Ancient True Dragon Art

In the first twenty, nine king disciples were added to this number, which shows how powerful the ghost shadow is.

At this time, Qin Feng was observing the ghost shadow opposite him.

The shadow of the ghost, looking only twenty burst years old, is very young.

Wearing a black shirt similar to Qin Feng, the whole person was very thin.

If you don't deliberately pay attention, the opponent seems to disappear into the void at any time, and Qin Feng noticed the opponent's legs.

It was an unusual pair of legs. Although the opponent looked thinner than ordinary people, these legs were much larger than ordinary people.

The slender legs are enough to see that the opponent must have their own accomplishments in speed.

"Qin Feng is right... you, as a disciple of the Seventh Layer of the True Spirit Realm, can make this step. I am quite impressed. However, when I meet me, I can only say that you can only get here!"

The voice of the ghost shadow came out, with a flying atmosphere.

"That's not necessarily!"

Looking at the ghost shadow in front of him, Qin Feng said with a smile.

"It seems that you still didn't give up. If that's the case, then I will let you realize the reality and leapfrog. It's just accident. Failure is your inevitable!"

"Wow!"

Along with this ghost shadow's words fell.

His body has disappeared in the same place.

"When?"

Facing the disappearance of ghost shadow.

The disciples present couldn't help but change their expressions.

Even the disciples and elders outside the Conferred God Platform had such expressions.

"This Ghost Shadow Sect is very powerful. Every disciple is a master of body and speed. It is rumored that the most powerful person can follow the darkness, in a flash! And come and go strange, people just like their name, ghost shadows , Really like a ghost!"

An elder said with a serious face.

"If you say that, if this Ghost Shadow Sect becomes an assassination organization, wouldn't it be even stronger!"

Someone couldn't help but speak in a narrow tone.

While talking, this person has already looked at the group of people on the first platform.

Everyone in this group wore black robes, and all of them seemed to be hidden in the darkness and disappear at any time.

The other sects are all on the same platform as the sect master, but this ghost shadow has more than a dozen people here, and everyone is on the first platform.

Among the dozens of people, the first one is an ancient old man, with a thin body, with a breath that is almost a wind candle, as if it will fall at any time.

However, those eyes were pitch black like magic stars, with a strange aura.

It seemed that someone was paying attention to him, and then, in the pair of eyes, a strand of black light quickly turned into two magic swords, constantly looming and shocking.

"Are you crazy?"

Hearing the narrow tone of the person who spoke, the surrounding elders couldn't help but scolded secretly.

"This kind of joke is unacceptable. It is rumored that although Heguiying is not an assassination organization, it is better than an assassination organization. There used to be a powerhouse of the highest realm of the gods, who offended this ghost shadow, and was subsequently killed in seven days. The person killed... that's the pinnacle powerhouse in the realm of the gods, so don't provoke this sect!"

"Yes!"

Just now I saw the two black lights projected from the eyes of the ghost shadow elder, which made the body of the talkative shiver. At this time, he dared not speak more.