100,000 Years of Body Refining

Qingxuan Shenzong.

It is still attracting attention, everyone does not know that Shen Wudao has already set foot on Shenzong, and they are all still looking forward to whether those old monsters will come for Qin Feng.

Even in the Azure Profound God Sect, many people are paying attention to those old monsters.

Only Ye Qingyu and other cores didn't care about these at all, and they all concentrated on practicing.

Qin Feng did the same thing. After Shen Wudao left, he closed his body for refining. Although he had a conversation with Shen Wudao, he realized that becoming an immortal in Qingxuan was more difficult than he thought.

But those are still too far away from Ye Qingyu and they, let's talk about it when you really get there.

Right now, body training is the right thing.

But suddenly, Qin Feng stopped practicing, his eyes sank slightly, and he looked up.

The deep and sharp gaze seems to be able to penetrate the layers of space through the training room and see scenes far away.

"Wow!"

The next moment, Qin Feng restrained his breath, and under the flicker of his figure, he came to the top of Shenzong. This time, without going to a high place, he stood quietly outside Shenzong, carrying his hands on his back, and said with a cold face:

"Since it's here, don't hide."

Shenzong Zhuqiang didn't notice anything. Under Shenzong, the vast crowd was even more unclear, but suddenly a whisper made everyone's expressions shocked.

"Friend Dao Qin, we meet again."

While talking, a man dressed in Taoist clothes walked down from the clouds. He was truly innocent, but at this time, he was no longer the chic and elegant of last night. On the contrary, his face was calm and he looked down at Qin Feng from a high level.

In that calm, there is a solemn, a fairy posture.

"Who is that person, let Qin Feng personally show up to face him."

"A Taoist suit, could it be the thirteenth generation of God Lord of the Heavenly Dao Sect, a peerless figure four thousand years ago?

"Sure enough!"

The vast crowd was instantly excited.

The immortals were born, and they really came for Qin Feng.

Today, is there another shocking war that broke out?

A pair of eyes stared at Shenzong.

Qin Feng looked at Shen Wudao, his expression was also not as peaceful as last night, a bit cold and cold, and said quietly: "Everyone else should come out, do you want me to invite them out one by one."

Stabbed.

When the voice fell, a sharp blade cut through the sky, and then he saw a ragged, shabby figure walking out.

There was a long sword mark on his face, almost splitting the entire head in two, which looked terrifying, but what really trembled was the sharp blade lingering around him.

Who is this person?

Many people were shocked, this person's sharp blade is definitely half-step in Wonderland.

"Boom."

Immediately afterwards, there was another shock. Under countless shocking gazes, several people walked out again, either the Buddha's light was sacred, or the animal spirit was soaring, or it was as hot as the sun and gloomy as a river...

But without exception, the auras of these people are extremely powerful, and there is no doubt that half of the fairyland.

"One, two, three... hiss, eight half-step fairyland, my god, is this the celestial celestial being gathered here?"

The crowd looked at the eight figures standing proudly in the sky, and their expressions trembled.

If the battle started today, it would be absolutely brilliant than ever before. It would be even more shocking than the battle between Qin Feng and Lin Youming. Many people quickly spread the news, shaking Qing Xuan.

Countless people came here desperately, not wanting to miss this scene.

However, when they heard that these old monsters were born, they were already rushing to the Azure Profound God Sect, but the half-step fairyland speed was too fast for them to catch up.

As a result, with the exception of some from China, very few people rushed to it.

"Swish swish!"

In Shenzong, Ni Changsheng and Ye Qingyu all came out of the gate, but they were pushed aside by Qin Feng's palm. The Shenzong Array opened and enveloped the entire sect, and he stepped on the void in one step, ascended to the sky, and faced each other. Eight half a step away from the fairyland.

"Everyone came to my Shenzong, why?" Qin Feng said with a cold expression.

He had a conversation with Shenwudao last night, not to mention that the conversation was very happy, but at least both sides got the answers they wanted. Shenwudao knew that Qin Feng was not a fairy, and he also knew the situation of these old monsters.

But just one night later, eight half-step fairyland came in solemnity.

Why?

The godless expression remained calm and did not answer. Instead, he turned to look at a few people around him, with a smile on his face, "Daoyou Qin doesn't know the situation of the immortal alliance, and let me introduce him to you."

"The fate of the Buddha's name was a Taoist monk in Florida three thousand and five hundred years ago." Shen Wudao pointed to the monk with a beautiful face.

"Amitabha Buddha, Lao Na has seen the donor Qin." Yuan put his hands together, the Buddha's light all over his body was dazzling and sacred, he stood there, as if he was the most dazzling existence of time.

"Yang Shen, the ancestor of the Holy Sun Shenzong, a peerless figure 3800 years ago." Shen Wudao pointed to a figure covered in fiery flames and introduced.

"I have seen Friends of Dao Qin." Although Yang Shen has an old face and vicissitudes of vision, he seems to be decayed and about to fall into the earth, but between his hands and feet, it looks like the scorching sun in the sky, and it is terrifyingly hot, as if he can burn it at any time if he wants Piece of the world.

"This is the sword fairy, who has been obsessed with swordsmanship for three thousand years, and is on par with Lin Youming." Shen Wudao pointed to the sword with sword marks on his face.

"I have seen Friends of Dao Qin." Dao Xian clasped his fists, and the long knife on his back contained a shocking sword intent, his eyes were rather cold.

"This is Tianjun Changhe, who is considered my predecessor." Shenwudao continued to speak.

Changhe Tianjun's breath is restrained, giving people a feeling of horror and femininity, especially the river lingering around him, which is terrifying, like hell.

"The Royal Orc has a peculiar talent and can communicate with monsters." Shenwudao continued to introduce.

The orc man rides a long snake that is like a dragon and a dragon, and his breath is strange and strange. It seems to be indistinguishable from a beast, and it is extremely terrifying.

"Qing Changtian, an ancestor of the Qingyun Shenzong, means Yunlei, just like Tianwei, once overwhelming Yunzhou for an era." Shenwudao continued to introduce.

Qing Changtian is dressed in white, like a white cloud in the blue sky, vast and ethereal, but there is an extremely majestic breath in his body, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

"As for the last person, he is from Kyushu Academy." Shenwudao knew nothing about Nan Fengchen, so he just briefly introduced it.

Nan Fengchen had already converged the black flag, and his aura had converged to the extreme, without revealing too much aura in front of Qin Feng, nor revealing the identity of the Soul Refining Sect.

"Shen Wudao, Buddha Lord, Yang Shen, Dao Xian, Changhe Tianjun, Royal Orcs, Qing Changtian, and people from Kyushu Academy."

Qin Feng's cold eyes swept across everyone, and said indifferently: "Eight and a half steps to the fairyland, my Qingxuan Shenzong is really brilliant."

These people are all characters who really stand on the top of Qingxuan.

I'm afraid that Qing Xuan's half-step fairyland is all gathered here.

God Sect Qingxuan looked up and down at the eight half-step fairyland in the sky with worried expressions. Even Ye Qingyu and the others, their expressions were no longer calm and calm. Although they believed in Qin Feng, such a lineup, gathered Qingxuan half-step fairyland in one place. , Even if Lin Youming meets him, I am afraid that he will have to drink hate on the spot.

As for the vast crowd, it was already trembling.

Although they did not know the Eight Half Step Wonderland, Lin Youming was so strong that they were obvious to all. The breath of the weather emitted by these eight people was not weaker than that of Lin Youming, which showed that the eight people were strong.

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