The Dragon from Hell

The dust and smoke dissipated, and Qin Feng saw Du Bangyan and others had retreated to Wolong Villa, and he breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

Facing three old monsters at the peak of the Earth Realm alone, he was not too afraid. The only thing he was afraid of was that Du Bangyan and others would encounter an accident.

He knew that the battle between the peak of the Earth Realm was no small matter, and the power was comparable to that of a missile exploding on the top of a mountain.

What's more, there were four great masters at the peak of the Earth Realm on the scene, including him, and the other warriors staying here were almost like waiting to die.

Now that he saw An Jiuxiao and the others retreated to Wolong Villa first, he was also much more relaxed.

Although the current situation was completely beyond his expectations, he was not much panicked.

Even after the appearance of these three old men at the peak of the Earth Realm, the blood in his body boiled in an instant, and his fighting spirit was high.

He could feel that the seed in his dantian was more excited than himself.

The seed had turned into a small sapling in his body. Although it still looked weak, Qin Feng knew that its upper limit was far more than that.

It was urging Qin Feng to fight. It wanted to gain more power!

Qin Feng later discovered that the more intense the bloody battle, the more power the seed could draw from him, and naturally the more power it could give back to him.

Qin Feng and Wu Deshou withdrew at the same time. Both of them retreated seven or eight steps and stood still.

However, two old men had been scattered behind and to the side of Qin Feng. One of them was empty-handed and the other was holding a knife. But the same thing was that they all exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Three people surrounded Qin Feng. No matter who looked at it, Qin Feng had no chance of winning this battle.

"No destruction, no construction..."

Qin Feng's dantian was still heating up, and it was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was going to burn all the blood in his body dry.

He glanced at the three people in front of him. The three old men were a huge gully that could not be crossed in front of Qin Feng.

The possibility of crossing over is almost zero, and the most likely outcome is to be crushed to pieces.

But the seed in his body is still urging him: fight, fight, fight!

Wu Deshou seemed to have discovered something strange in his body, and a light flashed in his eyes that were almost invisible due to the collapse of his old skin.

"Is this the seed?!"

Not only him, but the other two old men also felt the strange aura coming from Qin Feng's body, and the three of them were excited.

The three of them are more than 300 years old in total, and for decades, they have been trapped in the deep mountains of the sect, isolated from the world.

Their obsession with martial arts has almost made them forget the emotions of the world.

For decades, their emotions have become a stagnant pool of water, without any ripples.

And now facing the strange breath coming from Qin Feng's body, the three of them felt a fatal attraction.

For them, Qin Feng now is like a dying person who has walked in the desert for seven days and seven nights and suddenly sees a sweet spring, and wants to rush to absorb it regardless of everything.

It is just that it is still unknown whether this sweet spring is a life-saving rain or a fatal mirage.

However, the three of them did not really take Qin Feng seriously, but stared at the changes in the aura around his body.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This is really wonderful!"

Standing in front of Qin Feng, Wu Deshou's eyes lit up. He found that the aura emanating from Qin Feng at this time made him feel like he was bathing in holy light. This feeling was too wonderful.

As a martial arts fanatic who has been obsessed with martial arts for decades, he can naturally sense that the internal energy in Qin Feng's body is no longer an ordinary internal energy.

It is a completely different kind of power from the martial arts he has practiced for decades. This kind of power has a fatal temptation for ordinary martial artists.

It is true that the three people in front of them are no longer ordinary martial artists, but this power is still very attractive to them.

In other words, these three people's desire for seeds even exceeds that of others.

The reason is simple: they are old.

In the past, no matter what happened in the sect, people like them would not appear in the public eye until the moment of the sect's destruction.

In addition to the fact that the sect wanted to hide their cards from others, they themselves did not want to do so.

Their desire and obsession for martial arts far exceeded fame, status and money.

It can be said that from the moment they stepped into the mountains, their lives were spent pursuing the peak of martial arts.

However, decades later, the three old men had reached the end of their lives.

Even though their lives were much longer than those of ordinary people, they still felt unwilling.Because even if they reached the end, they still couldn't reach the end of the ladder.

But now, the seed on Qin Feng's body brought them new hope.

As long as they had the seed, they could see the scenery at the end of the ladder, and even have a longer time to pursue the true ultimate martial arts!

How could this temptation not be great?

"I didn't expect that several seniors have already stood at the peak of martial arts, but they are still unable to avoid worldly things."

Qin Feng suppressed the heat in his dantian, looked at the excited looks of the three old men, and couldn't help but sneered: "You pursue the supremacy of martial arts, you should be extraordinary people, and now you are tempted by a seed? I thought that with your attainments, you should not use external forces to improve yourself."

Whether it was Long Daoling or Chu Huaijiang, they had long known that the seed was in Qin Feng's body, and Chu Huaijiang seemed to have long known how to activate the seed.

Like the three old men in front of them, they had also walked on the road of martial arts for too long.

Don't they want to see the scenery at the end of the ladder?

But from beginning to end, whether it is Chu Huaijiang or Long Daoling, they clearly understand what kind of road they should take, and have never been tempted by the seed in Qin Feng's body.

As Chu Huaijiang said: "Things that do not belong to me, even if they are in my hands, will eventually be backfired."

Qin Feng is not sure whether the seed belongs to him, nor does he know whether this road is the one he wants to choose.

But since he has embarked on this road, there is no reason to turn back.

He couldn't help but feel mocking: "It seems that the three seniors are not only not comparable to my master and Old Chu, but also in terms of state of mind, they are even inferior to me, a junior."

"May I ask the three of you, you have walked the road for decades, and now you don't know what you want. Even if the seed is given to you, can you make it to the end?"