Fortunately, there was a melee around, and there were monks fighting everywhere. The winning team could not be as neat as before the showdown. The teams of monks from the five major forces, including Xishanzhou, Dongyang Sect, and Luowang Sect, were all standing together in a mixed manner, one by one.
With a smile of victory on his face, he was waiting to enter Tianfeng Canyon.
Therefore, Gu Qing's victory did not bring any adverse effects to the Zhuo family, but instead made the Zhuo family ancestors who were watching the battle from afar very happy.
In the duel, the winner is the king and the loser! Naturally, some people are happy and some are sad. At this time, the ancestor of the Tang family was livid with anger, and all his anger was directed at the incompetent descendants of the Tang family!
He kicked over the unscrupulous descendants who survived the sword formation and cursed angrily: "You idiots! Why don't you die? I have lost all my face by you!"
"Ancestor, calm down! We brothers saw that their team only has four people, and their cultivation level is very average, so..."
These surviving playboys defended themselves tremblingly, but before they could finish their words, they were angrily interrupted by the ancestor of the Tang family!
"Just then, a swarm of swarms rushed up, and another swarm of swarms were defeated! I am really blind, and I have raised you idiots! There are only four people on the other side, but they dare to break into the formation without permission. They must have amazing methods!
The rest of the team is listening to me, you can’t judge the opponent’s strength based on the strength of the opponent’s cultivation, you must be extremely vigilant at all times, do you understand?”
The descendants of the Tang family in Nanshan, who had not yet decided the winner, all remembered the teachings of their ancestors and responded in unison.
Several captains of the winning teams shouted loudly: "It's all because of that guy in the moon-white satin gown. He unexpectedly killed my clan brother and made our ancestor angry. When we enter Tianfeng Gorge, we will definitely cut him into pieces."
Wan Duan, avenge your clan brothers and vent your anger on our ancestors!"
The ancestor of the Tang family nodded heavily, narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Qing at the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon, and said solemnly: "I'm keeping an eye on you all. Your first task when entering the valley is to kill this person! Take his head.
Bring it back to me, otherwise, you will have to raise your head to see me!"
"yes!"
"As you command!"
The strong team of the Tang family in Nanshan agreed repeatedly and then headed to the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon. They all regarded Gu Qing as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. They even secretly bet on who could take Gu Qing's head first and come back.
Remember a great merit in front of the ancestors!
Gu Qing stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the duel between the monks in front of Tianfeng Canyon. He suddenly noticed the strange eyes of these Nanshan Tang monks. Gu Qing looked at them coldly, and from the fierce or evasive looks of these people,
, and saw some clues.
"It seems that the ancestor of the Tang family will take revenge. I can't follow, so I sent my descendants to seek revenge against me!"
There was a chill in Gu Qing's eyes and a sneer in his heart. As long as he entered Tianfeng Gorge and there was no old monster Ning Dan sitting in charge, Gu Qing was the strongest among the thousands of monks who entered the valley! The Great Five Elements and Small Three Strange Sword Formations were just one of his
Big killer, there are many more powerful than this!
After half an hour, most of the more than 400 teams of cultivators in front of Tianfeng Canyon decided on the winner.
The number of winning teams of the Zhuo family barely reached the requirements of the Zhuo family ancestors. Twelve strong teams made it to the end, and the strong team of the ninth level of Yangxing led by Zhuo Wuhua, the eldest grandson of the Zhuo family, was naturally among them.
Zhuo Wuhai and Zhuo Wuchan's team also defeated the first team, but their eyes looked at Gu Qing's team as if they were about to spit out fire. Their hatred for Gu Qing was even worse than that of Nanshan Tang's strong team!
Even Zhuo Yunxi, a little boy, noticed the rather unkind glances from both sides and murmured in a low voice: "Brother Gu Qing! Big brother and second sister, we have to be careful! So many strong teams are targeting us intentionally or unintentionally, let's enter
You have to run faster when you reach Tianfeng Gorge, don't be chased by them!"
Zhuo Yunhe nodded solemnly: "Well! There is no ancestor to take care of us in Tianfeng Gorge, and it is too common for the weak to eat the strong. Even if Brother Gu has a puppet sword formation, we have to be careful everywhere."
Gu Qing smiled slightly and said: "As long as you listen to me in everything, hide when you should, hide when you should, and don't hold me back, I will try my best to keep you safe!"
Yunxi Wuduiwudui's big eyes shone brightly, and she said with a smile: "With Brother Gu Qing's words, we can rest assured! My second sister and I know that our combat power is low, and we just want to breathe in the Tianfeng Gorge.
The strong aura is enough, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t go exploring for treasures, I promise to listen to you in everything and never run around."
At this time, all the monks in front of Tianfeng Canyon decided the winner. The winner gathered at the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon and waited for the right time.
The Lord of Ningdan City, who was wearing a silver-feathered crane cloak, looked up at the surging winds in Tianfeng Gorge, pointed his fingers and calculated, and murmured: "Like the wind in previous years, the weakest wind this year should be at the end of the second hour! You all
Be prepared, there will be only a dozen breaths of wind-weak time, and everyone will rush in at once! Whoever falls behind when the wind rises again will be torn apart by the strong wind's blades, which not only wastes the quota to enter the canyon, but also wastes one's life.
Burial!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, and each of them, with their swords blazing, rushed to the front.
Now the advantage of the monks from Xishan Prefecture was revealed. They had been blowing in this mountain wind for three days and had already adapted to the wind. They all rushed to the front, while the strong teams of the other four major forces were erratic by the flying swords blown by the wind.
