Ancient True Dragon Art

Such vigor, interlaced with each other, formed a chain-like posture.

The two are obviously in a state of cooperation, and between mutual cooperation, all of them are shooting towards the black figure on the opposite side.

Each of this black figure is extremely powerful, dressed in black armor, holding a giant sword, and waving layers of heavy energy.

Therefore, even though these two young men looked energetic and extraordinary in strength, they also unconsciously began to regress in the face of the crazy shots of this black shadow.

Obviously, their situation is not too good.

"Swish"

Just as the two madly shot, a cracking sound also appeared.

One person, with a twinkling figure, a slightly immature face, and a strange brilliance between the opening and closing of his eyes. On this shoulder, a black strange bird is lying in it.

Such a strange combination, it is not who Qin Feng and Jiuyou Yanque would be.

When they felt someone appear, the complexions of the two youths suddenly changed.

However, after seeing Qin Feng's appearance, the young man holding the dagger among them, the expression on his face obviously eased a lot.

"You actually came here?"

Looking at Qin Feng, apart from a slight relief, the other party's face was more shocked.

"Neither did I expect to meet you here..."

Looking at this young man, Qin Feng said with a calm smile.

This young man, he naturally knew it, it was Ying Jiu that he had known in the ancient land of waste spirit, and the shadow bloodline of the other party also left a deep impression on him.

Although the two had fought before, there was no contradiction at all. And for this guy, Qin Feng has a lot of affection...

However, Qin Feng was curious, what kind of sect disciple this guy was, could even run into this undead secret realm.

"Boom Rumble"

When Qin Feng appeared, the figure in armor also suddenly felt Qin Feng's existence, and suddenly let out a bloodthirsty breath, a huge sword, tearing the void, towards Qin Feng fiercely Wave past.

On this huge sword, there was obviously a strange and evil aura, as if it was decayed, causing Qin Feng to frown slightly.

"boom"

The shadow of the fist flickered, facing this weird shadow, Qin Feng did not hesitate to choose to shoot...

"boom"

Qin Feng has never been timid about this kind of evil spirit, the spirit of the magic way, and even quite likes to encounter it. With the flow of his own evil power, Qin Feng's fist immediately swung out A series of fist marks, the fist marks shrouded, and suddenly that powerful force, after encountering the opponent's giant sword, reversed like a spring sun melting snow.

"Roar"

Facing Qin Feng's power to break the evil, the black shadow that shot suddenly let out a terrible roar.

"This is the immortal puppet of the Undead Legion, one of the most disgusting means of the immortal thief..."

The voice of Jiuyou Yanque resounded in Qin Feng's heart.

"Isn't the Undead Legion?"

Qin Feng's heart moved slightly.

At this moment, a cold snort came from the mouth of the young man beside Ying Jiu. The ten commanders of the other side acted like a jade hand stroking the piano, but in an instant, a powerful force seemed like a monarch. Coming in general, swept towards this group of dark shadows with fierceness...