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- Morrowind Tower.
This is the residence of Hua Chenfeng, and it is also the place for banquets.
At this moment, in the main hall of the attic, a banquet has been set up, and more than ten figures are sitting here, chatting and laughing happily.
These people are the real top evildoers of the Blood God Palace, and their realms are profound. Looking around, the weakest blood-willed people are all in the seventh level, and there are even eighth levels.
People like Mu Feichen are not the most dazzling here, and they can even be located at the end of the table, above a few people.
"Li Ge, it seems that you have gained the most from this trip to Jietian Dojo. Now that you have entered the high-level god realm, I am afraid that you will have the opportunity to challenge the position of a son of god."
On the left side of the banquet, a man in brocade clothes looked at the last person at the banquet and smiled.
His name is Jiang Tingyu, and he is one of the sons of the Blood God Palace. In terms of status, he is second only to Yan Qingwu and Hua Chenfeng, and in terms of strength, he is even more comparable to Hua Chenfeng. Yan Qingwu is not comparable. sex.
And Xi Mo's Lige was one of the trips to the Jietian Dojo this time. After winning the Dao Fruit and returning to the sect, he took it, successfully broke through the realm, and had a huge improvement.
They all know what the real purpose of inviting Qin Feng to this banquet is. Therefore, those who can sit here, except for the sons and daughters of gods, have all proved their existence.
"Senior Brother Jiang is overrated, and the position of Son of God is still too far away from me." Li Ge said modestly.
"Don't be arrogant or impatient, the future can be expected." Jiang Tingyu nodded, like an elder comforting a younger generation.
Li Ge is not annoyed, the rules of the Blood God Palace are strict, and the status of the son and goddess is far higher than that of other disciples. If there is any dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction, then work hard to defeat them, and replace them with the same status.
"It's really rare for Li Ge to have such a harvest, but I'm even more curious about the existence of Qin Feng, who can sweep Ye Lingyun and the others away." On the opposite side of Jiang Tingyu, a woman said.
Her appearance is ordinary, not outstanding, but her temperament is extraordinary. If you feel it carefully, it is not difficult to find that she is also a eightfold god.
Liu Siyi, the goddess of the Blood God Palace, has almost the same status and strength as Hua Chenfeng and Jiang Tingyu.
Sitting here, she is not hostile to Qin Feng because of Yan Qingwu, but in the end the purpose is the same, they are all here for Qin Feng.
Hearing the name Qin Feng, all the Tianjiao present were a little interested.
"Rumors are always exaggerated. Although Ye Lingyun and the others are good, they are only good. Even if they grow up in the future, it will be difficult to compete for the position of God Son. It is indeed good that Qin Feng can sweep them away, but if he wants to be called peerless, he may still Not enough." Jiang Tingyu's eyes were restrained.
He is also one of Yan Qingwu's admirers, perhaps not because of her admiration for Yan Qingwu herself, but because of her talent and status, he wants to hold hands with her, and use Yan Qingwu to spy on the next Palace Master.
?To tell the truth, among the many admirers of the Blood God Palace, who is not like this? If Yan Qingwu has no evil talent and unprecedented potential, who will take it?
"Senior Brother Jiang is right. We can do it by sweeping away Ye Lingyun and others, and crushing many people in the same situation. Then Qin Feng is not worthy of being called peerless." Someone echoed.
"If he is proud and complacent with this record, and thinks that there is no one in the Blood God Palace, he will definitely pay a heavy price." Someone shook his head and laughed.
"yes."
Zhu Qiang agreed and nodded.
? To be able to become a Goddess of Gods, instinct has proved their natural strength. As for the others, they have also proved that they can sit here and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Sons of Gods.
Therefore, all the top figures present, their pride can be imagined.
They will let Qin Feng know that there are still people in the Blood God Palace, and he is not qualified to be called peerless, let alone watch Yan Qingwu, and even not worthy of having so many Dao fruits.
"coming!"
Suddenly, someone spoke, and many Tianjiao quickly stopped their voices and raised their eyes to look outside the hall.
