A gust of cold wind blew, making a rustling sound, with the smell of blood after the war, accompanied by a trace of Taoist scent.
The heart of the ancient city.
The monks sat cross-legged in the void, shrouded in the hazy Buddha's light, mysterious and powerful.
No one spoke, and it was extremely quiet.
However, whether it is the Lord of Duhai City or other immortal masters or the monk Huaxuan.
They quietly looked at Gu Feng's figure, and an invisible terrifying pressure fell on Gu Feng's body.
The atmosphere was very tense and depressing.
It seems that I can't get away.
Gu Feng said indifferently. He had two green vines in his body, but he could not guarantee that the power of the two green vines was enough to destroy every strong man in the ancient city.
Some of the monks were on the city walls in all directions.
Even if he could destroy the monks in front of him, he would never be able to escape from Gu Feng in the end.
"Why?"
Gu Feng whispered, his eyes were slightly cold, and Fairy Yuechan gave an explanation.
"Hmph, you are in Duhai City, and you exchanged a favor for the Zixuan treasure I have worked so hard to get!"
Fairy Yuechan's voice was cold and full of resentment: "You are a cultivator in the early stage of the Hedao Realm. Are human relationships valuable?"
It turns out that it is because of the Zixuan treasure!
Gu Feng understood, and took the Zixuan Ling Sword and destroyed the Zixuan Ling Sword, which aroused the grudge of Fairy Yuechan.
therefore.
Fairy Yuechan stood up at such a critical moment and pushed Gu Feng into the fire.
"It seems that I'm wrong, it's hard to do a good person."
Gu Feng laughed at himself.
He reflected on his own good intentions, and in Duhai City, he fought with the six geniuses of Lantu Temple for Fairy Yuechan, and offended Zen Master Hongwu.
In the end, Fairy Yuechan fell into danger because of him.
This is the biggest crisis that Gu Feng encountered after coming to the Western continent.
"If I don't help you, can your spiritual sword be kept?"
Gu Feng opened his mouth.
Fairy Yuechan was speechless and spoke with her conscience. At that time, she was forced by the six geniuses of Landau Temple and decided to take out the Zixuan Ling Sword.
Even if Gu Feng didn't take action, the Zixuan treasure that gave birth to the spirit of the weapon would never belong to her anymore.
"The six geniuses of Landa Temple not only want your spiritual sword, but also you!"
Gu Feng asked loudly: "I fought with them in a bloody battle and had completely gotten into evil with Zen Master Hongwu, so that you can be safe and sound. Is this your reward?"
His voice was very high and his eyes were clear, and he looked at Fairy Yuechan.
"Human hearts are sinister. Even if you help me once, have you used some means to make the treasure spirit abandon me and recognize your master?"
Fairy Yuechan lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller, like a roar of mosquitoes.
It's so ridiculous!
What a pale and powerless rebuttal and reason.
Gu Feng calmed down, and he didn't want to say another word.
He asked himself that he could not do such a thing. If someone had kindness to him, he would give all his reward to his benefactor.
Instead of just like Fairy Yuechan, she would only throw dirty water and put Gu Feng to death.
Not far away.
One eminent monk after another, their expressions were cold, and the power they released was like a mountain, which made people feel suffocated.
The cultivators around were shrouded in a Buddha's light, with cold eyes and joking.
"Duhai City is about to collapse, and someone must sacrifice."
"This little friend, you are a wise man. There is no need to make things difficult for yourself and leave hope for others. Your story will be passed down in the city of sea in the future."
"Your name will always be remembered by future generations."
The Lord of Duhai spoke.
Zen Master Hongwu and others sneered, and they all said nothing. They watched Gu Feng fall into trouble quietly, with a hint of teasing on the corner of their mouths.
They wish Gu Feng would die quickly.
In this way, they can seize the opportunity and fortune on Gu Feng and get the treasure on Gu Feng!
Whether it is Zen Master Hongwu or the cultivators who were chasing Gu Feng at the beginning.
These people are sure that there is definitely more than one purple-rich treasure on Gu Feng’s body, and there must be some secrets hidden in Gu Feng’s body!
“It sounds nice.”
Gu Feng sneered.
No matter how much the Lord of Duhai said, wouldn’t he just let him die?
"Dear seniors..."
The little novice monk was about to speak when a force fell on him. Many monks at the level of immortals signaled him not to speak with their eyes.
It is obvious that some of the strongest people know the identity of the little novice monk.
However, they don't want the little novice monk to plead.
Among the strongest people, letting a cultivator from the Eastern Continent go to die is the best result.
The little shakimi felt a slight blood in her heart, and he couldn't let it go, because he knew that Gu Feng was kind to Fairy Yuechan, and at least when he was traveling to Haicheng, he caused great trouble for Fairy Yuechan.
now.
The little novice monk really couldn't understand why Fairy Yuechan treated Gu Feng like this.
"It's a pity that the Saint Fighting Buddha was in a coma."
Xiao Shami sighed, full of powerlessness.
When the strange beasts in the realm sea siege the city, he saw Gu Feng save the life of the Saint Fighting Buddha.
If the Saint of Fighting Buddha wakes up, maybe Gu Feng has a glimmer of hope.
"My friend, what's your name?"
The Lord of Duhai asked.
"nameless."
Gu Feng's face was plain and natural, looking at the sky in the distance, thinking about how to break the deadlock.
"Friend Wuming!"
"Let's die together, I believe that future generations will remember our contributions." Lord Duhai sighed.
He was shrouded in the blazing Buddha light, and exuded a breath of the most godly and holy.
Even if he was about to transform, there was an immortal Buddha ring behind his head, which was extremely dazzling.
After a moment.
Under the command of the Lord of Duhai City, one powerful monk after another was located in different directions of Duhai City.
In the center of the city, there is a golden ancient temple.
A monk sat cross-legged on a cushion, chanting scriptures. The sound of the Buddha was magnificent and full of sacred meanings baptizing the world.
Outside an ancient well to the east.
There is also a monk of the Immortal level. He condensed drops of blood and kept dripping into the ancient well.
Boom!
In the ancient well, strands of blazing divine light burst out, and then spread out in the sky, turning into light rain, falling on the entire ancient city.
The west of Duhai City.
A long-lasting Buddha bell stands on a nine-story building.
The third monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddhist scriptures with his mouth. His treasure was solemn, his immortal Vajra body shone with dazzling light, and his skin surface had a golden luster flowing.
I saw him using his body as a pestle, hitting the ancient Buddha bell again and again, just like the bell that had just opened in the universe, ringing in an instant.
The bells sounded like a pointing directly at the origin of the Great Dao, which was extremely breathtaking.
Layers of golden sound waves turned into ripples and spread outward, covering the entire Duhai City.