100,000 Years of Body Refining

Chapter 642: Feast without good feast

Chenfeng Building.

This is the residence of Huachenfeng, 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 a dozen figures are sitting here, chatting and laughing.

These people are the real top evildoers of the Blood God Palace, and their realm is high and deep. Looking at it, the weakest blood will be the seventh realm, and even the eighth realm.

Such as Mian Feichen, it is not the most dazzling here, and it can only be located at the end of the meeting, only above a few people.

"Li Ge, this time Jietian Daochang and his party, it seems that you have gained the most. Now you are in the high-level Celestial God Realm, I am afraid that there is a chance to challenge the position of a **** child."

At the banquet, on the left side of the head, a man in jinyi looked at the end of the party and smiled.

His name is Jiang Tingyu, the eighth realm of the **** of heaven, and he is one of the gods of the blood **** palace. In terms of status, he is second only to Yan Qingwu and Huachenfeng. In terms of strength, he is even more comparable to Huachenfeng. Yan Qingwu is not comparable. sex.

And Ximo's Li Ge was one of the members who went to the Jietian Dojo this time. After winning the Dao Fruit and taking it back to the sect, he broke the boundary smoothly and improved tremendously.

They all knew what the real purpose of this banquet was for Qin Feng. Therefore, all the people who can sit here, except for the goddess and goddess, have proved their existence.

"Senior Brother Jiang is too acclaimed, the position of the son of **** is still too far away from me." Li Ge said modestly.

"No arrogance or rashness, the future can be expected." Jiang Tingyu nodded, as if the elders were pleased with the younger generations.

It is not annoying to leave the song. The Blood God Palace has strict rules and the status of the goddess and goddess is much higher than that of other disciples. If there is any dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction, then work hard to defeat it and replace it with the same status and status.

"It's really rare for Lige to have such a harvest, but I'm even more curious about what kind of existence Qin Feng can sweep Ye Lingyun and the others." A woman spoke up across from Jiang Tingyu.

Her appearance is ordinary and not outstanding, but her temperament is extraordinary. If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that she is also an eight-fold god.

Liu Siyi, the goddess of the Blood God Palace, has the same status and strength as Hua Chenfeng and Jiang Tingyu.

She was sitting here, not because Yan Qingwu was hostile to Qin Feng, but in the final analysis, the purpose was the same, and they came for Qin Feng.

Hearing the name Qin Feng, the Tianjiao all present a little bit of interest.

"The 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 gods. It is indeed good for Qin Feng to sweep them, but he wants to be called peerless. Not enough." Jiang Tingyu's pupils were restrained.

He is also one of Yan Qingwu's admirers, perhaps not admiring Yan Qingwu herself, but rushing to her innate identity, wanting to hold hands with Yan Qingwu and peep at the position of the next palace lord with the help of Yan Qingwu.

To be honest, there are many admirers of the Blood God Palace, who is not so, if Yan Qingwu has no enchanting talent and unprecedented potential, who will love it?

"Senior Brother Jiang is right. Sweeping Ye Lingyun and others, and overwhelming many of the same realm, I can do it, then Qin Feng is not worthy of being a peerless." Someone agreed.

"If he is proud and complacent with this record, he thinks that there is no one in the Blood God Palace, and he will pay a painful price." Someone shook his head and laughed.

"Yup."

All the forces agreed, and they all nodded.

Being able to become the goddess and goddess, instinct has proved the talent and strength, as for the other people, it is also proved that they can sit here and stand shoulder to shoulder with the goddesses and goddesses.

Therefore, all the people present are top-notch people, and their pride can be imagined.

They will let Qin Feng know that there are still people in the Blood God Palace. He is not qualified enough to be called a peerless, let alone peeping at Yan Qingwu, and even not worthy of having so many Dao Fruits.

"coming!"

Suddenly, someone spoke, and many Tianjiao quickly closed their voices and raised their eyes to look outside the hall.

