred ridges!
Five thousand ridges!
Five thousand five hundred ridges!
Only then did it stop.
It surpassed Qingluan's 3,500 ridges!
The whole scene was silent.
A figure walked out and looked at it with disdain.
It was Feng Xiong.
"Well, five thousand five hundred ridges, it's not bad!"
Feng Xiong's face was very satisfied.
Mang Nie, the lord of Zhanmang Palace, said with a smile, "Feng Xiong, this is a good result! Sit down and rest!"
"Palace Master Mognie, your total score is 7,100 ridges! Next is my battle against the ancient palace! I think we should easily surpass you! Hahaha!"
Gu Yan from Zhangu Palace said with a smile at this time.
"I didn't expect Feng Xiong's grades to be so high!"
Qing Pojiao said in a low voice.
Qingluan shook his head and said: "Brother, this is actually expected. To be able to fight from the sword light formation of the Zhanmang Palace, his strength must not be imagined by ordinary people's thinking!"
"What's more, he is now at the eighth level of the Holy Venerable, which completely surpasses me. Therefore, it is only natural that he has surpassed me in achievement."
Qingluan is quite open-minded.
Here at the Battle Wind Palace.
The faces of Lu Qingyun and Zu Nan were full of shock.
After all, everyone's results this time are completely beyond any previous session.
The Battle Wind Palace thousands of miles away.
The Supreme Elder and the others did not have any smiles on their faces either.
"The results of Feng Xiong are too strong!"
"Young Master Feng, can you enter the top three..."
Everyone is worried.
In a blink of an eye.
Lu Liancheng entered the prayer monument.
The results are very shocking.
Exactly the same as Feng Xiong!
Five thousand five hundred ridges!
The total score of Zhangu Palace is also 7,100 ridges!
"Gu Yan, it's too early for you to be happy! You and I have the same grades! It seems that when we allocate the geographical range, we can only get 25% each."
Mang Nie, the owner of Zhanmang Palace, said with a cold snort.
"The deity is about to pray, you two old bastards, shouldn't you shut up immediately?"
Jin Gun's voice was full of powerful spiritual coercion, sweeping everything.
"Bold! Dare to be rude to our two palace masters..."
Both Gu Yan and Mangnie scolded.
"Disrespectful to you? Are you worthy?"
Jin Gun finished speaking, and immediately, a hurricane of spirit swept towards Gu Yan and Mangye in an instant.
puff!
The two palace masters, Gu Yan and Mang Nie, as warriors at the peak level of the Holy Venerable Ninth Layer Realm, were unable to resist.
He even vomited blood!
"Jin Gun, your soul power is already infinitely close to the half-step holy king level!"
Both Gu Yan and Mangnie's eyes were full of infinite fear.
Soul power cultivation is extremely rare!
It can be said that reaching the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Holy Venerable Realm with soul power is twice as difficult as reaching the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Holy Venerable Realm in martial arts!
Ordinary warriors who have reached the peak of the Ninth Realm of the Holy Venerable, if they do not have a soul defense that can match, then it will be difficult to defend against the soul power cultivator at the peak of the Ninth Realm of the Holy Venerable!
Although, Jin Gun took the lead in making the move, he was suspected of making a rash move and sneak attack.
However, Gu Yan and Mangnie, who so easily injured the peak of the Holy Venerable Ninth Layer, also shocked everyone present.
"Jin Gun's comprehensive strength is comparable to that of a half-step holy king!"
In the hearts of countless warriors, this idea suddenly popped up.
Even Qing Pojiao's expression was very serious.
As the crown prince of the Dongqing Dynasty, he knew very well that the power of Jin Gun would weaken the majesty of the royal family.
They ignored Mannie and Gu Yan at all.
Jin Gun's eyes turned to Qing Pojiao and Qing Luan.
"Qingluan, I have always liked you very much. When I leave the Torch Dragon Realm this time, I will personally go to your royal family to propose marriage!"
"Hehe, Qing Pojiao, I will also help you ascend the throne! At that time, you and I will be relatives of the emperor, just give me an Eternal King of Equality!"
"Well, Qing Pojiao, of course, you can also choose to refuse!"
Jin Gun's words were actually full of threats.
After finishing speaking, Jin Gun looked at Chu Feng again.
"Chu Feng, it stands to reason that I should be the finale of this blessing ceremony. But since I got twelfth in the lottery, let's go twelfth. In fact, it doesn't matter too much. Because, you, and Qing Pojiao can only look up to me!"
After finishing speaking, he completely ignored the reactions of Chu Feng, Qing Pojiao and Qing Luan, and turned around to enter the entrance of the cave.
(end of this chapter)