On the spacious continent, countless dust floated up.

A team of horses galloped straight along this road towards Tianhao City.

This is a huge convoy of hundreds of carriages. There are a large number of people shuttle back and forth between the gaps in the convoy.

They are the escorts of this convoy, faithfully performing their tasks and responsibilities.

However, everyone who sees this scene will have a strange feeling.

Because although the dust in the sky was full of excitement, there was a faint light shield outside the convoy. Once the dust touched the light shield, it immediately turned into nothingness and became without a trace.

Looking from a high place, the horse team was like a huge energy surround and advancing in the wind and sand, giving people an extremely abrupt feeling.

Ying Chengfeng raised his eyebrows lightly and said enviously: "What a powerful force."

The eight major sects have a deep foundation and have such a big deal.

As far as he knows, there are similar means within the wall of the Qidao Sect. However, the protective array of the Qidao Sect can only protect the range within the wall. Moreover, the biggest disadvantage of the large array is that it cannot move.

However, the formation in front of him not only covers the range that is not inferior to the mountain protection formation of the Qidao Sect, but also can move with the advance of the carriage.

Compared with this, the mountain protection formation of the Qidao Sect is not above the same level.

"Hehe, a group of idiots." Old Wu sneered disdainfully and said, "It's really embarrassing to use it as a treasure to sacrifice it."

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "Senior, can you break this formation?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mr. Wu's mouth and said, "If it were the past, it might have taken a lot of effort, but now..."

As long as he looks proud and silent, Ying Chengfeng already knows the answer.

"Eight major sects. Please pay tribute to the real person in the Spirit Tower."

A rumbling sound came from afar, and the sound was loud and intense, resounding throughout the world. It turned out that thousands of people in the horse team shouted loudly in unison.

Tianhao City is one of the few big cities in the spiritual realm, with hundreds of thousands of residents in the city.

Although there are quite a few people in this horse team, a mere thousand people are nothing to the entire city.

However, these more than a thousand people are not ordinary people.

They are all real strong people carefully selected by each sect, although most of them are elite disciples at the samurai level. However, each of these disciples is a person with great potential. When they come together, they are powerful enough to scatter any sect.

For a moment, the whole city suddenly became quiet, and even the child's cry seemed to be frightened by this loud shout.

"boom……"

A red light burst out from the huge spire, and the light rushed straight into the sky. The thick red light was even more dazzling than the sunlight that was sprinkled on the head.

An unrivaled aura fell from the sky, pressing down like omnipresent air.

This aura is extremely strange. People with low cultivation and even without true energy and spiritual power can hardly sense it.

However, the higher my cultivation level, the more I can feel the power and terror of this power.

Ying Chengfeng snorted lightly. His body trembled slightly and he was almost about to collapse on the ground.

But when he bit his teeth, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he stuck hard on the ground like a nail, so that he could barely stand.

This breath had a huge impact on him, and he was almost about to break through the limit of his willpower, making him unable to resist.

He barely turned his head and looked at Xu Hui's face was extremely solemn somewhere on the city wall. He breathed deeply, and even a trace of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

The masked girl Zhang Yingying was dancing with her belt, and a strange force blew around her. This force actually blocked the terrifying aura of the Spirit Tower Real Person.

But her three companions were not so lucky. Under the terrifying pressure, they all sat cross-legged, trying their best to mobilize their breath and support them hard.

However, judging from their appearance, I am afraid they won't last long.

However, what really made Ying Chengfeng feel envious and admired was Mr. Wu.

The old man carried his hands on his back, and even his face did not change at all.

This aura is undoubtedly the greatest pressure on the powerful people in the Purple Gold Realm. However, for the old Wu who has surpassed the Purple Gold Realm, the threat of this aura is better than nothing.

"After the order of the real person, representatives from all sects will come to see you quickly."

The voice of the Great Elder of the Spiritual Hall rumbled, spreading out in the stream of light, instantly suppressing the momentum that more than a thousand people struggled to create.

Not only that, when the Great Elder began to speak, the protective cover that guarded everyone began to deform ruggedly. It was no longer a semicircular cover, but became distorted.

It's like an invisible hand is ravaging it, making it fragile and funny.

Everyone in the shield had a big change in their faces. Obviously, they did not expect that the reaction of the Spirit Tower real person would be so intense.