At this moment, many blood cultivators had already gathered outside the temple. They all heard that the Brilliance Wind banquet invited Qin Feng, and almost all the gods and goddesses gathered together, as well as several top powerhouses. The purpose was self-evident.

They are not qualified to be seated, but they also want to witness this banquet, to see how Qin Feng is suppressed, to see how shameful he is, and what kind of face remains in the Blood God Palace.

Wow.

Outside the hall, countless Xue Xiu quickly dispersed a passage, and saw Hua Chenfeng with a smile on his face coming with Qin Feng in strides.

"Brother Qin, please."

Hua Chenfeng was humble and polite, reaching out at the door to please.

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and he stepped into the hall at a steady pace, not even looking at the **** repairs around him, let alone the top figures in the hall.

How could he not know the intentions of Brilliance Chenfeng? Naturally, he would not be surprised by such a situation.

"Everyone, let me introduce to you."

Hua Chenfeng walked into the main hall and looked at the introduction of the people: "I believe you have heard of Qin Feng's name. That's right, this person is Qin Feng, a disciple of the Blood Sword God."

"Are you Qin Feng?"

Jiang Tingyu and the others looked at Qin Feng with scrutiny, and the faint blood flowed out, with a strong blood pressure.

"It's me." Qin Feng's expression shouldn't be, the wind is light and the clouds are calm.

"I heard that when you went to the Jietian Taoist Temple, you were only a beginner-level god, and you have broken several times in just half a year. Now you are in the seventh realm?" Jiang Tingyu looked at Qin Feng meaningfully.

"So what?" Qin Feng remained calm.

"The journey of practice should have taken one step at a time. The blind pursuit of breaking through the boundary will only leave hidden dangers and even cause the foundation to become unstable." Jiang Tingyu said quietly.

These words were not only preaching, but also ironic, saying that Qin Feng only pursued the speed of practice, and did not understand practice at all.

"Are you teaching me to practice?" Qin Feng's voice began to become indifferent.

These people's intentions are very obvious. How can he speak well, and start preaching when you meet for the first time. Who are you?

"I dare not be a teacher, it's just a little suggestion." Jiang Tingyu smiled.

"What qualifications do you have to give me advice and teach me to practice?" Qin Feng said unceremoniously, with a single word, the expressions of many blood cultivators changed slightly.

This son is really crazy enough, after arriving, he directly called Banjiang Tingyu.

Bang.

When Jiang listened to Yu's eyebrows condensed slightly, Xi Mo’s Li Gemeng stood up at the table and shouted: "Qin Feng, Brother Jiang is the **** of my sect. He has cultivated to the eighth realm. According to the rules of the spiritual world, you will It’s not an exaggeration to speak of seniors. Brother Jiang can advise you. It’s your honour. Don’t know what is good or bad."

His voice is like thunder, containing the majestic blood, and the shocking hall is shaken by it, and it makes many blood practitioners outside the temple, only to feel the strong wind blowing, like the waves coming, many people can't help but sway and retreat. step.

The pressure of blood like a wave slapped Qin Feng's body, but just like a breeze, he couldn't even move the corners of his clothes.

"is it?"

Qin Feng glanced at Lige indifferently, and said indifferently: "Since you think it's an honor, then you can kneel and lick it. As for me, he is not qualified to preach in front of me."

"Arrogant!"

Li Ge was furious, and Jiang Tingyu's expression gradually became cold. There were more than ten Xue Xiu in the hall, all staring at Qin Feng with gloomy eyes, sharp and bloody.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed extremely depressed, and the airflow seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

"Well, everyone is busy practicing on weekdays. It's rare to sit together and get together. The opportunity is rare. Let's take a seat first." At this moment, Hua Chenfeng said, and took the lead to move towards the main seat.

It seemed that he was breaking the siege for Qin Feng, but when Qin Feng scanned the banquet, he sneered.

There is no vacancy for the seat, he has no place.

It's really no good feast.

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