Beast Mountain, countless auras, cut through the heavens and the earth, under the night.
Above the big bird's back, Qin Feng's brow wrinkled slightly and saw the auras that passed from his body, his eyes are completely cold!
"Zhou Hong!"
He is almost growling, in Qin Feng's eyes, suddenly there is a dark purple light in the middle of the valley into the sky clouds!
It took several seconds to dissipate!
With a fierce leap, Qin Feng stepped on the sword and turned it into a blue sword to go to the pillar of light.
The black bird was in a whining, turning into black gas to dissipate.
......
Poison Prison Valley, the land above the altar.
Zhou Hong's hand, when he touched the arm of Nangong Yiren, he instantly felt the aura of his body, and the speed of circulation increased by dozens of times!
This speed is beyond imagination!
