Chapter 1162

The loud voice sounded, and all the people below looked shocked. Sure enough, they came for the purple wind building.

However, all the people in Zifeng building have left. I'm afraid it's hard to find it again.

At this time, a figure rose in the air, arched his hand towards the lonely smoke in the west gate and said, "master Qin demon, I'd like to lead the way to the purple wind building."

Many people looked at the speaker and looked a little surprised. The speaker was Jin Hong, the younger brother of the Golden Lion Gate.

In the past, the Golden Lion Gate and the purple fairy building were sworn enemies. Now that the purple fairy building is declining, Jin Hong is naturally happy to fall into the well, even if it doesn't have much effect.

Ximen Gu Yan turned his eyes, looked at Jin Hong and said, "lead the way ahead."

"Yes." A smile flashed in Jinhong's eyes, and then he turned and went in a direction.

Ximen Guyan stepped out and followed Jin Hong. Seeing this, the crowd followed him one after another. They wanted to know what Ximen Guyan wanted to do.

Before long, Ximen solitary smoke came to the sky above the purple wind building. The former magnificent and prosperous pavilions are now incomparably quiet, with a dead silence atmosphere.

It's hard to imagine that this was the most prosperous place in Fenglei city not long ago.

"The purple fairy building has a deep background, and there are some figures of the big sun god thunder palace behind it. It's a pity that there are too many forces to offend this time. All forces are besieged together and can't resist at all." Humane.

"Maybe the person who shot that day came from the thunder palace of the great sun god, but it was inconvenient to appear, so he hid his appearance." Another guessed.

"Big sun god thunder palace?" Ximen Guyan heard the discussion of the crowd below, and his eyes narrowed slightly. If it was related to the thunder palace of the great sun god, it would be some trouble.

Of course, he believed that the assassination of Qin Xuan had nothing to do with the great sun god thunder palace, which could not do such a despicable thing.

At this time, Ximen's eyes closed, and then a magnificent soul force spread like a sea, covering the vast area above the Zifeng building like an invisible spiritual storm.

At this moment, everyone present felt that a terrible idea had swept over him. Although it was only for a moment, the feeling was very strong. It seemed that there was an eye peeping at himself in the dark, and all the secrets of his body were seen through.

The space suddenly became very quiet. Everyone held their breath and dared not make a sound. They stared at Ximen's lonely smoke.

After some time, Ximen Gu Yan frowned and murmured, "how could this happen?"

He heard that a saint appeared that day, killed dozens of imperial figures with one palm, and rescued the people in Zifeng building.

Therefore, he wanted to capture the residual breath of this space in order to find the trace of the people in the purple wind building. However, to his surprise, he didn't feel any sage breath.

This seems unreasonable.

The saint's breath is very special. As long as he takes his hand, there will be residual breath left. How long has it been before he can't even notice a trace of breath?

Ximen Gu Yan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his eyes showed a cool look. There were only two possibilities. Either the person who took the shot was not a saint, so the breath soon dissipated.

Another possibility is that the sage knew that someone would come to check the breath, so he deliberately erased the breath before so that others could not find a trace.

Simon Gu Yan's face sank, and he was more inclined to the second possibility.

After all, the death of dozens of imperial figures is a fact. Many people have witnessed it with their own eyes. There can be no mistake. It can only be the sage who can cause such terrible damage.

At the thought of Ximen Guyan, the man was so clever that he could think of such means. It seems that he has been prepared for it.

It seems that this trip is in vain.

Ximen Guyan looked around at the crowd below and said in a loud voice, "if someone finds the person in Zifeng building in the future, you can come to sunset Guyan city and tell me, there will be a reward!"

After leaving this sound, Ximen's solitary smoke body disappeared in place, and the prestige shrouded over the purple wind building disappeared.

The crowd felt light and looked up at the sky. They hadn't come out of the shock just now. After the last figure appeared, another Saint came. If it had been put in the past, who would dare to think?

"Ximen Guyan came in person, which is enough to see his attention to Qin Xuan. If other forces want to move Qin Xuan in the future, I'm afraid they have to think twice!" Someone in the crowd said.

"Qin Xuan's talent is so outstanding. Now he is the 10th in the list of nine regions. In the future, he will enter the realm of emperor and even enter the realm of legend. Ximen Guyan certainly attaches importance to it." The people next to him agreed.

Many people's eyes showed a trace of curiosity. What will be the future of the proud son of heaven who became famous in the imperial realm?

It should be outstanding.

Seal the heavenly palace, seal the top of the holy mountain. There are two figures standing on it. One is a middle-aged man and the other is young. They are very gorgeous and noble.

At the moment, they both looked into the distance, and the atmosphere seemed a little quiet.

