Ancient Dragon Spell

The king of Shura took a look at Qin Feng and seemed to think of something in general. His face showed a touch of surprise, and then he said faintly again.

In his position as the second king, he is fully qualified to say this. However, all he knows is the original Qin Feng. If the current Qin Feng confronts him, I'm afraid that although he won't kill each other in seconds, it will be enough to kill him.

"As for the two of you, although you are of unknown origin, they should be disciples of Xiaozong sect. I don't want to embarrass you. But if you doubt that you want to die, I don't mind suppressing you!"

The king of Shura, as the second king, was also extraordinary. He tried his best to look at the eyes of Sikong Jiuzhi.

The blonde youth, full of pride, seems to be afraid of this Sikong Jiuzhi, but not timid.

In the field, only three can fight against it.

Sikong Jiuzhi's indifferent face seemed to be the God who controlled the lives and deaths of all people. For the king of Shura, he just sneered and did not say anything. However, with his eyes fixed on his disciples, he felt his heart trembling and did not dare to look at him.

Above the void.

Even if you don't have to guess, you can think that Sikong Jiuzhi has some opportunities in this undead secret place.

At this time, Sikong's nine fingers were shining brilliantly on his body. Obviously, his strength had increased a little more than before.

Of course, it is not accidental that he had such an idea, because the person who appeared was no other than Sikong Jiuzhi, the most powerful king!

He was actually in a state of preparation for war, always ready to fight the idea.

All the genuine Qi forms a vigorous posture.

After seeing the man who came out, people's expressions immediately began to become extremely dignified, especially the king of Shura. The expression on his face was not only described by Congzhong, but also as if he had seen the natural enemy of his life. His eyes were shining with light, and the breath around him had condensed into substance.

People unconsciously produced an invincible breath.

On each other's body, the divine cannon hunts, the boundless divine light is bright, lingering in this body, as if a deity general, the breath of dust circulation and all over the body.

Countless flashes of light, in the void, a figure seems to tear the space in general, slowly step foot and move, hands carrying the back of the walk out.

In the sound, with a great oppressive force, as if the supreme king of the world, suddenly let the surrounding space begin to hunt.

At this time, suddenly, a cold voice slowly passed out.

"Hum You want to fight for this place? "

Although the golden haired youth's state is also in the half step, but in the body is covered with a dangerous breath, people can not help but rise a faint chill.

However, Qin Feng is very clear, the other side is not do not want to fight a quick decision, he said, completely do not want to fight with the blonde youth.

Therefore, the tone is quite peaceful.

The king of Shura didn't seem to want to be stained with too much blood.

In the face of this group of people's performance, this Sikong Jiuzhi is quite satisfied, but when his eyes, noticed a person's moment.

The expression on his face suddenly became stagnant.

And this person, it is Qin Feng, eyes, the cold light burst, never backward, completely and his existence!