Martial Inverse

"It's such a rich heaven and earth aura, more intense than the earth's aura after recovery..."

When everyone entered the world in the land of mist, the first breath of air seemed to have a feeling of being reborn.

To know……

Their own cultivation is already quite strong, and to be able to bring them this feeling, at least the richness of the aura of heaven and earth can only be achieved when it reaches several times that of the earth.

Lin Yu looked at the surrounding environment and found that they were in a deep mountain and old forest, surrounded by mountains and deserted.

But the forest is not considered quiet, there are still insects and beasts roaring, which shows that there are no high-grade monsters here.

"Such a rich aura of heaven and earth, but no powerful monsters occupy the territory..."

Feng Hao felt a little strange.

No matter in the Great Thousand World or anywhere, usually such a place full of spiritual energy will be occupied by powerful monsters, and no creatures will be allowed to approach it.

Even the sound of insects is almost cut off.

But there is no such problem here, so Feng Hao also feels a little weird, Lin Yu's consciousness spread out, and suddenly found an interesting thing.

It turns out that the reason why there are no powerful monsters here is because the place where they appeared happened to be within the range of a sect.

The reason is so sure.

It is because Feng Hao felt the power of the enchantment. From a comprehensive point of view... this sect is very powerful, and there are probably no less than ten Mahayana stage powerhouses at the powerful level...

That is.

Ten quasi-immortals.

It is more than one grade higher than the earth.

Just when everyone got used to the environment here and relieved the state of intoxicated oxygen...ah no, the state of intoxicated aura, several streamers of light suddenly descended from the sky.

boom!

A total of seven strong men descended and smashed seven big holes in the ground. They were wearing long gowns, which were also the costumes of the ancients.

At this moment, he was watching Feng Hao and the group with vigilance.

They seem to be warriors, not practitioners of the earth.

Because the qi and blood in these people's bodies are very strong, they are typical warriors who mainly rely on physical strength. Regarding this, Feng Hao tends to use the realm of the great world to measure their strength.

Martial arts master!

That is, Wu Zong above Wu Ling.

The warriors in the world are divided into warriors, warriors, warriors, great warriors, martial spirits, Wuzong, Wuzun, Wuwang, Wuhuang, Fansheng, Dasheng, half-step emperor...

And the seven people in front of them are obviously strong at the level of Wu Zong, and they can be regarded as powerful.

After all, there are ninety-seven of them plus a dog. Except for him, the strength of these powerful men from various countries is actually equivalent to Wuling.

On the earth, that is, the existence between the stage of transforming the gods and the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

If they succeed in crossing the tribulation, they are quasi-immortals in the Mahayana period, that is, Wuzong strongmen who are similar to these seven people.

"Who are you?"

Among the seven people, a young man who seemed to be a senior brother of all the people stared coldly at Feng Hao and the powerful men from various countries.

to be frank……

Except for Feng Hao's calm surprise in the field, the powerhouses from all over the world were stunned at that time...

Only then did they arrive at the world in the mist, and who knew, there appeared seven existences that absolutely crushed them, and it seemed that these seven people did not seem to be the existence of the pinnacle of the world.

More like a disciple of a dojo?

Oh my god!

What kind of world is this? It's scary, okay?

The essential……

They still can't understand what these people are saying. It seems that the language is somewhat similar to Huaxia.

Feng Hao found out that this sect was just recruiting disciples when he was investigating with his spiritual sense just now, so he faced the young man's questioning...

With the idea of ​​cultivating a group of talents for the earth, Feng Hao said: "Is your sect recruiting disciples?"

The seven disciples looked at each other, and the coldness in their eyes suddenly softened a lot.

They looked everyone up and down and nodded slightly.

Obviously, they are still very satisfied with the talents of Feng Hao and his group, but it is still necessary to interrogate the spies.

So he resolutely reprimanded: "How did you enter the hinterland of the sect? And there are more than ninety people. Judging by your clothes...it's also very weird. To be honest..."

Immediately, the eyes of the powerhouses from all over the world fell on Feng Hao.

Because they can't understand, they can't communicate at all, but Feng Hao can.

Then Feng Hao pointed to the sky.

no more talking...

Rather than making up lies to deceive these seven people, it is better to point to the sky in an ambiguous manner, anyway... They said that they really parachuted from the plane and entered the land of fog.

And the entrance to this world happens to be in that foggy place.

There is nothing wrong with that.

However, Feng Hao's little action made the seven youths turn pale with fright, and he muttered something to a strong man beside him.

Then the strong man went straight to the sky, turning into a streamer and leaving.

The powerhouses from all over the world were stunned when they saw this scene.

Intense curiosity appeared in their eyes, and they wanted to practice this method.

call out!

Soon, the disciple who left returned again, and then a purple rainbow light descended from the sky, and when it landed on the ground, it turned into an old man in a long robe.

King Wu?

Feng Hao raised his brows slightly, and in a blink of an eye, he invited a strong Martial King, who was at the level of a golden immortal on the earth.

"You come from another world?" The old man looked at Feng Hao, Yang Jian and the big black dog.

Others couldn't see anything, but he could see the uniqueness of Feng Hao, Yang Jian and the big black dog, and they were definitely the most profound existences among the ninety people.

When Feng Hao heard the old man's words, he knew that someone had arrived in this world one step earlier than them.

So the matter has come to this point, Feng Hao did not hide it: "That's right..."

"It seems that Xuan Tianji in the sect has some abilities..." the old man murmured in a low voice.

It happened that Feng Hao heard the old man's words clearly.

But Feng Hao was puzzled.

It seems that it is not that someone came before them, but that there is a person with very good deduction skills in this sect of the martial arts world.

It was calculated that they would appear in their sect.

"It's interesting!"

Feng Hao smiled slightly, it seems that this trip may have gained a lot, so he decided to stay for a while.

After pondering for a moment, the old man said: "Our Martial God Sect is recruiting disciples, are you... interested?"

"What do you mean? What is he asking us? Feng Haoran?"

The foreign strong man asked immediately.

Yang Jian didn't want Feng Hao to drop the price, so he said decisively: "He asked if you would like to become disciples of this Martial God Sect."

"**, definitely willing!"

"Master, please accept me as an apprentice..."

They have seen the power of the old man and those young people, and they feel that as long as they succeed in cultivation, they can properly become as famous as Feng Hao, the male god of the earth.

They all saluted.

Only Feng Hao, Yang Jian and the five members of Long Group remained indifferent.

Knowing that they come from other worlds, but still want to recruit disciples, the routine is a bit deep... Waiting and watching is the kingly way.