Ancient True Dragon Art

"boom!"

The black iron battle axe quickly set off waves of air.

After that, the light of the surrounding treasures also began to fade gradually, revealing their appearance.

At this moment, you can see it in the corner of that certain ruin.

A strange stream of light is constantly flickering.

Obviously, the soaring beam of light just now was released from this place.

"Hehe, don't even want to grab me!"

Looking at the strange streamer, this burly man began to show a smug smile on his face, and shouted arrogantly.

"Wow!"

However, at this moment, a sharp blade suddenly flashed by.

"Puff!"

The body of this warrior was torn into two parts in an instant.

At the same time, before everyone else had time to react, a thunder-like figure quickly passed through the air.

That is one second of effort!

The strange treasures disappeared completely from the eyes of everyone.

"What? Someone took the treasure away!"

"Which bastard!"

"Damn it, in front of so many people, forcibly snatching away, don't let him go!"

Finally, all the warriors reacted and began to roar in anger.

...

"Swish swish!"

A flash of lightning flashes quickly, and the body is incredibly fast.

Qin Feng urged Zhen Qi with all his strength, and ran for more than a hundred miles before stopping his figure.

As the lightning power around his body was restrained, his figure gradually emerged.

At this moment, in Qin Feng's hands, he was holding a treasure.

This treasure is very strange, it is a mask with a very white stream of light on it, and a touch of mysterious runes, which slowly flashes and flows on it.

"This mask is so strange!"

Looking at the mask in his hand, Qin Feng let out a soft moan in his mouth.

"Wow!"

When Qin Feng put on the mask, suddenly, an extremely evil aura fluctuated over him.

At this moment, Qin Feng was wearing a black robe and this white mask.

Coupled with this evil breath, it makes him look like a villain doing evil!

"laugh!"

As Qin Feng opened his eyes, two **** streams of light were released from his eyes.

This mask was worn on the face as if it belonged to him, without any discomfort at all.

"In this way, I am more like a demon martial artist."

"However, this thing is really a good treasure for me."

"After all, my current identity is too special, and I just need this thing to hide my appearance and breath fluctuations."

Looking at the ruined city in the distance, Qin Feng couldn't help but show a sneer on his face.

His voice is very cold, like a demon.

As Qin Feng finished speaking, his whole figure quickly turned into lightning once again and disappeared in place.

"Roar!"

In this ruined city.

A roar resounded like a **** who had been stimulated.

I saw it in a very tall building.

As this roar sounded, the terrifying sound waves of air raged toward the surroundings.

Wherever it went, there was smoke and dust flying.