At ordinary times, Xiao's descendants should not enter the battle soul peak in vain!

Even if such a grand event, only a few departments of talented young people can come here to watch.

Rao is so, in this school field also gathered thousands of people.

Among them, there are youth in Yuandan realm, genius in yuanyingjing, youths in Gongfu realm and strong ones in infant market.

Xiao Feng and others came here and slowed down the speed from afar.

"Twenty eight kings!" Xiao Yun eyes light move, just glance at that high platform, that heart is suddenly a jump.

Just on this high platform, there are 28 kings standing.

It is not difficult to imagine how many kings there should be in the Xiao clan?

"Here you are Xiao Yuanqing looks at Xiao Yun.

Nearby, that Xiao Zuo yuan also nods a sign.

But Xiao Chenglong and other kings cast a different light.

"Is this Xiao Yun?"

"It looks like a naive image of Xiao Zhan!" The eyes of many kings twinkled, and when they looked at Xiao Yun, they were surprised.

These people have heard about Xiao Yun's affairs. Now, after seeing Xiao Yun himself, they are also very surprised.

"It seems that he is really the son of the king of war!" Many kings thought.

But they didn't say it.

King of war is a taboo topic. Many people don't want to mention it.

Xiao Yun bowed to all the kings, even in the area where the young people were standing in front.

When Xiao Yun appeared, many young people couldn't help looking at him.

"Xiao Yun?" Many people look at Xiao Yun with some provocative eyes flashing.

Most of these people have heard of Xiao Yun's name.

Even, many people in the family have compared Xiao Yun with the king of war at that time, believing that he will become the next legend of the Xiao family. This makes many talented people dissatisfied and have a desire to compare Xiao Yun with him.

"Is this the genius of purple gold dragon pattern?"

"It doesn't seem to have reached the palace palace yet." Not only are these geniuses showing provocative light to Xiao yunmou, but also some people in the crowd around him show some disdain, "can he also become a legend of Xiao?"

"Don't look down upon him. Xiao Yun's talent is very strong, and he has defeated the palace government's genius!" Others said.

For Xiao Yun, these people are full of awe.

Because they have seen the pictures of the struggle for hegemony among the ten thousand nationalities through those crystal stones.

"But I don't know if Xiao Yun can go further in the war spirit hall?"

The discussion rang out in the field.

Most of the Xiao people still have expectations for Xiao Yun.

"The time has come, the hall of war spirit will open!" On the platform, the elder's eyes flashed and his deep voice resounded from all directions. His big hands moved, and the light lines on the mountain wall in front of the school yard flickered. An ancient gate appeared in the sight of the public.

The gate is inlaid on the stone wall.

Inside is a hall.

With the appearance of the temple gate, the vast war spirit swept out.

That kind of war is as vast as the sea, covering everyone in an instant.

When the war was overturned, almost all the people in the audience felt their pores relaxing, and the soul of martial arts in the sea was throbbing.

"War spirit!" When feeling this sense of war, Xiao Yun's eyes shine, but also can't help but look at the front of the war hall.

The war spirit is extremely pure, but it is so vast that people can't see through it.

Just a little induction makes people can't help being immersed in it.

"Indeed, it is worthy of being called the war spirit hall!" The eyes of many young people are burning.

That Xiao Tian, Xiao light and others clenched their fists, and they were eager to enter it immediately.

"When you enter the hall of war spirit, you will be teleported to different places of inheritance."

When the door of the temple appeared behind, the voice of the great elder sounded like a bell from all directions.

Then a token appeared in his palm.

"Open the hall!" The big elder's eyes light a congealing, toward the five elders around him.

These five people nodded and rotated, even though they pinched each other.

When the Dharma formula is printed, it is injected into the token in front of the elder.

Hum!

The token glittered and soared into the sky, with a vast sense of war bursting out.

The war spirit was so exciting that it was inspired.

Even the king was moved by the momentum.

"Open up!" A word "Qi" came out of the elder's mouth.

I could see that the token in front of him flickered, and a battle word floated out of it.

Then the fighting spirit poured into the front door.

Hum!

I saw the mountain in front of me trembled, and the light of the temple door flickered, absorbing the word of war.

Then the ancient temple door slowly opened.Creak!

The hall door opens, the sound is clear and crisp, resounding through the sky.

Then, a dazzling light burst out of it.

There is also a vast sense of war.

People stare at it, but they can see that the front is like an abyss, unable to see the appearance of the hall clearly.

Only the vast will of war drew the minds of the people.

"In!" When the door opened, a word came out of the elder's mouth.

"Yes After that, those who got the quota all flashed their eyes towards the front.

"Go Xiao Tian Mou Lu fiery, the pace moves, then toward that hall plunder.

Next to him, Xiao Qing followed him.

These people could not wait to enter the hall immediately.

"War spirit hall!" On the high platform, Xiao Yun's eyes light a congealed, the next step move, then toward the front of the hall door.

Whew!

See Xiao cloud into a rainbow, did not enter the war soul hall.

