Gu Feng's heart felt like it was being pinched by hands, causing heart-wrenching pain.
The corners of his eyes became moist unconsciously.
The fleeting ancient battlefield made him feel in awe of a wisp of black hair.
It turns out that the wisp of black hair in front of me also participated in the battle between immortals and demons in ancient times and killed a large number of demons.
In the end, he died tragically at the hand of a huge hand that came from a very far away place. He died very painfully and unwillingly.
"Did the Purple Spirit Palace also be destroyed because of this?"
Gu Feng murmured, remembering a possibility.
While he was in a daze, hundreds of disciples from the Six Holy Lands, as well as Su Liesheng, Zhang Zhengyang, Shengxu, and Qingyu, all stared at him with bated breath, waiting for the next change.
Gu Feng took a deep breath to calm down, and then reached out to grab a strand of black hair.
The mottled green light passed through the gaps between his fingers and reflected on his handsome face.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, his lips pursed slightly, and his expression and behavior all revealed his inner uneasiness.
Just when his finger was about to touch a strand of black hair, it swayed slightly.
He knew that what happened next would determine his fate, as well as the fate of his brothers and fellow sect members.
If there is no good fortune for a wisp of black hair, or if there is good fortune, it cannot help him escape from this place.
That means that he will face a bloody battle, a bloody battle in which he may not be able to leave safely despite all his efforts and methods.
And Su Liesheng and Zhang Zhengyang who came with him have even lower chances of surviving!
After all, the barrier here is in a state of gradual collapse. Even if they do not leave the assessment area, the barrier will slowly collapse, leaving them with nowhere to hide.
"bring it on!"
Gu Feng's five fingers grasping a strand of black hair suddenly closed together and firmly grasped the strand of black hair.
Phew~
His slender fingers accidentally passed through a strand of black hair, as if he had caught a ball of air.
"It doesn't exist?"
He was so shocked that he quickly grabbed a few more, but his expression completely changed.
The wisp of blue hair in front of me is not an entity at all, it is just a ray of blue light penetrating from the earth to the sky.
Just because the aura emanating from a wisp of black hair was too sacred and majestic to be detected by thoughts, everyone felt that it was not an illusory body.
Boom!
There was a loud bang in his head, his lips were pale, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
Behind him, the disciples from the Six Holy Lands also let out sighs.
A strand of black hair is sacred and solemn, and the test leading to it is extremely difficult. All of these are equivalent to explaining to everyone that it has supreme creation, and as long as you touch it, you can get it.
Almost everyone believes that a strand of black hair is a sign of good fortune.
However, Gu Feng proved with his actual actions that a wisp of black hair has no destiny.
"how so?"
Zhang Zhengyang and Su Liesheng looked stunned. Qingyu also grabbed Shengxu's shoulders and lifted him up.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Qingyu angrily said that Shengxu had always said that Gu Feng would gain great fortune and would also wash out the six holy places with blood, but the situation was completely different from what Shengxu said.
"This is unscientific."
Shengxu was also panicked. If something unexpected happened, he and Qingyu would be fine, but Gu Feng and the others would be in danger.
"Hey, that's not right, look!"
When Shengxu was halfway through his struggle, he suddenly pointed in the direction of Gu Feng and shouted excitedly.
"Stop pretending and think of something quickly!"
Qingyu shouted with disgust, feeling that Shengxu was joking at this time, and he was very humbled.
"It's your grandma's, look at it!"
Shengxu was so anxious that he gave Qingyu a jujube on the spot, which made him grinning in pain.
When Qing Yu was preparing to fight back, he subconsciously looked in Gu Feng's direction and was dumbfounded.
I saw that the illusory wisp of blue hair was overflowing with colorful fairy lights. These lights were like liquid surging in the air, spreading slowly.
Gu Feng's whole body was bathed in colorful fairy light, and his body soared, as if he had become a fairy.
A strand of black hair inserted into the top of the sky, shook slightly, then pulled out, slowly bent, and then thrust into Gu Feng amidst everyone's exclamations, and penetrated Gu Feng's head.
Gu Feng did not show a painful expression and allowed the black hair to penetrate his head.
A very vicissitudes of life, sad and helpless broken memories appeared in his mind along the blue hair.
As he refined this memory, his heart throbbed and an uncontrollable rage burned crazily in his chest.
He guessed correctly, a wisp of green silk's true body was killed by a terrifying demon in the battle between immortals and demons.
However, the Purple Spirit Palace was not destroyed by demons, but by cultivators from Qingshan Continent!
Back then, the East was the place with the richest aura of heaven and earth in Qingshan Continent, and it was also the place with the richest cultivation resources.
Numerous superpowers were born, as well as the Immortal King Zixuan who was invincible in ancient and modern times and had the skills to become an emperor.
In the battle between immortals and demons, Dongfang was the strongest, contributed the most, and suffered the most heavy casualties.
Ninety-nine percent of Dongfang's dragon veins were destroyed, and it declined overnight and became the most barren place in Qingshan Continent.
The war between immortals and demons is over. Dongfang paid a huge price to drive away the invaders. He originally planned to rest and recuperate, but as a result, the powerful saints from other places in Qingshan Continent took this opportunity to attack the remaining holy places in Dongfang. Purple Spirit Palace
That's why it was destroyed.
They frantically searched for the cultivation resources in the East, causing countless inheritances in the East to be interrupted. This is the real reason why not even a soul power cultivation method has been preserved in the vast East.
Dongfang sacrificed the most in the war between immortals and demons, but ended up like this in the end.
A wisp of green hair is very unwilling, even after countless years of death, there is still resentment left in the ancient ruins of Ziling Palace.
"Help me take revenge, help me destroy the Soul Split Sect, and I will give you good luck..."
The intermittent sound came from a wisp of green silk, and only Gu Feng heard it.
It was the result of a wisp of resentment.
"Senior, I promise you!"
Gu Feng clenched his fists and agreed without hesitation.
He didn't agree just for the sake of good fortune, he hated these ungrateful people who repaid kindness with hatred.
Even if the seniors don't grant him blessings, when he becomes stronger, this damn Soul Split Sect will still have to pay the price.
Let all the holy places that repay kindness with hatred and inflict atrocities on the East pay the price with blood!
After hearing his affirmative answer, the resentment that was too strong to be resolved exuded a kind atmosphere towards him.
For the sake of Qingshan Continent, a wisp of green silk risked her life and entered the world to fight against the demons. She was originally a person who was dedicated to doing good.
It was only because I was chilled by the villains of Qingshan Continent who repaid kindness with revenge that I became so resentful.
He exuded soft energy to wrap around Gu Feng, and gave all of his powerful soul power to Gu Feng.
During his lifetime, he was a supreme god with boundless magical power.
Even if it falls for countless years.
Even if there is only a trace of resentment left in the world.
The soul power he gave to Gu Feng is still ridiculously strong!