Ancient True Dragon Art

"And that kid!"

Not only Qin Feng, but one person also entered the cultivation.

It was Yang Xie.

Obviously, as a cultivator madman, Yang Xie would naturally not be able to waste these ten days. He has to rest and rejuvenate during these ten days and adjust his state to the best moment.

The terrifying wind blew continuously on Yang Xie, but Yang Xie quickly flashed strands of black light, and wherever the black light went, it quickly swallowed the violent wind.

Although it doesn't seem as easy as Qin Feng, it is enough to protect yourself and practice on this.

"These two little guys!"

Looking at Yang Xie and Qin Feng, Tianyuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

It's nothing more than Yang Xie, the natural heir of the ancient bloodline naturally has his own means, but the elegant aura of Qin Feng's body clearly carries a mood of wind power, which makes him quite amazed.

It seems to be driven by Qin Feng and Yang Xie.

Soon, the disciples of the other main peaks also started to practice in this way.

However, how powerful is that terrifying wind impact.

For a time, many disciples were smashed out by the violent wind one after another. If it hadn't been for the elders of the peaks, they would have been blown out by the violent wind.

"Damn it, give me peace of mind!"

Such a posture immediately caused the elders to roar again and again. How can it be so simple to practice on this six-winged sky wind beast...

Time passed slowly.

Qin Feng was above this, and he didn't even care about the gust of wind around him. During his cultivation, he seemed to have forgotten the time.

In the entire Canghai Sect, except for Shui Wuhen these half-step masters, the rest of the disciples, even if they can persist in cultivating on this six-winged sky wind beast, can't be so long.

I don't know how long has passed.

A fierce breath suddenly rushed toward his face.

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but opened his eyes with such a tyrannical and fierce atmosphere.

At this moment, all the disciples on this six-winged sky wind beast all looked at the front with solemn expressions on their faces.

In front of that, tens of thousands of meters away, a cold breath continued to shroud, with a great evil air.

"The Black Sea! It's here!"

Tianyuan's face would not be serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"The Black Sea?!"

For this name, Qin Feng is quite strange.

However, it is clear that many people are quite familiar with the Black Sea.

A dignified atmosphere continued to shroud, and many of the disciples' faces were not only serious, but also timid.

"Brother..."

After taking a look at Li Qingshan, Qin Feng called out.

Li Qingshan clearly understood Qin Feng's meaning, with a divine light in his eyes, he said slowly:

"Then the front is the Black Sea. The Black Sea is not an ocean in the ordinary sense. The terrifying area of ​​the area is not an exaggeration even if it is called the sea. The sea is pitch black, and there is a decadent atmosphere everywhere. Around this black sea, there are powerful cold and evil spirits that can easily produce hallucinations. Not only that, strange fog often appears in this black sea. These fogs appear irregularly, regardless of day and night. Once they are covered by fog, It's easy to get lost..."

When it came to this, some disciples who had never known the land of the Black Sea couldn't help but change their faces.

"Then what if we skim past? If we move on this high altitude, there should be no problem, right?"

Some disciples couldn't help but cried.