"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so rich, even richer than the spiritual energy of the earth after its resurrection..."

When everyone entered the world in the misty land, the first breath of air seemed to give them a feeling of being reborn. .

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Their own cultivation is already quite strong. To be able to give them this feeling, at least the aura of heaven and earth is as rich as that of the earth. It can be done several times more.

Lin Yu glanced 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 silent, there are still the sounds of insects and beasts roaring, indicating that there are no high-end monsters here.

“With such a strong aura of heaven and earth, there are no powerful monsters occupying the territory...”

Feng Hao felt a little strange.

No matter where you are in the world, places with abundant spiritual energy will be occupied by powerful monsters, and no living beings will be allowed to approach.

Even the sound of insects is almost cut off.

But there is no such problem here at all, so Feng Hao also felt a little weird. Lin Yu's consciousness spread out and he suddenly discovered something interesting.

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

The reason why it is so certain.

It’s because Feng Hao felt the power of the barrier. Taken together... this sect is very powerful, and there are probably no less than ten powerful people in the Mahayana stage at this powerful level...

That is to say.

Ten quasi-immortals.

It is more than one level higher than the earth.

Just when everyone was adapting to the environment here and relieved of the oxygen-drunk... ah no, aura-drunk state, several streams of light suddenly descended from the sky.

Bang!

A total of seven strong men descended and smashed seven large pits into the ground. They were wearing long robes and were also dressed like ancient people.

At this moment, he was watching Feng Hao and the others with caution.

They all seem to be warriors, not cultivators of the earth.

Because the qi and blood in these people's bodies are very powerful, they are typically warriors who focus on physical strength. For this, Feng Hao prefers to use the realm of the world to measure their strength.

Martial arts master!

That is, the Martial Sect above the Martial Spirit.

The warriors in the world are divided into martial disciples, warriors, martial masters, great martial arts masters, martial spirits, martial ancestors, martial masters, martial kings, martial emperors, mortal saints, great saints, half-step emperors...

The seven people in front of them are obviously strong men at the level of Wuzong, and they can be regarded as powerful.

After all, there were ninety-seven of them plus one dog. Apart from him, the strength of these powerful men from various countries was actually equivalent to martial arts.

On earth, it is the existence between the stage of transformation into gods and the stage of transcending tribulation.

After successfully overcoming the tribulation, they are the quasi-immortals of the Mahayana period, that is, strong martial arts masters similar to these seven people.

"Who are you?"

Among the seven, a young man who seemed to be their senior brother stared coldly at Feng Hao and the powerful men from all over the world.

To be honest...

Except for Feng Hao who was calm and surprised, the strong men from all over the world were confused at that time...

Only then did they arrive in the fog. In the world among them, who knows, there will be seven existences whose auras can absolutely crush them, and it doesn't look like these seven people are the kind of beings who are at the top of the world.

More like a disciple of a certain dojo?

Oh my god!

What kind of world is this? It’s scary to death, okay?

The key...

They still don’t understand what these people are saying at all. It seems that the language is somewhat similar to Chinese.

Feng Hao found out that this sect was recruiting disciples just now when he was investigating with his spiritual mind, so he faced the youth’s question...

With the intention of cultivating a group of talents for the earth Feng Hao asked, "Is your sect recruiting disciples?"

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

They looked at everyone up and down and nodded slightly.

Obviously, he is still very satisfied with the talents of Feng Hao and others, but it is still necessary to investigate the spies.

So he scolded decisively: "How did you enter the hinterland of the sect? And there are more than ninety of you. Looking at your clothes... they are also extremely weird. To be honest..."

Suddenly, the eyes of powerful men from all over the world fell on Feng Hao.

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

Then Feng Hao pointed to the sky.

Then he stopped talking...

Instead of making up lies to deceive these seven people, it would be better to just point to the sky in an ambiguous manner. Anyway... they said they really parachuted from the plane and then entered the misty land.

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

There is nothing wrong with this.

However, Feng Hao's little move shocked the seven young men. He muttered something to a strong man next to him.

Then the strong man soared directly into the sky and turned into a stream of light and left.

When seeing this scene, the powerful men from all over the world were immediately stunned.

A strong curiosity emerged in their eyes, wanting to practice this method.

Phew!

Soon, the departed disciple returned again, and then a purple rainbow light fell from the sky, and when it landed on the ground, he turned into an old man wearing a robe.

King Wu?

Feng Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and in the blink of an eye he invited a strong Martial King, who would be said to be at the level of a Golden Immortal on Earth.

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

Others could not see anything, but he could see the uniqueness of Feng Hao, Yang Jian and Big Black Dog. They were definitely the most knowledgeable among the ninety people.

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

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

"It seems that Xuan Tianji in the sect is somewhat capable..." The old man said lowly The voice murmured.

By coincidence, 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 in the sect of this martial arts world who is very good at deduction.

It was estimated that they would appear in their sect.

“It’s a bit interesting!”

Feng Hao smiled slightly. It seemed that he might gain a lot from this trip, so he decided to stay well for now.

The old man pondered for a moment and then said: "Our Wushen Sect is recruiting disciples, are you... interested?"

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

The foreign powerhouse asked immediately.

Yang Jian didn’t want Feng Hao to lose his price, so he said decisively: “He asked you if you would like to become this God of War.A disciple of the sect. ”

“Fuck, I’m definitely willing! "

"Please, Master, accept me as your disciple..."

" They saw the power of the old man and those young people. They felt that as long as they practiced successfully, they would properly become Feng Hao, the male god of the earth, is equally famous.

Everyone bowed to him.

Only Feng Hao, Yang Jian and the five people in the dragon group were indifferent.

Knowing that they come from other worlds, yet they still want to recruit disciples. The trick here is a bit deep... The best way is to wait and see what happens.