Ancient Dragon Spell

Qin Feng paid more attention to Lin xueru's body, with a ray of light, but full of oppressive breath, this breath is not the power of martial arts, but another power - Archaean blood!

"I don't know what kind of ancient blood Lin xueru is, but at this time she has reached the cultivation of half a step to get through God Terrible talent

Lin xueru also obviously saw Qin Feng. In her beautiful eyes, even though it seemed calm, she still had a ripple, which seemed to be surprised and hesitant

Every one is a disciple!

On the third floor, there are nine people in all!

This is because the people of the third level are not the patriarch, nor the elders and senior officials, but the disciples one by one.

However, the division of the third layer attracted Qin Feng's attention.

This has also formed a pyramid like division. All the powerful patriarchs are at the highest level, followed by the elders and senior members of many sects and forces.

Secondly, the elders and senior officials of Zhufeng appeared on a new platform.

Soon, all the disciples on the whole platform were scattered, leaving only the Lords.

The opponent's face is ordinary, seemingly middle-aged. Although he has never carried a long sword, Qin Feng feels an obscure and ancient sword intended to circulate. With the same sword cultivation person, Qin Feng first sensed the identity of the other party!

Because he is also a swordsman.

Among them, the patriarch of BuTian pavilion has attracted the attention of Qin Feng.

Soon, in this exchange, the five major sects of Dayan, huoyunzong and the Lords of the Butian Pavilion also appeared one by one.

"This man, I know, is the leader of Tianyu sect among our five major sects. He is respected as the patriarch of black feather!"

Looking at the man, the water's mouth murmured.

"This man is so powerful!"

Looking at the elders of canghaizong, the middle-aged man in black slowly opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time."

Seeing the middle-aged man, yiyuanzi's face suddenly showed a happy look. He didn't care about the other party's words just now. Obviously, the two are very familiar.

"Ha ha ha I thought you didn't come, but I didn't expect to come after all! "

The speaker, dressed in a black robe, looks just like a middle-aged man, but the breath on his body is not inferior to that of yiyuanzi. At this time, the other party is slowly walking into the platform, and behind him, all follow his disciples. Among them, Pu Lao, the great elder of Yuzong, followed him on that day. Naturally, the identity of this middle-aged man is self-evident!

A burst of the same old, but with a domineering voice, slowly transmitted out.

"Old man, I didn't think you were dead yet..."

This seems to be a state of harmony between man and nature, and it seems to be something else.

Yiyuanzi is close at hand, but there are wisps of mystery in the sound, as if it is endless, so that people can hardly feel the real existence of each other.

"No need to be polite. After ten years of waiting, it's time to start!"

As expected and Qin Feng guessed, this man is the elder of canghaizong, yiyuanzi!

After seeing the old man, all the main peaks and peaks began to salute together.

"Master, elder martial brother!"

These nine people, or proud, or peaceful, or strong, different posture!

"These nine are the most powerful nine in the last emperor's battle for hegemony!"

It's Luo Yun of Fu Tu Feng. Obviously, although Luo Yun's strength is not top-notch, he has learned the most information.