At this moment, many blood cultivators have already gathered outside the temple. They all heard that Hua Chenfeng invited Qin Feng to a banquet. Almost all the sons and goddesses gathered together, as well as several top powerhouses. The purpose is self-evident.
They are not qualified to attend the banquet, but they also want to witness this banquet, to see how Qin Feng was suppressed, to see how embarrassing he is, and how face he has to stay in the Blood God Palace.
Crash.
Countless blood cultivators outside the hall quickly spread out a passage, and saw the smiling Hua Chenfeng striding forward with Qin Feng.
"Brother Qin, please."
Hua Chenfeng was humble and polite, and extended his hand at the door to greet him.
Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and he stepped into the hall with steady steps. He didn't even look at the blood cultivators around him, let alone the top figures in the hall.
How could he not know Hua Chenfeng's intentions? Naturally, in such a situation,No surprises.
"Everyone, let me introduce to you."
Hua Chenfeng walked into the hall, looked at everyone and introduced him: "I believe you have already heard of Qin Feng's name, that's right, this person is Qin Feng, the disciple of the Blood Sword God."
"Are you Qin Feng?"
Jiang Tingyu and others looked at Qin Feng with scrutiny in their eyes, and the faint blood was permeating, carrying a strong blood coercion.
"It's me." Qin Feng's complexion was wrong, the wind was light and calm.
"I heard that when you went to Jietian Dojo, you were only a first-level god, and you broke through several levels in just half a year, and now you are in the seventh level?" Jiang Tingyu looked at Qin Feng meaningfully.
"So what?" Qin Feng remained indifferent.
"A journey of practice should be one step at a time. Blindly pursuing the speed of breakthrough will only leave hidden dangers and even lead to unstable foundations." Jiang Tingyu said quietly.
These words are not only preaching, but also ironic, saying that Qin Feng only pursues the speed of practice, and does not understand practice at all.
"Are you teaching me how to practice?" Qin Feng's voice became indifferent.
?The intentions of these people are obvious, so how can he talk nicely to each other, and start preaching when they first meet, who are you?
"I don't dare to be a teacher, it's just a little suggestion from me." Jiang Tingyu laughed.
"What qualifications do you have to give me advice and teach me how to practice?" Qin Feng said bluntly, and with one word, the expressions of many blood cultivators changed slightly.
This guy was really crazy enough, he actually asked Banjiang to listen to the rain after he arrived.
Boom.
When Jiang Tingyu's eyebrows were condensed slightly, Li Ge at the end of Xi slammed the table and stood up, and shouted: "Qin Feng, Brother Jiang is the son of my sect god, cultivated to the eighth level, and according to the rules of the practice world, you It¡¯s not an exaggeration to be called a senior, it¡¯s your honor that Senior Brother Jiang can give you advice, don¡¯t be ignorant.¡±
His voice was like thunder, and it contained majestic blood, shaking the entire hall, and made many blood cultivators outside the hall feel the strong wind blowing like waves, and many people could not help but sway their bodies and retreat a few times step.
The coercion of blood like a wave hit Qin Feng's body, but it was like a breeze blowing on his face, not even the hem of his clothes.
"Yeah?"
Qin Feng glanced at Li Ge indifferently, and said indifferently: "Since you think it is an honor, then go kneel and lick it. As for me, he is not qualified to preach in front of me."
"Arrogance!"
Li Ge was furious, and Jiang Tingyu's expression gradually turned cold. The more than ten blood cultivators in the hall all stared at Qin Feng with gloomy eyes, showing their sharpness and blood.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed extremely oppressive, and the air flow seemed to freeze, making it difficult to breathe.
"Okay, everyone is busy practicing on weekdays, so it's rare to sit together and get together. This is a rare opportunity. Let's take a seat first." At this moment, Hua Chenfeng said, and took the lead towards the main seat.
Seemingly trying to save Qin Feng from the siege, but when Qin Feng glanced at the banquet, he sneered.
There are no vacancies, and there is no seat for him.
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