Chapter 37: The Strong!
As if sensing something, Feng Qingge quickly turned around, just in time to see his thoughtful gaze, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Murong, I, I am just anxious......"
Murong Yixuan smiled elegantly and said softly: "It is already extremely rare for an ancient divine beast to appear in our Dazzling Sun Country, not to mention that we have also seen the divine light fall with our own eyes and the divine beast descending?" In fact, you don't have to be too attached to whether you can get it or not, it all depends on chance. ”
"Well, Brother Murong is right, it's Qingge who is anxious." She regained her usual composure and gentleness, and looked at him with admiration.
"Who got the Divine Beast?"
Suddenly, there was a deep cry of coercion in the sky, and the sound contained the breath of spiritual power, which clearly spread around the forest.
Feeling the fluctuation of the spiritual power aura different from the Xuan Li, everyone standing on the edge of the hole was shocked, and they looked up one after another, only to see a middle-aged man in the middle of the air stepping on a flying magic weapon, standing with his hands in his hands and looking down condescendingly, and the majesty of the strong man diffused down at that moment, enveloping everyone's bodies.
Everyone only felt a heavy breath coming as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, their chests were as gasping as if they were pressing against a big stone, and their legs faintly wanted to kneel under this powerful pressure.
And indeed, some people with low strength cultivation could no longer withstand the pressure from above, and fell to their knees with a thud, the blood in their chests rolling, and blood overflowing from their mouths.
Feng Qingge also oozed cold sweat from her forehead due to that powerful pressure, her face turned pale and her legs were weak, and she was about to fall, but Murong Yixuan beside her helped her, and at the same time used Xuan Qi to protect her heart from surging blood.
"Seniors, can you put away the coercion first, and let the juniors talk about it in detail?"
Murong Yixuan looked at the middle-aged man in mid-air, and then noticed that there were several more people around in mid-air, some of them were swordsmen, some were riding flying beasts, and some were stepping on flying machines.
"What? The Divine Beast is gone? An old man next to him glanced down, frowned and said to the middle-aged man who was releasing his coercion: "Put away your coercion, listen to what the kid below says, who got the divine beast?" Say it! ”
Maybe it was the old man who spoke, or maybe it was because Murong Yixuan below was neither arrogant nor humble, after the middle-aged man put away his coercion, he said in a deep voice: "Tell me what you know!" ”
As soon as the coercion dissipated, the people below felt as if the big stone on their chests had been moved, and they were finally able to breathe, and the whole person was relieved.
In the face of such a strong person, no one below dared to be disrespectful.
Murong Yixuan bowed to the people above, and then said: "Seniors, when the juniors arrived here, there was no divine beast, and I don't know who got the divine beast, the juniors are telling the truth, if you don't believe it, you can ask everyone over there, they are one step ahead of us." ”
His gaze looked at the people of the other team, and those people, who had already panicked under the powerful pressure above, did not dare to conceal themselves: "Yes, yes, yes, we have not seen the Divine Beast when we came, and we do not know where the Divine Beast has gone, if we get the Divine Beast, we will not dare to deceive the Venerables." ”
Immortal cultivator! They are real immortal cultivators! Even if he was given a hundred dares, he would not dare to deceive the immortal cultivators.
At this time, the eyes of one of the middle-aged men above fell on Murong Yixuan's body, and seeing that he had an extraordinary bearing, he asked, "Who are you?" ”