"As far as I know, Qin Xuan has arrived at the wasteland city. It must be in the wasteland at this time." The middle-aged man said that he was the leader of the seal heavenly palace and the seal Xinghe.

The young man, of course, is Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was instructed by the famine Lord to practice in Tianhuang city. A month has passed. A few days ago, he returned to the sealed heavenly palace.

"I know." Chu Feng nodded. With Qin Xuan's current fame, a lot of news came to his ears, including what Qin Xuan did in Fenglei city and Riyue mountain.

"In the wasteland, the inheritance left by previous wasteland masters is more precious than that of ordinary saints. This time, they will gain a lot and their strength will be greatly improved." Feng Xinghe continued, his tone calm, as if talking to himself.

Chu Feng stared at Feng Xinghe and asked, "what does Master mean?"

Today, the master specially asked him to come, not just to say this to him.

Feng Xinghe turned his eyes, stared at Chu Feng and said, "you have been instructed by the famine Lord for a month. You should have some feelings in your heart. I'm going to send you to the temple in a while."

"Into the temple?" Chu Feng's heart trembled, and his eyes twinkled with an incredible look.

The temple that seals the heavenly palace has the same status as the wasteland mound in the wasteland, but it is slightly different from the wasteland mound. In the temple, there are not only the inheritance of successive palace masters, but also the inheritance of many saints, which can be said to be the biggest treasure of sealing the heavenly palace.

Those who are qualified to enter the temple must meet a minimum requirement and enter the realm of the great emperor.

If you don't meet this requirement, no matter how talented you are, you can't enter the temple. This is the rule of sealing the heavenly palace since ancient times.

Chu Feng is still only the fourth floor of the Yuan emperor, and is far from qualified to enter the temple.

Because of this, he would look like that when he heard Feng Xinghe's words.

"Is it because of Qin Xuan?" Chu Feng asked tentatively.

"Yes." Feng Xinghe frankly admitted that he didn't expect that one day he would break the rules of the temple because of a young younger generation. It sounds incredible.

"Why?" Chu Feng asked after Qin Xuan. No matter how strong he is, he is just a younger generation. Is it worth caring about?

"As long as I gather all the nine sealed doors successfully, I am confident that I can defeat Qin Xuan." Chu Feng's eyes are firm. He hasn't reached his strongest state in the past.

Feng Xinghe shook his head and said, "gathering the nine seal doors, your strength will certainly increase, but Qin Xuan will not stand still?"

"Master, don't you believe me?" Chu Feng was a little unwilling. The master said so, obviously thinking that he was not as good as Qin Xuan.

"You are a descendant selected by me. You seal the king's body. Your future achievements are destined to be above me. How can I not believe you?"

Feng Xinghe stared at Chu Feng and said, "just for some reason, the old man of heaven, the famine Lord, I and other masters of the divine Palace are waiting for someone to appear."

"Wait for someone." Chu Feng's eyes flashed a strange light and vaguely thought of something. Old man Tianji once mentioned a prophecy.

Now all the palace leaders are choosing candidates. Is it true that the prophecy is true?

It seems that he guessed the idea in Chu Feng's heart, and Feng Xinghe continued: "I can't judge whether the prophecy is true or false, but the famine Lord has sent three people into the wasteland. Those three people are his choice, so I should also have a choice."

"Me?" Chu Feng looked at Feng Xinghe with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

"Of course, only you can be the son of prophecy."

Feng Xinghe spoke proudly. He never doubted the strength of the seal King's body. If the prediction was true, the person who led the change of Tianxuan pattern must be Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's heart could not help trembling. He was ashamed that the master had placed such high expectations on him.

"I had planned to send you into the temple after you arrived at the great emperor's territory, but now it must be ahead of time and must not fall behind others." Seal the star river.

"The disciple must live up to his expectations!" Chu Feng nodded heavily, with a look of confidence in his eyes.

If he can enter the temple to practice, he is confident that he can condense the nine seal doors faster, and then he will not be afraid of anyone.

"Go back and prepare. After seven days, I will send you to the temple for practice." Feng Xinghe waved his hand.

Chu Feng nodded and suddenly thought of something and asked, "where's the elder?"

He knew that his state was low. If he entered the temple now, I'm afraid many elders would oppose it. Maybe not only the elders, but also the disciples of the imperial realm would be dissatisfied.

"So what? In extraordinary times, we should use extraordinary means." Feng Xinghe said faintly, with an indisputable meaning in his tone.

Chu Feng looked at the figure of Wei'an in front of him and couldn't help feeling a trace of gratitude in his heart. Although the master didn't care, he knew very well that the master would also bear great pressure and doubt, and all this was for him.

At this point, a firm and incomparable look flashed in his eyes. This time, he must bloom the most dazzling light, not only for himself, but also for the master!