Ancient Dragon Spell

A supreme shadow, slowly released.

It's a phantom of playing the piano.

Virtual shadow sitting, a string trembling slightly, but a murderous spirit, but turned into the essence of light, as if thousands of arrows pierced the heart, in the void condensed.

But how should he answer this.

In the face of no trace of water questioning, this fairy night's face, can not help but a twist.

"You..."

After saying this, for a while, the elders also began to nod slightly.

"Elder immortal night, you are really joking What strength is my younger martial brother Qin of Fu Tu Feng? Even now, it's just five levels of the true spirit realm. How about Chenglin from the tomb of qitianfeng? As far as I know, it's the eight fold cultivation of the true spiritual realm. Do you think this realm is a master and you can play at will? Or is it that you have no confidence in your own disciples, and you can kill them if you casually fall short of the accomplishments of three realms? "

There was a sneer on his face:

the water was no trace and the star rain was stepping out.

"Joke!"

Originally, he felt that Qin Feng had something to do with the disappearance of the tomb Chenglin. Unexpectedly, the feeling was so accurate.

There was a slight movement on his face and a bitter smile in his heart.

This is a remnant of the immortal night. It is obscure and difficult to understand. It is extremely difficult to cultivate. As far as they know, the hand of Qingming is only cultivated by Mau Chenglin alone.

Naturally, they know about the green hand.

Looking at each other, I don't know what to answer.

As soon as this speech came out, the faces of the elders could not help changing.

"What?"

"Qin Feng You have the breath of my disciple. Qingming's hand is a remnant. It was originally a medium-level martial arts skill at the prefecture level. However, because of its incompleteness, it only has the power to approach the inferior level of the ground level. And I only passed the Qingming hand to Mau Chenglin. Why do you have the breath of Qingming hand? "

Looking at all the elders, they even stood on the side of futu peak. Xianye seemed to be totally crazy. His mouth gave out a crazy laugh, which was full of resentment, madness and endless killing:

"ha ha ha..."

The elder of the desolate elephant moved behind his back, and suddenly a huge empty shadow was released slowly. It was a terrible God image.

"Hum..."

"Fairy night, I have endured you for a long time!"

Elder Lin Yue's face was angry. With his jade hand waving, a huge sword shadow appeared behind his head:

"Qiang!"

The shadow, vast and incomparable, though seemingly ordinary, actually carries the air of terrifying killing. Once it is taken, it is like a catastrophe of all living beings.

Among these peak masters, there are many people with archaic blood, and the archaic blood of Xianye is a Qin God blood.

Elder martial brother Long's mouth was angry.

"Empty shadow of Qin God! Ancient blood Younger martial brother! Are you crazy? "

If this matter is confirmed, is it not to say that the disciples of his immortal night are incompetent, they were killed by Qin Feng, a small true spirit realm five.

However, they will not know that Qin Feng at this time really has the fighting power to defeat the eight fold challenge of the true spirit realm. Moreover, Qin Feng once killed the Canghai hall leader who was the eight fold cultivation of the true spiritual realm!

Of course, this is because the other side cultivates the evil way, and his evil Qi is restrained by Qin Feng's evil eye.