The ruthless color flickered, and the expression on his face was cloudy and uncertain!

In the end, Ming Ruohai stomped his feet heavily, the ten fingers of his hands flicked again and again, and the silver light on his forehead flashed back to all his thoughts. Without his control, no matter how strong the energy of those star sand fragments was, they were just a pile of dead things, and they were strangled into a pure energy mist under the jet of Ling Feng's Seven Sword Yuan Sword, dissipating cleanly.

In this confrontation, although Feng Shengnu interfered, in fact, it was equivalent to Ming Ruohai losing a hand. As an extremely high-status Feng Clan Elder, when had Ming Ruohai ever received such oppression? He stared at Ling Feng fiercely, his face was completely ruthless!

Ming Ruohai?

Ling Feng thought for a moment, thinking of the Mingxin Zen who came suddenly last time and was repelled by himself, and understood why he was so targeted at himself.

"What the hell is going on?"

Feng Shengnu felt that she had a real headache, and finally settled the battle for the right to take charge, but as a result, such an incident came again, which almost caused a big chaos, and the in-house trading conference could not be held smoothly.

What makes her even more embarrassed is that the party at the center of the chaos is still from her own family, and if she doesn't handle it well, I'm afraid it will cause countless controversies!

Just as he had this thought, a voice suddenly appeared, and he was in the middle of the conversation: "Hehe, it's really lively...... Hey, there is also Elder Ming here, could it be that this is a unique project of this year's Sect Trade Conference? Your Feng Clan is really ingenious!"

As he spoke, a middle-aged man in a golden robe stepped into the void, his aura was magnificent, and his voice was so loud that it rumbled like thunder in the sky.

Behind him were six young men, all dressed in yellow robes. There were originally some vulgar colors that fell on them, but they made people feel extremely harmonious, as if this group of people should be set off with such a luxurious color.

Dragons!

Ling Feng's eyes froze, and from the scene when this group of people appeared, he suddenly thought of the Ao Qingfeng people he had seen in Black Moon Town. Although the dress is slightly different, the momentum exuded by the body is average, and it should naturally be a dragon.

Seeing the man appear, Feng Shengnu's face became more and more ugly, and she said with a cold face: "It's just that the elders of this clan and Sect Master Mu have a lot of fun and chat." It is rare that the patriarch of Ao Zhou came to participate in the infield transaction so early, which really makes the whole clan grateful. ”

The Feng Saint Maiden was able to make such a name for herself in a very short period of time, not all because of the deterrent power of the Feng clan behind her, but also because of his own strategic decision. These words lightly exposed a huge conflict, ignoring Ao Zhou's provocation, but instead changed the conversation, drawing everyone's attention to the time of his arrival.

In this way, it seems that the Dragon Clan has a reaping attitude towards the Feng Clan's mastership of this realm sect trading conference, and they are extraordinarily cooperative.

Ao Zhou's face suddenly became ugly, he had suffered the loss of the Feng Holy Maiden last time, and fell into the trap under her words, and now he was still invincible in the next confrontation, and he couldn't help but feel depressed. He sneered and looked at Ling Feng: "It turns out that this is the Sect Master Mu who has created a great reputation, and he has admired it for a long time." ”

"Patriarch Ao is too polite, I really don't dare to be. ”

Ling Feng also smiled and said, he saw that Ao Zhou had the intention of soliciting him, and he couldn't help but laugh: no matter how much he took the jade of the dragon clan, once it was revealed, he immediately formed a deep hatred with the dragon clan. The enmity between Brother Shi and the Dragon Clan alone is doomed to make it impossible for both sides to give up!

Don't look at the moment Ao Zhou is very polite to himself, if he knows the hatred between the two sides, I am afraid that it will immediately be a combination of swords and soldiers.

"Hmm, since you've arrived, Sect Master Mu, please follow me in. Feng Shengnu stretched out her hand and asked, looking at Ling Feng and Ao Zhouyan smiling Yan Yan, she was secretly anxious in her heart - if she let the Dechuang Sect make friends with the Dragon Clan, I am afraid that it will be impossible to invite his mysterious master to heal the patriarch's injuries.

With this thought in mind, Feng Shengnu took a step forward and walked between the two.

The dragon clan wanted to recruit Ling Feng, and Ling Feng had a deep grudge against them. The Feng clan also had this intention, but regardless of Ling Feng's brutal humiliation of Ming Xin Zen, the wandering master alone made Ling Feng a little difficult to round. In both respects, you can't offend, but you can't get too close.

For a while, Ling Feng also felt a headache, no less than the feeling of the Feng Holy Maiden.

At this moment, even the most dull people could see the subtlety of the atmosphere in the field, and the sects that came to participate in the infield transaction stopped one after another, far away from Ling Feng and the others, for fear of being affected. Although the "thick legs" can develop quickly, they are easily flattened by the thick legs.

These sects didn't think they had the strength to mix in such things, so they chose to protect themselves!

"Her Highness the Holy Maiden!" Ming Ruohai's body staggered slightly, and stopped on the path where Ling Feng and his party were advancing. He stiffened his head and said, "This Sect Master of the Creation Sect has not gone through the *** of the major sect at all, if he enters the infield like this, I'm afraid it will be too much to break the rules, right?"

His purpose is very obvious, that is, to make Ling Feng unable to enter the infield trading!

Feng Shengnu's face became more and more cold, and before she could speak, Ao Zhou next to her let out an "oh" sound, revealing a very interested smile: "It turns out that even Sect Master Mu and other characters need to be introduced, so how many forces in this Endless Wasteland are qualified to participate in the grand event?" Haha, if Sect Master Mu doesn't dislike it, I don't know if I can give Ao someone a chance to help introduce him?"

He said this very beautifully, it seemed that he belittled himself, but in fact, with the prestige of the dragon clan, no one would despise it, but he would befriend Ling Feng because of it.

"I don't think so. Feng Shengnu's sharp eyes fell on Ming Ruohai, and she couldn't wait to kick him back to the Feng Clan, the current situation is so chaotic, the patriarch has not recovered from his serious injuries, it is the time when he needs to make strong foreign aid, not to mention that Chuangzong has also mastered the mysterious and unpredictable art of refining seals, and he is the object that needs to be befriended urgently!

But Ming Ruohai wanted to push Chuangzong to the opponent because of her own personal grudges, how could she not be angry?

Feng Shengnu added heavily: "The strength of the Founding Sect is extraordinary, and being able to come to participate in the Sect Trade Conference is to add luster to the conference, and we of the Feng Clan can't ask for it! Even if we want to be introduced, it should be up to us, how dare we work for the Ao Patriarch?"

A voice sounded like it was blowing out of the ice curtains of the Wind Valley, and the Feng Holy Maiden stared at Ming Ruohai and said word for word: "I think, if you invite Chuangzong to participate in the infield transaction, no one should object, right?"

Under her solemn coercion, Ming Ruohai's stubborn head slowly lowered inch by inch, and the stiff voice of "quack" sounded, as if it was not a head, but rusty steel!

Seeing that Ming Ruohai was finally silent, Feng Shengnu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to invite Ling Feng to step forward. Suddenly, a voice came: "I, Xuanyuan Sect, don't agree!"