Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh read the sky
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the day when Jixia Academy opened came.
On this day, countless people flocked to Jixia Academy.
Looking at the deserted Jixia Academy in the distance, even some people once had a little expectation in their hearts for the omnipotent Qin Feng.
After all, Qin Feng is a legend among the Nine Kingdoms of the Eastern Region.
Now that they were forced to this level by foreign warriors, many people held their breath.
At this time, all expectations have been completely turned into ashes.
Many people shook their heads and sighed.
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, a drum sound like raindrops and some strange percussion instruments sounded.
Attract everyone's attention.
I saw a group of solemn-looking old men gradually appearing in the empty square of Jixia Academy.
Like pilgrims, they appeared one after another, chanting some sacred words, making the scene more solemn.
Although, no one has ever seen such a scene.
Unknowingly, I still fell into a state of relaxation and joy that I have never felt before.
"Holy! Solemn! So good! I really like it!"
At this moment, accompanied by a cold snort, more than a dozen figures strode over.
The person who spoke was a young man with a face like a crown jewel, a straight figure, and a great majesty in his movements that made people feel a sense of majesty.
But on his chest, there is a medal that does not belong to his age. Nine pill furnaces are stacked together, exposing his identity.
This is a ninth-grade alchemist from the Dayu Professional Association.
In the Dayu Kingdom, there are very few ninth-grade alchemists, and everyone has seen the face of the second elder of the Dayu Professional Association.
The person in front of him is obviously Mingyu, the first elder of the Dayu Professional Association, who has hardly appeared in front of people.
For a moment, everyone felt surprised.
Dayu Professional Association plays an important role in the joint statement.
There is definitely hatred that cannot be alleviated between him and Qin Feng's Jixia Academy.
At this time, why does it feel a bit incredible to say such compliments?
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Could it be said that the Dayu Professional Association is about to relent?
Seemingly seeing the doubts in everyone's hearts, Mingyu's expression became arrogant, and obvious contempt could be seen deep in his eyes: "I really like it! Nowadays, the ceremonies in Jixia Academy are becoming more spectacular and sacred.
.In the end, when they didn’t even recruit a single disciple, they were slapped in the face the most brutally. This is what is called, the higher you climb, the harder you fall.”
Hearing this, everyone took a deep breath.
I have a deep fear of Mingyu, the first elder who looks young but is a grandfather.
"Well said! I watched him build a Zhulou, watched him entertain guests, and watched his tower collapse!"
In the distance, a huge golden chariot was traveling across the void.
It seemed like it was still hundreds of feet away, but it was as fast as the blink of an eye.
An imposing young man sat in the sacred chariot, with endless divine light bursting out from his body. He was like a young true god.
As his eyes opened and closed, his dazzling gaze was like the sun releasing endless energy.
He is very powerful and his background is definitely extraordinary.
Just the fact that more than a dozen legendary realm bosses appeared behind him at the same time, like guards, showed how extraordinary he was.
"This is the Holy Son of the True Yang Sect reading the sky!"
Someone let out an incredible scream.
"What? Zhenyangmen? This is the holy land in the Great Chu Empire. Even with the Long family, the top family, there is no concession. And the Holy Son of Zhenyangmen is even more difficult. Rumor has it that he has obtained the ancestor of Zhenyang
The inheritance opened up the secrets in the body and formed the body of the Supreme True Yang!"
"The body of the Supreme True Yang is even more powerful than the so-called warriors who draw the power of the sun star. Look at the moment he opened his eyes just now, his eyes that were like the divine sun already explained a lot of things."
"That's not right! A new doubt arises in my mind. I have never heard that Qin Feng has anything to do with the so-called Zhenyang Clan. How could a warrior from the Zhenyang Clan come to visit him now? And he is also the Holy Son.
Come to the door in person?”
…
Everyone is really incredible.
Especially those warriors whose eyes fell in the eyes of the Holy Son of the True Yang Sect just now, those sun-like eyes made them tremble.
The emergence of Zhen Yang Gate is just the beginning.
Taibai Sword Sect!
The appearance of Shuilian Pavilion and other holy places made the square in front of Jixia Academy boil with excitement.
Suddenly, a chanting sound suddenly emerged in the void, as if a supremely powerful man was preaching.
Even Qin Feng was attracted by the sacred scriptures.
Not far away, there was a boy in his teens, wearing a pair of tattered shoes, his toes were sticking out, and his clothes were also very shabby.
He whispered in his mouth, as if he was reciting something.
An erratic aura enveloped his body.
The kind of scriptures that permeate the natural void come from his mouth.
Along the way, there was no strong aura about him, but the crowded crowd around him automatically moved out of the way.
“It’s awesome!”
Even the Holy Son of the True Yang Clan, who had always been aloof, could not help but feel frightened, and his expression became solemn.
"He's actually an ascetic! Even I can't see clearly how deep he is. It's really unbelievable!"
A true disciple of Taibai Sword Sect said in shock.
"Although I didn't take action, I know very well that I am definitely no match for him!"
A woman in Shuilian Pavilion sighed to herself.
"Ascetic monk, why are you here if you don't go trekking across mountains and rivers? Do you also want a share of the pie?"
The Holy Son of the True Yang Sect said with a cold expression.
Hearing this, everyone seemed to understand something.
Qin Feng's identity has been proven, that is the ruthless sword in the ancient temple. The true understanding of Shinto has always been a hurdle that everyone can't get over.
"Donor, I see that your hall is dark, and there may be a bloody disaster. I advise you to leave here quickly!"
The young ascetic said seriously.
"You're looking for death!"
The face of the Holy Son of the True Yang Clan was covered with black lines, like countless crows flying over his head.
"No! You are wrong! The halls of all of you are turning black, and you are obviously suffering from bloody disasters. But I feel that this place has my destiny."
The ascetic monk seemed to be poor at words, and these words had aroused everyone's anger.
Nian Cangqiong was about to reprimand.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark.
A terrifying figure walked slowly, seemingly able to swallow up all the light between heaven and earth. It exuded a terrifying and majestic aura, like a true god patrolling the heaven and earth.
This person is so terrifying that even the Holy Son of the True Yang Sect's eyes suddenly changed, and his heart was extremely horrified!
The onlookers around were trembling even more, and they had the urge to kneel on the ground and worship. (To be continued)