Ying Chengfeng looked at him coldly, and from the actions of these people, he had already seen something unusual.

Although the eight major sects respect the Spiritual Dao Holy Hall very much, they also have the desire to leave after joining forces.

However, the behavior of the Spiritual Path Hall is even more domineering. The Spiritual Path Real Person showed unparalleled, overwhelming super force, and told everyone with the most direct actions that he is the most powerful.

The horse team outside the city had already stopped. After hearing this sound, dozens of figures suddenly shot out from it.

These people are old and young. If they are separated and placed in the crowd, then each one will be a dragon and phoenix among them. Moreover, there are many people who are tall and superior in their respective sects and are used to giving orders. However, at this time, in front of the Spirit Tower real person, these people have no temper at all and are obedient to enter the city.

The moment these people left the protective cover, they filled the void, and the mysterious power that had a huge suppression on the black iron level and above the powerhouse immediately disappeared without a trace.

And the huge protective cover has returned to its original state, as if all the strange looks were just like everyone's fantasy.

Ying Chengfeng let out a long breath, he lowered his head and moved away gently.

On the ground, there were two more footprints that were looming.

The pressure released by the real person of the Spirit Tower is too great. Even Ying Chengfeng has won so many adventures that his strength is far beyond ordinary people of the same level cannot fully bear it.

Suddenly, Ying Chengfeng's heart moved.

He faintly sensed a gaze staring at him.

Turning his head, he happened to meet a clear eye.

Zhang Yingying, the masked girl looked at him coldly. There seemed to be something strange in her eyes.

Of course, Ying Chengfeng could not think that she would fall in love with him for no reason. He was not so narcissistic yet. However, he saw a faint desire in this gaze.

Countless thoughts in my mind immediately turned around, and what was actually attracting her attention.

Could it be the Black Miasma Flag, or those super spiritual weapons?

"Let's go." Old Wu waved his hand gently and said, "I've finished watching the show, hum, a group of idiots who overestimate their abilities."

This is the second time he has given an idiot to an idiot. Obviously, in his heart, he really never took these people to heart.

Ying Chengfeng responded, accused Xu Hui of guilt, turned around and left with Mr. Wu.

Xu Hui smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "This old guy has been so many years. His stubborn temper has not changed at all. It seems that he can't change it in this life."

Zhang Yingying's eyes flashed and she suddenly said, "Master, you once said that the pressure of the Spirit Tower real person varies from person to person. The more profound the cultivation level is, the greater the impact it will be."

Xu Hui nodded slowly and said, "Yes, the real person of the Spirit Tower is a god-like man with incredible supernatural powers, far from reaching us." He turned his head and looked at the dozens of people heading towards the Spirit Tower, sneered disdainfully, and said, "But every time there are some idiots who don't believe in evil. Hehe, Brother Wu said it right, these people are really idiots."

Zhang Yingying was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Master, have you participated in it?"

Xu Hui was stunned, a hint of embarrassment flush appeared on his face, and he said, "This... people are young and frivolous, so you don't need to ask more."

The four silver-level powerful men all lowered their heads. Although they did not dare to laugh wildly, the muscles on their faces still twitched slightly.

Although Xu Hui is a powerful purple gold realm powerhouse, he is easy-going, and these four people are the closest and most optimistic juniors, so when they gather in private, they don’t have so many concerns or disguises.

"Oh." Xu Hui sighed suddenly, with a little emotion in his tone, and said, "Old Wu's cultivation seems to be getting more and more sophisticated. I really don't know how he practiced."

Zhang Yingying was slightly stunned and said, "Master, how did you see it?"

Xu Hui shook his head and said with emotion: "He has a very strong cultivation level and is subject to greater constraints. However, as soon as the pressure disappeared, he recovered from freedom. I am far inferior to this kind of ability."

Zhang Yingying was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Master, but what I saw just now, Senior Wu seems to have not been affected by that momentum at all."

"What..." Xu Hui's body trembled slightly, and a sharp light suddenly shot out from his eyes, saying, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, disciples dare not lie." Zhang Yingying said solemnly.

She has her own magical powers to protect her, so she is not affected by the pressure of real people and can carefully observe everyone's performance.

Her reactions were naturally seen by her.

"Not affected, no affected! No affected..."

Xu Hui repeated it three times in succession, and each time his tone was a little more solemn than before.
Chapter completed!