In the early morning, an old figure swept from a distance and fell into the Qing River Valley. ""
Feng Hao just went out and saw the three elders pacing back and forth impatiently at the door.
"Follow me quickly!"
Seeing him coming out, the three elders rushed forward, pulled him up, and flew towards the sky in the distance.
Qingwu then walked out and took an unknown look.
"Wu'er woke up? Come on, come on!"
At the side, Qiong Su came out with Xiao Qingmeng, waving to her with a smile on her face.
"Um!"
After hesitating for a while, Qingwu walked forward with a faint blush on her pretty face.
...
In front of you is a magnificent hall, with a halo of light and majestic atmosphere, exuding a breathtaking aura.
Standing in front of this hall, Feng Hao couldn't help but exhale deeply.
So luxurious!
Why?
This hall is built with pieces of Wu Jing!
Wu Jing was actually used as a paving stone, and there were many construction materials that Feng Hao couldn't even name. Only the families in the Imperial City could do such a large-scale construction!
Faintly, Feng Hao felt that this hall was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, because those inexplicable materials seemed to construct a strange and mysterious formation...
Of course, it is not activated now, so Feng Hao cannot tell the specific function of this formation.
However, such a large formation built with such a large amount of effort will definitely not be simple.
There is a plaque at the entrance of the main hall with only one word, wind!
This is the meeting hall of the Feng family and the core of the Feng family. Every major family event is held in the square in front of this hall.
"Come in!"
The three elders stood aside and motioned for Feng Hao to come in.
"Squeak!"
Feng Hao put his hand on the door and exerted a little force. The heavy door slowly opened and he stepped in. Immediately, the door closed automatically.
In the spacious hall, there was a person standing. His back was to Feng Hao. He had a tall figure and a straight waist. Standing there, he looked like a majestic mountain, with an aura that shocked people's hearts.
Feeling the terrifying aura rushing towards his face, Feng Hao couldn't help but stand on his back, his muscles all over his body tightened, and he even became more careful with his breathing.
"Crash!..."
Immediately afterwards, there was another even more majestic pressure, like a tidal wave in the vast sea, with the sound of waves rising and falling, rushing towards Feng Hao one after another.
Feng Hao did not hesitate anymore. With a thought, the blood coagulation meridian began to circulate, the imperial veins surged in his blood, and the power of the stars flowed around him to resist this vast pressure.
He vaguely knew that the tall man in front of him was testing his potential!
What he didn't expect was that after resisting this wave of pressure, another wave of more powerful pressure swept towards him, as if to force him to retreat.
"snort!"
Feng Hao snorted, calmed down, his eyes were cold, and the majestic fighting spirit burst out. He was like a god of war, with a sharp aura, and he dared to fight against the sky!
Back then, the Great Sage Zhan Tian dared to fight against the Great Emperor. He inherited the Great Sage Zhan Tian's Zhan Tian Jue and had a firm mind. He also dared to fight against all strong men!
With his fighting spirit raging, he was like a sharp knife in the tide. Wherever the blade pointed, the rolling tide was cut open. No matter how heavy the waves were around him, he was like a stubborn stone, standing firm and unshakable, not moving even a step!
"Huh?"
As if he felt the strange movement behind him, the tall man let out a sigh, but he still did not turn his head. After a moment, a vast and unparalleled pressure burst out from his body, rippling out streaks visible to the naked eye.
The ripples made a muffled sound of thunder, and the tide rolled towards Feng Hao.
"Oh!"
Feng Hao gave a soft drink and started running the Zhantian Jue crazily. His eyes were clear and his fighting spirit was strong. He did not retreat but moved forward. He took one step forward and one step forward. Endless pressure came down like a mountain, but he stood still.
, landing on the ground was like taking root, and the body did not even sway at all.
Instead, he regarded this as an opportunity to practice Zhan Tian Jue!
The fighting spirit comes from the heart and is endless. The stronger a person's fighting spirit is, the stronger his strength will be!
Feng Hao is only preliminary in controlling the fighting spirit and cannot condense it into an entity. This means that he has not even entered the gate of fighting spirit!
Since he took control of Zhan Tian Jue, he has never fought anyone, so Zhan Tian Jue cannot be practiced at all!
The best way to practice Zhan Tian Jue is to fight with people who are stronger than yourself, thereby stimulating the fighting spirit in your body.
Of course, the gap cannot be too big, the gap in realm cannot be too big, otherwise, it will be pure seeking death. Back then, the Great Sage Zhan Tian survived the Emperor's attack, but was also seriously injured.
He asked the emperor to take action, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was too late when he realized the battle against heaven, and his cultivation level had already reached the level of a saint. After he understood the battle against heaven, there were few people in the world who were his opponents, so,
He couldn't perfect Zhan Tianjue.
Because he can no longer find a suitable opponent...
Finally, he died in frustration.
But Feng Hao is different!
He is just a Martial Master, there are many people in the world who are stronger than him, so he is suitable for practicing Zhan Tian Jue!
And right now, this is a great opportunity!
"Boom!..."
The muffled thunder resounded continuously and came from the main hall, which frightened the three elders standing at the door, with deep surprise in their eyes.
Feng Hao is just a peak martial artist, using such a huge posture?
At this time, the wind was surging in the hall, and waves of pressure swept towards Feng Hao like a tsunami...
At this time, he had stopped running the Ningxue Jing, and the power of the stars was silent. At the same time, he did not run the Evolution Art, and there was no energy fluctuation in his body...
Yes, there is only that endless fighting spirit!
His face is solemn and his fighting spirit is fierce. His whole person is like a peerless sword, with its sharp edge exposed. He is walking in the tsunami-like tide, cutting through thorns and obstacles, moving forward bravely, and daring to fight against the sky!
Feng Hao's performance shocked the tall figure. He had already used a layer of holy power. He didn't understand why this young man could still have the will to fight.
Of course, what he didn't know was that if he used half of his holy power, Feng Hao would definitely be defeated, but he chose coercion.
Coercion, this belongs to human thoughts, and the will to fight is just to restrain the thought. As long as Feng Hao's fighting spirit remains, he will not be overwhelmed by the thought!
"Bang bang bang!..."
Feng Hao's whole body burst with surging fighting spirit. He took one step at a time. Each step was very heavy. The ground trembled slightly under his feet. He stood firm and still. As he moved forward, the pressure became greater, like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down, but he still remained
He has a cold face, an unwavering will in his heart, and an endless fighting spirit coming from his heart, like an endless sharp blade, destroying everything!~.《》
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