As Qin Feng continued to tell, those warriors from the Star Sect, Su Family, and Martial Alliance who had never experienced the underground palace were slowly attracted to it.
The appearance of life master Pang Xuan!
Everyone's expressions changed slightly to astonishment.
On the ceiling of the underground palace, there are sculptures imprinted with the growth of a generation of empresses in the chaotic ancient times, making many people seem to be immersed in the empress's sadness.
In other words, being able to understand the rise of the empress in such a systematic way shocked the heart of Master Pang Xuan.
Everyone gradually became immersed in Qin Feng's story.
There are countless ghost generals in the nine-story demon tower.
In front of the turbulent Huangquan River, Monan, the supreme genius of the mighty Chu Empire, was reduced to naked body, and even the treasures on his body were blackmailed by the ruthless knife.
Many warriors from professional associations foolishly ended up with the same fate.
It was too late for everyone to laugh at the stupidity of professional associations.
I was already stunned by the majestic appearance of the endless terracotta warriors and horses, and I couldn't help but be shocked.
Qin Feng has great potential as a storyteller and vividly recounted every scene that happened.
The Origin Stone with a radius of a hundred acres shocked everyone, and the scene of the supreme young man passing on his faith and becoming a god made everyone excited.
"Is that the true interpretation of Shinto that leads directly to the path to the gods?"
Suddenly, everyone became in an uproar.
Many people's eyes flashed with greed, and they had already targeted Qin Feng, who seemed to only know how to talk nonsense.
Qin Feng didn't seem to notice and continued talking.
The supreme empress traveled across the world and traveled through three thousand worlds just to find the boy's footprints. This scene made everyone feel a sense of regret.
The huge bronze coffin swallows the world.
Billions of gods and demons are sacrificed!
At this time, everyone was shocked and unable to extricate themselves.
Just imagining the scene at that time, everyone's scalps were numb and their whole bodies were shaking involuntarily.
Qin Feng was no longer interested in continuing.
Instead, he said something meaningful: "In the underground palace, the warriors who have the true understanding of Shinto include me, the life master Pang Xuan, the eleven elders of the professional association, the warriors of the Long family, and the Great Chu Empire.
of Monan.”
The remaining seven Long family warriors looked shocked. They wanted to say that the Long family warriors who had received the Shinto inheritance had been killed.
But Qin Feng's seemingly indifferent glance made the Long family warrior shut up.
At this time, they already understood that Wu Wu Qing Dao's plan was to make people covet him, so that he could take action against the Long family and seize the so-called true understanding of Shinto.
Now, they cannot refute, which is equivalent to acquiescing to this matter. It can be said that the yellow mud fell on the crotch, and if it is not good, it will be good!
"The Ruthless Knife? It is said to be the best in swordsmanship, invincible in body, and the best in flying knives, but it claims to be a sculptor. I think you are a fool. If you don't say it, who will know that you have obtained the true power of Shinto?"
Solution? A carver who can only boast nonsense, you are the food on the chopping board. Now, hand over the true solution of Shinto to me. I will give you a happy life!"
At this moment, a strong wind flashed in the void, and a huge green roc appeared.
"Silly bird! Now that you know my title, you shouldn't be so arrogant!"
Qin Feng said this.
"How dare you scold me! Watch me take you down. There are countless ways to make you tell everything you know."
The green roc spreads its wings, and a terrifying claw suddenly appears. Ancient and vicissitudes, endless divine light flows on the claw, exuding terror, and an invincible atmosphere that penetrates the world.
"Qingpeng Divine Claw!"
Qingpeng's eyes radiated endless cold light, like countless lightning flashes.
The aura all over his body surged crazily, converging towards his paws.
As the Qingpeng divine claws continued to land, the surrounding onlookers already felt a deep sense of crisis.
Unprecedented pressure has enveloped them, and even their breathing has become rapid.
One can imagine how horribly suppressed the Wuqingdao will be under the claws of the Qingpeng God.
But Qing Wu Dao's expression never changed.
Seeing that the divine claw was approaching, Qin Feng, the ruthless sword, suddenly smiled and said in a deep voice: "This Qingpeng, have you forgotten something? I have mentioned it more than once, I am a sculptor, destined to become the greatest
A sculptor is remembered by others. Do you know what kind of punishment you will suffer if you offend a sculptor?"
Qin Feng's words made everyone who had never seen his methods feel ridiculous.
"Can a small sculptor still be able to defy heaven?"
"A classic lesson in how pretending to be cool will turn you into a fool!"
"Qingpeng is a legendary powerhouse. Those claws with bursts of cold light cannot be compared with even ordinary magic weapons. Sculptor? What can he do? It's not even enough to plug the gap between his teeth!"
…
Facing the ridicule, Qin Feng remained indifferent.
He slowly stretched out his palm, and a lifelike peacock sculpture appeared in his hand.
Seeing this peacock, all the remaining warriors of the Long family couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and fled away one after another.
Even though they had seen the power of the peacock before, and saw Wu Meng, Star Sect, etc. taking out the peacock with the Wu Qing Dao, they still looked at it with burning eyes.
It seems that only by seeing the peacock show off its power with their own eyes will they believe the sculptor's terror.
Where is Qingpeng?
It was like I heard the funniest thing in the world: "You are a rubbish sculptor and you still want me to be punished. Are you still awake?"
"Can I understand that you are mocking the profession of engraver?"
Facing the sarcasm and ridicule, Qin Feng's face remained as calm as water and he said slowly.
Hearing this, all the warriors in the room were once again collectively dumbfounded.
They really didn't expect that Wu Qingdao would ask such stupid words.
"That's right! It's just nonsense. It can reveal the true understanding of Shinto and the secret cultivation techniques that can directly lead to the path of the gods. There is indeed something wrong with your brain."
At this time, Qingpeng did not directly answer Qin Feng's words, but showed aloofness, his eyes full of contempt.
"I ask you again, are you laughing at the profession of engraver?"
Qin Feng's voice became deeper, and a suppressed aura suddenly emerged, like a thousand waves.
"You're right! Not only do I want to laugh at the sculptor, I also want to trample on the sculptor's dignity. Are you very angry when you hear this? It's a pity that you are just a boaster and can only become a dish on the chopping board!
"
Qingpeng's triangular eyes looked at Qin Feng coldly, spitting out each word.
An aura that dominates the world surges towards Qin Feng.
"You are trampling on a sculptor's dream! No forgiveness! Absolutely no forgiveness!"
Qin Feng looked solemn, touching the peacock sculpture, and said like an intimacy between lovers: "Those warriors who desecrate the sculptor's profession and trample on the dignity of the sculptor's profession will bear the fire of the sculptor's anger. Fly! Little one.
Peacock! Fight for the dignity of the sculptor." (To be continued)