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Qingxuan Shenzong.
?It is still the focus of attention. Everyone does not know that Shen Wudao has set foot on Shenzong, and they are all still looking forward to whether those old monsters will come for Qin Feng.
Even in Qingxuan Shenzong, many people are paying attention to those old monsters.
Only Ye Qingyu and other core members don't care about these at all, and they all devote themselves to practice.
The same is true of Qin Feng. Since Shen Wudao left, he has retreated to practice his body. Although he had a conversation with Shen Wudao, he realized that becoming an immortal in Qingxuan may be more difficult than imagined.
But those are still too far away from Ye Qingyu and the others, let's talk about it when we get there.
Right now, body training is the real thing.
But suddenly, Qin Feng stopped his practice, his eyes sank slightly, and he looked up.
The deep and sharp eyes seem to be able to see through the training room, through layers of space, and see the scene far away.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Qin Feng restrained his breath, and with his figure flickering, he came to Shenzong. This time, he did not go to the high place, but stood quietly outside Shenzong, with his hands on his back, and said coldly:
"Since you're here, stop hiding."
The powers of Shenzong didn't notice anything, and the vast crowd under Shenzong didn't know why, but a sudden whisper made everyone's expressions shocked.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, we meet again."
During the conversation, a man in Taoist uniform walked down from the clouds. It was astonishing that he had no way, but at this time, he was no longer as chic and elegant as last night. On the contrary, he had a calm face and looked down at Qin Feng from a high position.
Under that calmness, there is a kind of awe, a fairy attitude.
"Who is that person, let Qin Feng appear in person to meet him?"
"A Taoist uniform, could it be that the thirteenth generation God Lord of the Heavenly Dao Sect, a peerless figure four thousand years ago, Shen Wudao?"
"Sure enough, it's here!"
The vast crowd was instantly excited.
All the immortals were born for Qin Feng.
Today, is there another shocking battle breaking out?
A pair of eyes stared at Shenzong.
Qin Feng looked at Shen Wudao, and his expression was no longer as peaceful as last night. He had a somewhat cold face, and said quietly: "Everyone else come out, do you want me to invite them out one by one."
Thorn.
As soon as the voice fell, a sharp blade cut through the sky, and then a ragged and unkempt figure walked out.
There was a long sword mark on his face, which almost split the whole head in two, making him look extremely hideous, but what really made people tremble was the sharp blade lingering around him.
Who is this person?
Many people were shocked. The sharpness of this person's blade is definitely a half-step fairyland.
"Boom."
Immediately afterwards, there was another shocking sound, and under countless shocking gazes, several people walked out again, some with sacred Buddha's light, or soaring animal spirits, or hot as the scorching sun, gloomy like the Styx
But without exception, the auras of these people are extremely powerful, no doubt half-step fairyland.
"One, two, three Hiss, eight and a half steps of fairyland, my God, is this the gathering of the immortals of Qingxuan?"
The crowd looked at the eight figures standing proudly in the sky, all of them trembled.
If the battle starts today, it will be unprecedentedly brilliant, even more shocking than the battle between Qin Feng and Lin Youming. Many people quickly spread the news, shaking Qingxuan.
Countless people rushed here desperately, not wanting to miss this scene.
However, when they heard that these old monsters were born, they were already rushing to Qingxuan Shenzong, but the half-step fairyland was too fast for them to catch up.
As a result, except for some people from Shenzhou, few people rushed to it.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
In Shenzong, Ni Changsheng and Ye Qingyu all came out of the gate, but they were pushed away by Qin Feng's palm. Shenzong's magic circle was opened, covering the entire sect, and he, stepping on the void, ascended to the sky and faced him Eight and a half steps away from the fairyland.
"Everyone came to my Shenzong, why?" Qin Feng said coldly.
Last night, he had a conversation with Shen Wudao, not to say that the conversation was very pleasant, but at least both parties got the answers they wanted. Shen Wudao knew that Qin Feng was not a fairy, and he also knew the situation of these old monsters.
But just one night passed, and the eight half-step fairyland came awe-inspiringly.
Why?
Shen Wudao remained calm and did not answer. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the people around him, with a smile on his face, "??Fellow Daoist doesn¡¯t know the situation of Xianmeng, so let me introduce it for you. "
"The name of this Buddha Lord is due to an eminent monk who attained Taoism in the state of Florida 3,500 years ago." Shen Wudao pointed to the monk with the white hair and youthful face.
"Amitabha, I have seen Lord Qin." Yuan clasped his hands together, the Buddha light all over his body was bright and sacred, and he stood there, as if he was the most dazzling existence in time.
"Yangshen, the ancestor of the Sacred Sunsect, a peerless figure 3,800 years ago." Shen Wudao introduced again, pointing to a figure covered in fiery flames.
"I've seen fellow Daoist Qin." Although Yangshen's face is old, his eyes are vicissitudes, and he looks like he is dying and about to die, but he raises his hands and feet, like the scorching sun in the sky, scorching and terrifying, as if he can burn up all these things at any time if he wants to. pieces of the world.
"This is a sword fairy, who has been obsessed with sword skills for three thousand years, and is on par with Lin Youming." Shen Wudao pointed to the sword cultivator with sword marks on his face again.
"I've seen fellow Daoist Qin." Dao Xian clasped his fists, the long knife on his back contained a shocking sword intent, and his eyes were quite cold.
"This is Changhe Tianjun, he can be regarded as my senior." Shen Wudao continued.
The breath of Changhe Tianjun is introverted, giving people a sense of femininity and horror, especially the river lingering around him, which is terrifying, like hell.
"The Beastmaster has a unique talent and can communicate with monsters." Shen Wudao continued to introduce.
The Beastmaster rode a hundred-foot-long snake like a dragon and a dragon, with a strange aura all over his body, which seemed to be no different from a monster, extremely terrifying.
"Qingchangtian, an ancestor of Qingyun Shenzong, the meaning of cloud and thunder, is like the might of the sky, and once dominated Yunzhou for an era." Shen Wudao continued to introduce.
Qing Changtian is dressed in white, like white clouds in the blue sky, vast and ethereal, but there is an extremely majestic aura in his body, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.
"As for the last person, he is from Kyushu Academy." Shen Wudao didn't know anything about Nan Fengchen, so he just gave a brief introduction.
Nan Fengchen had already restrained the black flag, and his aura was even more restrained to the extreme. He did not reveal too much aura in front of Qin Feng, and did not reveal his identity as the Soul Refining Sect.
"Shen Wu Dao, Buddha Lord Fate, Yang God, Sword Immortal, Changhe Tianjun, Beastmaster, Qing Changtian, and people from Kyushu Academy."
Qin Feng's cold eyes swept over everyone one by one, and said indifferently: "The eight and a half steps of the fairyland have arrived, and I, the Qingxuan Divine Sect, are really radiant."
These people are all people who really stand on the top of Qingxuan.
I'm afraid that Qingxuan's half-step fairyland is all gathered here.
Everyone in the Qingxuan Sect looked worriedly at the eight half-step wonderlands in the sky. Even Ye Qingyu and the others were no longer calm. Although they believed in Qin Feng, with such a lineup, the Qingxuan half-step wonderland gathered in one place. , even if Lin Youming faced him, he would probably have to suffer on the spot.
As for the vast crowd, they were already trembling.
Although they don't know the eight half-step fairyland, they can see how strong Lin Youming is. The monstrous aura emitted by these eight people is not weaker than Lin Youming, which shows how strong the eight people are.
The eight and a half steps of the fairyland face to face, if there is a war, will Qin Feng be able to suppress it? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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