Ancient Dragon Spell

All of a sudden, there were bursts of echoes around the whole space. The sound was like the thunder of nine days. It was surging rapidly. Especially around Qinfeng, there were bursts of tearing breath. The sound turned into a sound wave and swept up quickly.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa"

the surrounding breath quickly becomes very heavy, and even at this time, it begins to form countless cracks.

Therefore, the relationship between him and the shenti sect can only be said to be ordinary. It is quite surprising that the other party should have taken the initiative at this time.

Qin Feng was quite surprised by the shentizong disciple's move. He only knew Yan Jiu and the iron lion between him and shentizong. At the beginning, he also injured the iron lion, and even if it was not for Yan Jiu, he would definitely kill each other.

"Shenti sect?"

The whole person looks like a lion, although rough, but with a noble breath.

The body is strong and powerful, a long brown hair slightly covered half of the head, that pair of yellow eyes are open and close, constantly releasing amazing light.

This voice is very rough, with Qin Feng's attention, he saw the appearance of this person, this is a young man in his twenties.

Just before Qin Feng spoke, there was a voice in his ear.

"Qin Feng I am Cang Lang, a disciple of shenti sect. You should be soft now. I can protect you in this one. Otherwise, I may not be able to protect you under the fury of the burning sea! "

Seeing this burning sea of hands, suddenly the Da Yan Zong disciple, who was still in panic, suddenly showed a color of excitement on his face, and his eyes were filled with Schadenfreude, looking at the Qin Feng.

Looking at Qin Feng, Yan Yihai's eyes are covered with a silky chill, and his whole body releases a heavy wave of genuine Qi and says with a sneer.

"I didn't expect that you could resist a wave attack from me. However, it still can't make you survive. Qin Feng, now the king gives you a chance to kneel down and plead with me. If I am in a good mood, I can forgive you for your humble life. Otherwise, I will let you die miserably!"

Looking at the Yan Yihai in front of her eyes, the corner of Qin Feng's mouth couldn't help but set off a wisp of cold.

"King Xuan?"

Luo Hu's mouth hastily reminds a way.

"Younger martial brother Qin, be careful. Yan Yihai, like you, is one of the nine King level disciples, and he is one of the most powerful among them. He ranks the sixth among the nine kings and is named as king Xuan!"

The other party, standing there with his hands on his back, was wearing a blue and black combat robe. His eyes were sharp as Eagle's eyes. When he looked at each other, he could feel a deep tear in the shuttle.

And his eyes also directly toward the opposite person locked in the past.

The other party's sound wave, with the circulation of this blue breath, was instantly torn into nothingness.

Qin Feng's mouth snorted coldly, his eyes opened and closed, his whole body twinkled with blue air, which was the breath of his wind battle mark in circulation.

"Hum"

compared with the wolf's persuasion and the schadenfreude of the disciples of Dayan sect, Luo Hu on Qin Feng's side was naturally sad and indignant. As for sun Wuxiu, his gloating was to the extreme. The light of resentment in his eyes kept flowing. Obviously, he wanted Qin Feng to die immediately.

"Kneel down!"

Yan Yihai's voice comes out again, with the spirit of killing and cutting. Obviously, the patience of Yan Yihai has reached the extreme. However, the banter light in his eyes is penetrated by Qin Feng. Obviously, Yan Yihai is just playing with him.