The Dragon from Hell

After Qin Feng left, the entire conference hall was in chaos.

Meng Changfeng and Huang Jiang were both seriously injured. They definitely couldn't go out at this time, nor could they let others go out.

Once the news inside spread, the Wumeng and Yangguo Wudao Association would lose face completely.

Others were worried. Many people were worried that Qin Feng was so powerful now. Would they be dissatisfied or even hostile to him if they came to attend the trial meeting today?

The door of the conference hall was closed again. Many people wanted to leave and distance themselves from the Wumeng because they were worried about making enemies with Qin Feng, but they were stopped.

A hunched white-haired old man appeared in the hall at some point.

The old man looked very old and very short. He was only about 1.5 meters tall with a hunched back, as if all the bones in his body were shrinking.

But his pace was very steady. When he walked in slowly, he attracted everyone's attention. An inexplicable aura began to spread in the entire conference hall.

Although the old man hadn't said anything yet, the others tacitly shut their mouths and looked at the old man quietly.

Everyone had the same feeling, that is, they felt as if their throats were strangled by a hand, as if if they breathed a little harder, the big hand would directly strangle their necks.

Therefore, no one dared to speak, and even the rhythm of breathing slowed down with the old man's pace.

Huiyuan Li and others were originally checking Huang Jiang's injuries. After feeling the old man coming in, their hair stood on end. They immediately tightened their weapons in their hands and stared at the old man who was walking slowly.

Especially Huiyuan Li, the hand holding the katana was shaking slightly.

When Qin Feng looked at her just now, she felt the same way, but the old man in front of her had a calm expression, and there were so many wrinkles on his face that he could hardly see his original appearance, but Huiyuan Li felt that he was more frightening than Qin Feng.

The murderous aura on his body had not been leaked at all, but it was enough to shock people.

The old man was holding an old pipe in his hand. The smell of low-quality dry tobacco was not very pleasant, but in the old man's hand, people dared not show any disgust.

After entering the door, the old man just glanced at Huiyuan Li and Huang Jiang lying on the ground, and finally fixed his eyes on the evil eye tyrant knife.

The hoarse and rough voice was like the wind and snow falling on the desert full of yellow sand, full of vicissitudes: "Can you suppress the evil eye tyrant knife with your own will? Yes, Long Daoling is much more discerning than me..."

After speaking, he looked at Huang Jiang again: "Just a waste like you can't be compared with Long Daoling's descendants. It's not too much that he was framed by you back then. It's really a shame for his whole life."

The old man didn't hide his disgust in his words, but Huang Jiang and the others didn't dare to fart, and even lowered their heads when the old man said these words, like a child who had done something wrong, for fear that the old man would take their lives directly in the next moment.

Because even though the old man did not show his realm and power, they could all feel that if the old man wanted to, he could kill them with a slap.

Then the old man was too lazy to look at them and walked straight to Meng Changfeng.

This time the old man's voice was not so cold, but full of sighs: "Alas, Changfeng, I always think you are a very spiritual child, and I am relieved to hand over Tiexian Villa to you. I didn't want to care about the affairs of the sect anymore, but you are like this now, which makes me very disappointed..."

Meng Changfeng's chest injury was very serious, so serious that breathing a little heavier would make his whole body tremble with pain.

But when he saw the old man coming, he actually endured the pain and tried to get up: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, please give me another chance. This time is just an accident. You believe that I will make Tiexian Villa famous!"

"Alas, famous... If as a warrior, your pursuit is just this, then I am even more disappointed."

The old man shook his head: "I saw that kid just now. He is indeed a rare genius in a century. It can be said that even I was far from what he is now when I was his age. Maybe, the step that we old guys can't take now, he may really be able to do it..."

Speaking of this, the old man's tone has a little more yearning and regret: "So, I really want to take a good look, is there really anyone in this world who can take that step and reach that realm..."

"Heavenly realm, heavenly realm... the realm of demigods!"

Hearing the old man's words, Meng Changfeng on the ground trembled all over.

Just this one time, the pain made him almost faint.

Heavenly realm, can anyone really reach the heavenly realm?

Throughout the ages, whether there are people who have truly reached the heavenly realm or not is another matter.Those old monsters, such as the treasure of Tiexian Villa in front of him, have probably tried to impact the Heaven Realm countless times, but he is still at an unknown level and is full of yearning and desire for the Heaven Realm.

Let's talk about another person, Chu Huaijiang.

Before Qin Feng appeared, there were only two people who were recognized as the most likely to reach the Heaven Realm, one was Long Daoling at the time, and the other was Chu Huaijiang later.

Long Daoling's strength came from his genius talent, and he was extremely powerful in those days.

Chu Huaijiang's ability came from his steady and steady progress, and he has never made any mistakes in all these years.

After Long Daoling disappeared, the focus of the entire Dragon Country martial arts was on Chu Huaijiang.

Although Dong Wanglou is also an absolute strong man, if we really talk about the possibility of reaching the Heaven Realm, Dong Wanglou is still a little worse than Chu Huaijiang.

Because Dong Wanglou himself is a person who does not fight or get angry, the existence of Hengdian is like a shadow, always low-key, and so is Dong Wanglou himself.

A person who is used to being a shadow cannot walk in front of people openly.

So everyone thinks that Dong Wanglou may be a top-notch strong man, and he can still be on par with Chu Huaijiang now.

But Chu Huaijiang will one day surpass that level before him and step onto a new peak.

For today's warriors, the heavenly realm is definitely the highest pursuit.

For example, the old man in front of him has spent his entire life, and he doesn't know how many decades he has stayed in the earthly realm, but he has never stepped into that realm.

After all, human life is limited, and even an old monster will have a day when his lifespan runs out.

So at this time, the old man's eyes gave birth to infinite yearning: "Heavenly realm, heavenly realm... the realm of immortality..."

It is said that if you reach the heavenly realm, you will reach the semi-god and gain immortality.

If you can live forever, what else in this world can't be done?

"What a pity, this young man is not from my sect, otherwise I would really like to help him see if there is really immortality after reaching the heavenly realm!"