"Forget it, victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs, and Zhou Long doesn't have to die." After a while, Village Chief Ma opened his eyes and said.
"Thank you, the village chief, thank you, the village chief." Hearing these words, Zhou Long's face improved a lot, and he quickly thanked the old village chief Ma.
On his face, there is all the joy of saving his life, but there is no shame and self-blame of losing so many treasures.
Seeing Zhou Long like this, many guests cast their eyes with contempt. From the beginning of the competition to the present, they can see through the essence of Zhou Long.
Before the competition, he was full of self-confidence, and after the competition, he made many excuses, all of which he couldn't afford to lose.
And the lofty ambitions at that time, what to say to apologize for death, was completely casual. In fact, he was very afraid of death.
Such a person, even if he is an enchantment genius, even if such a person can achieve certain achievements in the future, most of them are a scourge, a generation of villains.
And even the guests can see through the essence of Zhou Long, how can the people who seal the ancient village not see through
At this moment, none of the people in Yinfeng Ancient Village were willing to look at Zhou Long again, and they all felt that they had misunderstood before.
"Senior Ma, the junior you selected is too unsatisfactory to compete with me at all."
"However, I can't blame you. After all, in today's Sealing Ancient Village, no matter how much you choose, you can't choose a junior who can compete with me."
"Whether you want to admit it or not, it is a fact that your Sealing Ancient Village is declining." Huang Feng said with a smile, but his words were full of irony.
As for Huang Feng's words, the old village chief Ma just smiled and did not answer, because he had nothing to say, and the ancient village of Yinfeng is indeed not what it used to be.
"You all remember that in the Holy Land of Martialism, when it comes to the technique of enchantment, our world division alliance is well-deserved first."
"Not only were you number one in the past, you are number one now, and you will be number one in the future. You are all world spiritists, so it's best to remember this."
"Because you have to find out who is the boss of the world spiritist world." Seeing that the village chief Ma refused to refute, Huang Feng was even more arrogant, and actually talked about everyone in public.
His intention is very obvious, that is, to stand up and let these world spiritists know that in the Holy Land of Martialism, although there are many ancient spirit formation forces in addition to the world spirit division alliance, there is no force that can compete with the world spiritists. compared to the Divisional Union.
But it is rather ironic that at this moment, if he is a powerful world spiritist of the World Spiritist Alliance, that's all, he is only a junior of the Martial King Realm.
But as an irony, for Huang Feng's remarks, none of the world spiritists present dared to refute anything.
But this can't be blamed on them. After all, Huang Feng has a great victory over Zhou Long in the sealing method. His spirit formation technique is indeed superb. Even many older half-emperor-level gold-robed world spiritists are far from perfect. not as good as him.
As far as they know, Huang Feng is not the strongest spirit formation genius in the World Spiritist Alliance, because he didn't have much prestige before coming here.
But... just like this, the younger generation, who is not even famous, has surpassed the sealing method that the Sealing Ancient Village is best at. This makes them have to believe that the spirit formation technique of the World Spiritist Alliance is really the world. Unparalleled.
"I don't know if the World Spiritist Alliance is the boss, but I know that among the juniors of the World Spiritist, you are not the boss." But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.
As soon as these words came out, it was as if a boulder fell into the calm lake, and the pot exploded immediately.
Everyone turned their attention to the person who spoke, and when they saw this person, the expressions of all those present changed slightly, and they were quite surprised.
Because the one who said these words was none other than Chu Feng in the crowd.
"Who are you? You dare to say such things to me." Huang Feng looked at Chu Feng, his eyes full of ill will.
"Cyanwood Mountain disciple, Chu Feng." Chu Feng replied loudly.
"Cyanwood Mountain? So Chu Feng is a disciple of Cyanwood Mountain?"
"No wonder, no wonder his strength is so strong. It turned out to be a disciple of Cyanwood Mountain. That is one of the nine forces that are as famous as the World Master Alliance, and the well-deserved overlord of the Cyanwood Domain."
As soon as Chu Feng said this, the scene was full of surprise, and everyone began to look at Chu Feng with admiration.
And at this moment, Chu Feng realized that the Cyanwood Mountain was indeed famous in the Holy Land of Martialism. From this moment, Chu Feng could see the changing eyes of the people towards him, and the Cyanwood Mountain still had a certain deterrent power. of.
However, compared to the onlookers, the people in Yinfeng Ancient Village frowned.
If the World Spiritist Alliance is an existence that they cannot afford to provoke, then Cyanwood Mountain is also an existence that they cannot afford to provoke.
Originally, they just thought that Chu Feng might be a genius with some hidden power in the alliance domain, but now it's better, Chu Feng's background is bigger than they expected.
Previously, they treated Chu Feng like that, and they had completely offended Chu Feng, and with Chu Feng's talent, he was definitely a genius-level figure in the Cyanwood Mountain.
So they all felt that they not only offended Chu Feng, but also offended Cyanwood Mountain, how could they feel at ease.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Cyanwood Mountain, no wonder he is so arrogant, but this is not your Cyanwood Domain, and we are not discussing the combat power of martial artists, but the technique of enchantment."
"Do you think that you, as a disciple of Cyanwood Mountain, are qualified to intervene in the field of spirit formation?" Huang Feng asked sarcastically.
"What do you mean, the spirit formation technique of Cyanwood Mountain is inferior to your spirit master alliance?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.
"This is an undoubted fact," Huang Feng said.
"Oh, then do you dare me to compete with the spirit formation technique?" Chu Feng said.
"What? I heard right, you, a disciple of Cyanwood Mountain, actually want to compete with me in spirit formation? Haha, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." After hearing Chu Feng's words, Huang Feng laughed sarcastically. .
At the same time, Sun Lei, Huang Ping, Huang Lang, and Huang Jing all laughed sarcastically.
"What do you mean by laughing, do you dare? Or are you timid?" Chu Feng said with a smile, his expression unchanged.
"Don't dare? I'm afraid that you will lose too much." Under Chu Feng's provocation, Huang Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Since you dare, let's compete. I'll bet on the 100,000 Drops of Sealed Cold Water and a piece of Sealed Ice that you just won," Chu Feng said.
"The tone is not small, you must know how much my 100,000 drops of Sealed Cold Water and Sealed Ice are worth, and what are you betting against me?" Huang Feng asked.
"Take it, how about it?" As Chu Feng spoke, a delicate wooden box appeared in his palm.
"My God, this is..." And when the wooden box was opened, all the people present had their expressions changed greatly and they were shocked.
Because at this moment, inside the wooden box, lie thirty-six, red pearls. These thirty-six pearls not only exude a faint red shimmer, but also exude a distinctive aura.
Every world spiritist can see that these thirty-six red pearls are precious treasures, and they are even more precious treasures that can enhance the spirit formation. (To be continued)