Staggering this way and that.
Gu Qing and the Zhuo brothers and sisters rushed to a relatively forward position with little effort, leaving several powerful teams of the Nanshan Tang Family and Zhuo Wuhai and others far behind.
Standing at the front of all the monk teams is the little witch Su Yingying from Xishan Prefecture and her four maids from the Demon Palace! They are very conspicuous.
They braved the strongest wind and attracted almost everyone's attention, but there was no team of monks who didn't have the strength or the courage to dare to keep pace with them!
Gu Qing thought to himself that if he released the four sixth-level spiritual beasts, he might have this strength. But on his own, whether it was the fifth-level top-notch equipment or his own cultivation, he could not compete with the little witch who had completed the form-raising period.
match.
He thought to himself: "This little witch, despite her young age, is very arrogant! She takes the lead in everything and steals the limelight. I'd better protect my own safety and be inconspicuous in the crowd, the better. If I'm like her,
Being unscrupulous will definitely make me a target of public criticism, which will not be conducive to my cultivation and treasure hunting in Tianfeng Gorge."
Not a moment later, the wind suddenly slowed down at the huge vent of Tianfeng Gorge!
"Enter the valley!"
The Lord of Ningdan City shouted loudly, and the other four old Ningdan monsters in Xishan also shouted, ordering their tribesmen and disciples to rush in quickly.
The team headed by the little witch Su Yingying immediately took out a purple ink folding fan that was tens of feet in size. It unfolded in an instant and exuded an astonishing aura!
Immediately afterwards, Su Yingying and her four maids from the Demon Palace jumped onto the purple ink fan, and with a flash of purple light, they rushed into Tianfeng Gorge at an unparalleled speed.
Gu Qing's pupils shrank sharply, and the flying speed of Su Yingying's purple ink fan was far faster than his sixth-order demon dragon!
Sure enough, the Lord of Ningdan City exclaimed: "Seventh level inherited spirit treasure! Fortunately, with her magic power, she can only activate 30% of the power of this fan, otherwise, it will be torn apart by the mountain wind inside! Hurry up, don't
Squeeze into a ball and rush in within fifteen breaths!"
These thousands of cultivating cultivators, and no less than two hundred cultivator teams, were all selected through family, sect, and final duel. The winning team rushed to enter the huge wind vent of Tianfeng Gorge with sword light.
Zhuo Yunhe dragged Yunfeng, and Gu Qing dragged Yunxi, and rushed in despite the mountain wind!
The four of them followed the monks from Xishan Prefecture and practiced in the wind for two days. They adapted to the strong wind, not to mention the sudden weakening of the mountain wind. They were no slower than the strong teams of Dongyang Sect and Luo Wang Sect in the late stage of training. They only used
In just six breaths, he rushed into Tianfeng Gorge!
In front of us, the wind blows thousands of miles, flying sand and rocks fly. In the distance, we can see the little witches flying against the rock wall on their purple ink fans.
"Quick! Stay away from the wind! Hide under the rocks to avoid being swept away by the strong wind again!"
Among the monks, there were many who had been here several times and were very experienced. They led their teammates quickly away from the wind and hid under the huge rock in the distance.
Brothers and sisters Gu Qing and Zhuo Yunhe naturally followed these people, all flew some distance away and hid behind the rocks.
After waiting for fifteen breaths, a strong wind blew up from the Tianfeng Canyon, surging and rolling at the mouth of the Tianfeng Canyon. The wind surged again, blocking the wind outlet in and out of the canyon!
At the same time, some groups of monks who were lagging behind had no time to rush into the canyon and were immediately swept away by the strong wind. Their screams of misery were drowned by the wind and disappeared.
Zhuo Yunxi looked back in horror with wide eyes, and said with lingering fear: "What a powerful mountain wind! Fortunately we came in early, otherwise we would have been torn apart by this strong mountain wind."
Zhuo Yunhe sighed softly: "This is just the beginning! There are more powerful mountain winds in Tianfeng Canyon than this one. You have to follow closely and don't wander around!"
Yun Xi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. The four of them clung to the cliff that could block the mountain wind, and walked against the wind with the monks in front.
Gu Qing suddenly noticed several domineering and fierce sword lights roaring towards him from the side of the cliff behind him!
This is extremely rare among the many monks flying close to the cliff. No one wants to provoke others and start a fight at this time, because once injured, they are unable to withstand the wind and may be swept away by the mountain wind at any time.
Zhuo Yunfeng looked back and exclaimed: "It's two strong teams from the Nanshan Tang clan, they are coming for us!"
Gu Qing sneered: "It doesn't matter! If we fight here, they will die!"
As he spoke, Gu Qing once again sacrificed the eight sword spirit puppets and threw them behind him to form the Great Five Elements and Small Three Miracle Sword Formation! The sky-high sword intent cut through the mountain wind, making the surrounding monks look at him sideways!
The two powerful teams of the Tang family paused in their sword flashes and hesitated again and again, not daring to approach.
Gu Qing and the others were protected by the sword array, and no monks came to provoke them along the way. They flew along the canyon cliffs against the wind for hundreds of miles, turned around the cliffs, and the wind finally weakened, and they arrived at the misty land.
The spiritual energy gathered here is so rich that it is mind-blowing! Many monks who came to Tianfeng Gorge for the first time wished they could sit cross-legged and meditate here to practice breathing and breathing.