At this time, nearly 60 young people were involved.

The hall was closed with a flash of light.

The vastness of the war is not raging towards the outside.

"This time, I don't know how many people can jump into Jackie Chan with the inheritance left by their ancestors!" On the high platform, those King's eyes are slightly narrowed, and they are all looking forward to the war hall in front of them. The people who enter the hall are all talents, and some of them will understand.

The difference is who can jump to Jackie Chan.

"I think Xiao Tian has a chance to understand it!" There is an elder eye light a congealing, say.

"Well." Next to the king nodded, "this son has 98% inheritance value, which is a good genius."

Among these people, only Xiao Tian and Xiao Yun reached 98% inheritance value.

The rest were around 97, 96.

Of course, it is not certain that the inheritance value is high that can be inherited.

Some people whose inheritance is not too high can be inherited by their ancestors.

Those people are all born against heaven.

"That Xiao Yun has high attainments in martial arts. He should have a chance!" Some people smile.

Hearing the speech, many people have some expectations.

"But I don't know what Xiao Yunbi is the king of war?" Many kings think so in their hearts.

They have confirmed that Xiao Yun is the son of the king of war, and all of them have a comparison in mind.

"King of war?" At this time, almost all the kings thought about it.

Even the elder was frowning.

The king of war was amazing.

But Xiao Yun's appearance, he is not happy, on the contrary, his mood is somewhat dignified.

"If Xiao Yun is as brilliant as the king of war, it will be troublesome."

The elder frowned.

Xiao Chenglong and others are gloomy.

War soul hall!

No one knows what the whole picture is.

Because everyone will go to different places.

Xiao Yun in the moment of entering the temple, he will release the breath of martial arts.

He began to feel the sense of war inside.

Then a flash of light and shadow, he was transported to a vast space.

It's gray here. You can't see the sky or the ground.

Only a vast sense of war is raging.

From time to time, there was a sense of war, like a hurricane, sweeping toward Xiao Yun.

From time to time, with the intention of fighting, they cut at Xiao Yun.

……

In this, the intention of war can be transformed into anything.

In this space of war, Xiao Yun is so ravaged by these wars.

"Can the spirit of war be omnipotent?" Xiao Yun let the vast war spirit rage, even if it was cut off, his eyes would not blink. His mind was completely immersed in the vast war spirit, and he wanted to understand the profound meaning.

The fighting spirit fell on him like a knife and cut off Xiao Yun's clothes and robes.

He even showed his armor.

The golden light blooms and resists the war spirit independently.

However, the war spirit is becoming stronger and stronger, and thousands of fighting intentions turn into endless sharp edges.

Ding, Ding!

The sharp blade was cut on Xiao Yun. Even though he was protected by the king's armor, he was still shocked to fly backward,

there was blood spitting out in his mouth.

There was even a sense of war invading his body.

"What a strong fighting spirit!" Xiao Yun vomited a mouthful of blood and stood up slightly embarrassed.

"The hall of war spirit is so strange!" He sighed slightly.

This is the war soul hall, which is the important place of Xiao clan.

If you can enter it, you will be attacked by a strong sense of war. How can you inherit it?

"Since it was left by our ancestors, it must have profound meaning." Xiao Yun Mou Guang a congealing, was not awed by this terrible intention of war.Let the war spirit continue to strengthen, Xiao Yun is still carefully sensing.

Whoosh!

The war spirit is astonishing. It is irresistible to attack Xiao Yun again and again.

Even with the support of Wang soldiers, Xiao Yun was still injured internally.

Even the king's armor is about to break.

It's also that he is strong and has life and soul to repair the injury, otherwise he would have died here.

"War spirit, this is the purest intention of war!" In the hazy space, Xiao Yun is meditating.

He knew it was the purest intention of war.

But he didn't understand the meaning of existence here.

Xiao Yun is persisting and constantly realizing.

Time goes by.

His whole body is dying.

But still insist.

"There must be a reason for the moment, I can't give up!" Xiao Yun was once again hit fly, the blood dyed red hair.

But he still held on to his teeth.

He wants to understand the profound meaning.

"The intention of war, but it is clearly pure intention of war!" For a long time, Xiao Yun still didn't find anything.

It is necessary to have a certain level to turn the war spirit into a sword.

Xiao Yun has known this for a long time.

So this is not what he wants to understand.

Bang!

It's another battle spirit. It's a sword wind.

Xiao Yun's bones were broken and his arms were cut off.

His breath is weak, so he grabs the broken arm and connects it to the wound.

The soul of life flickers and connects the broken arm.

But his injury was worse.

Rao is so, Xiao Yun has not given up.

"War!" Xiao Yun gets up and looks at the hazy space ahead.

"Come on Xiao Yun drank, "no matter how, I must understand the profound meaning."

At this time, his long hair was messy and bloodstained, which made him look rather embarrassed.

Hum!

At this time, the void in front of me trembled and rippled.

"Strong mind, pass the test!" A mechanical, cold and heartless voice suddenly sounded.

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