Ancient Dragon Spell

"Well, yes, this boy is more powerful than I was, and there are many weird things about this boy. Then, you can see..."

"Well, I don't have any problem, but you should also know that it's not up to you and me to join anyone at will. It depends on other people's opinions."

The ancient inkstone is also quite curious, what kind of person can make the wind Canyun so convincing.

The seemingly simple and simple little handprint actually penetrated into the other party's starry sky directly. The countless stars twinkled, which seemed to form the posture of encirclement and suppression. However, the handprint was extremely sharp, with a unique edge, and broke out in an instant

"Bang!"

When he realized the artistic conception of the force of the wind, he improved a lot when using the broken spirit sword palm. The speed was astonishing. In the instant of cutting, he even had a feeling of mixed virtual and real.

Broken spirit sword palm!

"Bang!"

Qin Feng's hand also began to wave quickly in the past.

A cold hum in my heart.

In the face of the other side's hand, although Qin Feng's face has not changed, but was so cold to kill up, there are some uncomfortable indeed.

In an instant, the space is distorted, and the finger shadow evolves into innumerable traces, just like countless stars on the sky. The stars are dotted, but they have great killing spirit.

The opponent's finger changed into a sword finger, quickly and quickly.

"Hiss"

this wind remnant cloud just wants to speak, but it is already a step late, at this time, the ancient inkstone has already started.

"Don't..."

For any one person, plain to join a strength seems not powerful partner, there will be other ideas.

It's no wonder that the ancient inkstone has such a posture.

That side of the sky que peak ancient inkstone, fiercely interrupted the dialogue between the two, then, step and move, unexpectedly choose to face Qin Feng.

"Fengcanyun, don't talk so much nonsense, I'll try this boy first!"

The ancient wasteland of spirits also changed accordingly. The evil spirit was changed from the original paradise to the forbidden area. The evil spirit in it was enough to affect the mind and spirit of martial arts. Even when it was serious, it could easily corrupt the body of martial arts.

However, later, after the change of heaven and earth, the circulation of time.

The wasteland was originally a paradise with a large area and abundant resources, which is suitable for martial arts cultivation.

There are so many kinds of them.

In tianwu continent, there are many magical places, such as forbidden areas, secret places, such as Dongtian, such as the ancient dimension

Qin Feng has heard of the name.

"Wasteland?"

"This time when I came to futu peak, I came to look for you. I want to invite you to come with us into the ancient wasteland!"

Later, the expression of fengcanyun began to be dignified:

fengcanyun introduced to Qin Feng.

"This one is the ancient inkstone of tianque peak, and also my best friend. He is also the top strong man of tianque peak. He was in the ruins of Fengyue demon sect at that time. You may not have seen him..."

Wind Canyun's mouth said with a smile.

"Younger martial brother Qin, your speed is faster and faster..."

The comer smiles enthusiastically, the other side's appearance also becomes clear, it is Qin Feng!

"Elder martial brother Feng, why are you here..."

That ancient inkstone's face fierce one change, the body also released the guard color.

"How fast

The next moment, on this mountain top, a figure has appeared in front of both.

Just as he was talking, suddenly, at this moment, a rapid sound of friction had appeared.

"Whoosh"

wind remnant cloud light smile way.

"Ha ha, I think other people will not object to it."

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the face of the ancient inkstone changed violently. With a dull hum coming out, the finger has been quickly retracted.

Just, the face of this time showed a touch of light uncomfortable color.