On Tianmu Mountain!

Everyone was frightened, their faces were full of horror, desperately suppressing their heartbeat and breathing, a pair of blazing eyes, staring closely at Qin Feng on the high platform, the void, and the chill gradually spread all over the body from the soles of their feet.

Void step, volley stagnant!

O Grandmaster!

He's really a grandmaster!

The rumors are true.

And it seems that he is not only a martial arts master, but also a magic master.

Double cultivation of law and martial arts!

Many martial artists couldn't believe their eyes, how old he was, just such a young man, he was actually a double grandmaster of magic and martial arts.

What's wrong with the world?

Where did this evil come from?

At this moment, in the hearts of countless people, Gu Qing's talent was so inconspicuous compared to Qin Feng in the void.

This is a real hidden dragon!

Astound!

Palpitation!

Crazy!

All kinds of shocks are constantly permeating the hearts of countless people, like monstrous waves, constantly impacting their bodies and minds, and constantly hitting their hearts.

On the high platform, Gu Qing was also full of sluggish disbelief.

He only felt that in that moment, the mountain of his long-standing dignity collapsed in an instant, like a puppet, and lost his soul.

He couldn't believe it!

The young man who could have been crushed with one hand would actually be an ancient beast.

The moment he really leaked his fangs was when he died.

The breath of death is gradually spreading, and boundless coercion spreads everywhere on the high platform.

In the void, Qin Feng bowed his head, his pupils were like abyss stars, his face was filled with endless indifference, and his big hand was just a light move on the top of his head.

In a flash!

Purple mangs were flourishing, countless purple thunderbolts mixed with terrifying aura fell from the sky, and the thick dark clouds were pierced, decomposed, and dissipated by countless swords like sacks.

At the same time, several thunderbolts glowing with a rich purple glow fell towards Gu Qing's head with a devastating momentum.

"No~~~"

On the side of the high platform, Gu Yuchen's eyes were cracked, his eyes were full of madness, and his originally gentle expression became extremely hideous and terrifying.

As soon as his body moved, he directly turned into a phantom, and he was about to save Gu Qing.

Correct~

Late!

The purple thunder descended into the world, instantly enveloping Gu Qing's body, and he didn't even let out a scream, he was directly annihilated in the thunder.

That's right, total annihilation!

His clothes, his flesh, his bones, and even his soul were all reduced to nothingness under the strongest thunder in this world, and they were completely annihilated!

A generation of geniuses, young masters of magic.

Gu Qing, fall!

High in the sky, Qin Feng stood with his hands in his hands, quietly observing all this, letting the endless purple thunder and white silver snake shine on his side, gradually disappearing into the air.

The dark clouds that shrouded the top of the mountain gradually dissipated with the breeze, and the thunder snake that exuded a terrifying aura slowly disappeared in the air, and the purple mangs like sharp swords also disappeared.

Once again, a large piece of sunlight shone down on everyone's bodies.

It warms their bodies, but it can't warm their hearts, and it can't melt the cold in their hearts like the cold winter of the far north.

Their eyes were torn, their bodies and minds trembled violently, and they were filled with boundless fear, and they slowly looked up at the dark figure in mid-air, but it was like an unreachable divine mansion!

So arrogant.

So powerful.

So cold.

So wicked.

It's adorable, it's longing, it's awe-inspiring, it's terrifying.

Who is he?

Why haven't you heard of his name before?

How could he be so powerful?

Countless people's hearts are questioning and trembling!

On the edge of the high platform, Gu Yuchen looked at the potholed ground on the high platform, which seemed to have been bombarded by countless bombs, but his heart was full of endless grief.

His son, his proud son Gu Qing, died.

Not even a body or even flesh and blood remained, and it was directly reduced to nothingness.

With Gu Qing's talent, it is entirely possible to become the next Long Zhentian, he is the patriarch of the next generation of the Gu family, the next great master of the Gu family, and the hope of the Gu family's future!

However, all this went with his fall.

Everything, everything came to naught.

This is all because of the kid in front of him, Gu Yuchen suddenly raised his head, with endless hatred in his eyes, with a rich ruthlessness and coldness.

This kid must die!

Next to him, Zhang Guangcheng, a ghost Taoist, and Grandma Snake looked at Qin Feng with an indifferent face in mid-air, and their expressions were sluggish, and they couldn't even say a word.

The chill was all over their hearts.

Qin Feng was so strong, so strong that all of them felt terrified!

Even!

They didn't have the slightest confidence that they could defeat Qin Feng alone.

On the other side, Tang Zhonghai, Chen Song, and Luo Yuanhao's faces were even more gloomy and fearful, as if they had seen the life-seeking Yama of hell.

Although they are classified as the heads of the family, the family wealth is innumerable, and the power is monstrous, but in the face of this boundless power, it seems so small.

They're just laymen after all!

As a person in the army, although Wei Jinghong knows a lot of things, how can he ever see such a shocking scene with his own eyes?

For a while, his eyes were fanatical, his face was red, and his whole body was trembling with excitement.

And Wei Zilong behind him was already sluggish, lost his soul, as if he was stupid.

He stared at Qin Feng's figure in such a daze, feeling that he was so small, and that his previous life was so mediocre and ordinary.

He's like a dog!

He's like an ant!

He's like dust!

In front of such a powerful martial artist who controls peerless power, he can't afford to resist in the slightest.

Wei Zilong looked up at Qin Feng's figure in the void, his pupils dilated.

Suddenly~~

It was as if he had seen the shadow of the solitary and dusty shadow before the dark spatial rift.

Indifferent, free and easy.

Reckless, arrogant.

In the corner of the high platform, Qiao Tianfeng's eyes were eagerly staring at Qin Feng's figure, his heart was almost jumping out, Qin Feng's strength showed made him tremble intuitively, and he wanted to worship.

And Luo Chengcheng was also beautiful eyes glowing with soft light, looking at Qin Feng quietly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile with pride and joy.

It was Mu Lao, his brows were tightly twisted together, his slightly chubby body kept shaking, his face was already sweating profusely, and his pupils were almost shrunk into two points.

He stared at Qin Feng's figure deadly, and his mind kept flashing with the appearance of him holding a purple thunder in his hand, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying.

The east of Asia, the south of the Americas, the depths of the ocean, the uninhabited sea, the purple thunder of the fallen world, the earth-shattering waves!

WSC, a sentence from the World Mystery Forum suddenly flashed into Mu Lao's mind, and then there was the terrifying purple thunder sea, the heart-palpitating red sword!

His body seemed to have been struck by thunder, and his heart trembled.

No~~

No, it won't!

How is this possible?

Mu Lao kept denying his guesses in his heart, but the cold sweat on his body was getting more and more!

Sweat raining down!

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