"Clang!"
The door swung open from the inside with a soft sound.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was as if a thunderclap had erupted in that instant, causing it to shake violently.
Not only that.
The pressure that was pressing down on the elders of the god's design attic and the black fiendish aura that the disciples were emitting had all disappeared.
In an instant, it was all gone.
He was crushed by an even more powerful force!
The crowd was startled and immediately quieted down. Everyone looked at the young man at the entrance.
It stopped for a moment.
A presbyter of god's tribe coldly asked in disdain, "A waste of Warrior Realm? god's design attic has such a trash? "
Abbot Whitebrow stood up with difficulty and said with excitement, "Martial Ancestor!"
The entire audience was silent again, looking at Bai Mei in shock, then looked at Long Fei.
"Puchi!"
"Hahaha... "Hahaha..." presbyter of god's tribe laughed crazily.
Those weapons craftsmen from the other sects also started to laugh loudly.
"Hahaha …"
"Is Abbot Whitebrow an idiot?"
"It must be just my brain."
"He's actually calling me a little grandmaster, and one even more so a waste of the Warrior Realm. Hahaha …" I'm dying of laughter! White-brow, you can call me Grand Ancestor Master now, hahaha … "
Many people mocked him.
presbyter of god's tribe said: "god's design attic was single-handedly created by you all. He is your master, I never thought that he would even have a master, hahaha …"
"But... His master is actually a trash of the Warrior Realm. "
"Oh my god, I'm going to die from laughter!"
"I always thought that your god's design attic was not bad. Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter! "
There was nothing to mock about Long Fei's appearance.
However …
As the ancestor master of Abbot Whitebrow, he was different.
Moreover.
Even the elders and disciples of the god's design attic were stunned. Many of them reminded him in a low voice: "Second Pavillion Master, where did the ancestor come from? Our master doesn't even have a master, how could we have a grandmaster?"
"Master, did you get it wrong?"
"Who is this kid?"
Everyone was talking about it.
On the plaza, both the god's tribe and the sect's artificers were laughing at him.
But!
The eyes of the two ancient strong s turned sinister, their gaze were sharp as knives, looking at Long Fei, the two of them did not move their gazes away from him, and only stared at him.
His expression darkened.
In the dark.
But it was boiling!
"It's the boss!"
"It's big brother Long Fei!"
"Hahaha... "Brat, you've finally appeared. I thought you wouldn't come."
… ….
"Boss!"
Both of Li Yuanba's eyes were filled with tears as he clenched his fists tightly. The space around him had been torn apart and the thick and pure energy seemed to be able to shatter space itself.
Qingyi also looked at Long Fei, then looked at Li Yuanba. She was a little jealous, and muttered: "You will always be number one in the heart of looby."
It was as if he was jealous.
… ….
An old man whispered into Murong Xiong's ears, "City Lord, he is the Young Lord."
Murong Xiong had never seen Long Fei before, he only knew that his nephew was called Long Fei.
Hearing the words of the old man beside him, his eyes suddenly sank. "My nephew? My sister's son! "
Old eyes tear-filled.
Murong Xiong's expression was incomparably excited, and was about to rush out.
However, he was pulled back by two old men and said: "City Lord, there's no rush, if you go out like this, you will only reveal his identity. You must know that he is god's tribe's most wanted criminal."
"Also."
"His cultivation..."
"Why is it Warrior Realm? When the western regions was collapsing, his cultivation should have been at Overlord Realm, but how did he become a Warrior Realm after disappearing for a year? "
Murong Xiong grinned, "You know my ass, he's my nephew, my nephew. I can't even see through him, how can you see through him?"
"Hahaha …"
The elder smiled awkwardly, "Yes, yes, the lord is right. The young lord was born of the young lady, how could we see through him?"
The three Mu Clan siblings.
Be it in terms of talent, potential, or physical aptitude, Mu Wan'er was the strongest.
She was the strongest in Mu Clan for the past ten million years.
Furthermore, the fusion between him and the number one genius of the Long Family, Long Zhanting, and the fusion of some kind of power, how could ordinary people see through such a strong power?
However …
Even though he said that, Murong Xiong was still very worried in his heart.
Moreover.
That was his nephew.
Right now, he did not even know where his sister was. His second brother Murong Qi had also disappeared and he was not married either.
If something were to happen to him, even Murong Xiong himself would not forgive himself.
And then …
Murong Xiong said: The two of you go to his side, whoever dares to touch him, immediately kill them!
The two old men moved slightly as they travelled through the void.
A slight ripple appeared in the space beside Long Fei.
Two old men were in position!
Murong Xiong laughed excitedly, "My nephew, you finally appeared, hehe …"
… ….
In the plaza.
The ancient strong in front of the Refining Platform retracted his gaze and turned over with one hand.
"Boom!"
The Black Fury Skill condensed once again.
It was a black mass, and this time, it covered half of the god's design attic. It was like thick layers of clouds that were constantly rolling down, and a powerful force continuously came crushing down!
"Boom!"
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"Boom …"
Long Fei raised both his eyes, and said indifferently: "Is this the power of your so-called true ancient alchemy?"
Finished.
He raised his foot and lightly descended.
"Buzz!"
A beam of light shot out from the ground.
Instantly!
The black infernal energy in the sky vanished.
This step was like an earth-shattering one.
The expressions of those people who were mocking Long Fei a moment ago were warped and ugly, as if they had just been slapped in the mouth. All of their eyes were staring at Long Fei.
ancient strong's aura shook.
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This time, both hands moved at the same time.
The black devilish qi wrapped around his body rushed towards Long Fei like two Flood Dragon s.
It continued to emit vicious roars.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The scene was extremely shocking.
There were many people secretly worrying about Long Fei.
"Boss, be careful!"
"I have to get out, I can't let Big Brother Long Fei disappear once again."
"I …"
… ….
They had to lose control.
However, it was still stopped by Elder Swordsman and the rest.
Facing the two gigantic Flood Dragon s, Long Fei acted like he didn't see them, and walked towards Refining Platform, step by step.
With a heavy cry, Abbot Whitebrow said, "Martial Ancestor, be careful!"
Long Fei smiled slightly.
The Flood Dragon rammed into him.
The Flood Dragon's head instantly shattered when it was still half a meter away from him.
The Flood Dragon's body continued to strike.
However, it was as if there was a air shield on Long Fei's body, blocking all of the energy outside. It could not hurt a single hair on his body.
This was not the case.
If the ancient strong wasn't released by the Refining Force, Long Fei would have already been blasted flying.
But the power released by the ancient strong was the Refining Force.
If that was the case …
His artifact spirit, Refining Technics could completely crush others. Even if the Ancient Artifact Forging King appeared, it would be useless, let alone his strength in the ancient alchemy.
Their realms were on a completely different level!
Long Fei walked to Refining Platform step by step. Looking at the ancient strong, he smiled lightly and said: "Is it fun?"