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Chapter 430 Black Pot

Despite this, when Qin Feng's ordinary sword came, it was obvious that the formation diagram in the void had dissipated. However, Yu Wencheng was still unable to completely dodge Qin Feng's sword that could transcend time and space.

A brutal roar burst out from the cracks in space.

The hoarse voice obviously showed that he had suffered serious injuries.

"As expected of a warrior with the blood of the ancient gods, his control over space escape is extraordinary."

To be honest, Qin Feng really didn't expect that Yu Wencheng would choose to escape.

By the time the change was noticed, it was already too late.

"However, if I were to kill you with my sword, it would take at least several months to recover!"

Qin Feng said confidently.

"You are really Ximen Chuixue!"

Suddenly, Xiao Qi's voice was filled with excitement.

"I am Qin Feng, Ximen Chuixue is just a pseudonym of mine!"

Qin Feng felt a little baffled by Xiao Qi's excitement.

"It's really you! Ximen Chuixue is the dream of thousands of girls. I didn't expect to be able to see Ximen Chuixue alive. I'm so happy!"

Xiao Qi has transformed into a little fan girl, and her demeanor has undergone a 360-degree change from that of a heroine.

As a result, an idea flashed through Qin Feng's mind.

"There are so many goddesses in this world. You just haven't discovered their female genius."

Qin Feng cursed in his heart.

These are all extraneous remarks.

A small character like Dai Jiao would have disappeared under the Five Elements Mountain without him taking action.

In other words, the only thing that can attract the two of them now is the Jinluan Palace in the distance.

After all, being able to make the powerful men of the three empires give up fighting for the possible existence of the Human Emperor's Law means that there is definitely something incredible in the Golden Palace.

In an instant, Qin Feng and others had already stepped into the Golden Palace.

Soon, they appeared in a magnificent palace.

A kind of divine and holy pressure permeated the hall, and a kind of silent awe seemed to arise in the heart unconsciously.

At this time, several figures were fighting madly around a dragon chair made of gold. There were many corpses lying on the ground, all of which were obviously followers of the three empires.

The Five Elements Divine Body, the dragon walks and the tiger steps!

The mysterious swordsman kills decisively!

The octogenarian is so angry that he swallows mountains and rivers!

The fighting power of the three people was extremely terrifying.

There were some warriors from the three empires around, and they seemed to understand that killing each other was completely meaningless.

Although there was a confrontation, there was no thought of taking action again.

Qin Feng's eyes instantly fell on a golden dragon chair.

"This is the core of the entire palace. As long as you can refine the golden dragon chair, you can control this palace. It is even possible to control the huge city in your hands."

Sensing Qin Feng's gaze, Xiao Qi also looked horrified: "If we can control this huge city, wouldn't it mean that the so-called Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is also under our control? This is simply a terrifying force that can move at any time."

Not to mention the Broken Blade Sect, even the eight major families in the Chinese world, or the foundations of the three holy lands, cannot compare with it.

Qin Feng's eyes fell on the golden dragon chair, and he was not just curious about why the three of them were fighting for the dragon chair.

Instead, he discovered that he actually noticed that the mysterious lines on the golden dragon chair were similar to those of Xingchen Weiqi.

"If these warriors, who have earned a life and death, learn that it is impossible to refine the golden dragon chair no matter what, will they burst into tears!"

Now Qin Feng has completely concluded that without the stars as a chess piece, these warriors will definitely be in vain if they fight to the end.

Just like this, he was not in a hurry to refine the golden dragon chair.

He looked around at the scene leisurely.

However, the expressions of the warriors from the three empires were not good-looking.

Qin Feng and Xiao Qi appeared safe and sound, but there was no news about Yu Wencheng, the first holy son of Tianlu Academy.

Do you believe that Yu Wencheng, the most dignified and dignified saint son, will not be aware of the possible creation of Jinluan Palace?

Now he has not appeared. There is only one possibility, that is, he has been defeated or even beheaded, so he does not appear here.

The fighting power of Tianlu Academy's No. 1 Holy Son is definitely not weak.

At least none of the strong men present had the confidence to kill him alone.

Just like this, Qin Feng and Xiao Qi appeared together, attracting the attention of the three major warriors who were fighting.

Even if the other party made no movement at all, they were still on guard.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's expression looked a little startled.

A drop of ordinary-looking blood lay on the golden dragon chair.

Just now, warriors from the three empires were fighting around, and a drop of blood appeared on the dragon chair. There seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

But Qin Feng discovered something unusual about this drop of blood.

It is not the blood of the human race, but comes from the sea race Russ.

"I just said that I couldn't find you just now. I didn't expect that you were very clever. While everyone was attracted to the Sutra Pavilion, you appeared directly in the Golden Palace. Try to refine the golden seat a little bit.

"

A slight sneer flashed across Qin Feng's brows, and he was thinking.

"Originally, I was still thinking that if I refine the golden dragon chair in front of the three empires, it will cause unnecessary trouble. After all, whether it is Tianlu Academy, or the relationship between Wu Huo and others, my identity will sooner or later be

To be exposed."

"It doesn't matter to me. Even Qin Feng from Jixia Academy is not worried. With the protection of the Lord of Shinto, it is impregnable. But the warriors who have had a relationship with me must have suffered greatly. Now, the Hai Clan is a very good person.

The scapegoat.”

Thinking of this, he was already secretly trying to refine the golden seat.

Sure enough, when Qin Feng turned the stars into a chess piece, a monstrous will suddenly began to rise on the golden seat.

The powerful men of the three empires who were fighting were swept away like a mauling force.

And there was also a somewhat inexplicable look on the face of Sea Clan Russ who was hidden under the golden dragon chair.

He had used endless tricks just now, but he couldn't do anything to the golden dragon chair.

Now, he actually felt that the golden dragon chair was being refined rapidly.

Of course, his feeling of refinement was caused by Qin Feng temporarily giving him part of the use rights of the golden dragon chair.

Suddenly, a feeling of lawlessness arose, as if every corner of the entire palace was easily controlled by him.

"Haha! The imperial city of the Fallen Leaf Dynasty fell into my hands, and I am already invincible! Butcher Qin, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Shrouded in endless divine brilliance, Ruth's figure on the golden seat looked a bit sacred.

Where is Qin Feng?

He pretended to be panicked: "Is it you? You're not dead?" (To be continued)


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