Ye Ding looked Qin Feng up and down, Qin Feng's magical power was really mysterious, and at this time, the black water was surging, and Ye Ding couldn't see through it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Everyone, you are all distinguished guests of our Kraken clan, a little misunderstanding, give the old man a thin face, don't hurt the harmony!"

A warm, magnetic voice came.

A figure stepped out from the depths of the main hall.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties.

He wore a blue shirt and silk belt, with a scarf, handsome and square, with a white face and beard, and a majesty like Confucianism.

"Second Elder!"

Seeing this old man appear, the surrounding Ganhai clan hurriedly saluted.

He appeared silently, like a light of eternal change.

This is the power of martial arts.

The martial arts power has already stepped into the realm of transcendent sainthood, that is, Qin Feng has condensed the immortal true soul, and can see the true face of this old man, but in front of others, this old man is like an aqua blue sun, and the pressure of intuition is infinitely huge.

Ye Ding's soul is extremely strong, and he seems to have an adventure, but it is also the peak of his soul true body, which is equivalent to the peak state of a martial arts giant, and it is no exception.

Qin Feng was playing the role of a lustful genius of the Black Water Department at this time, so he naturally had to bow his head.

"Everyone, let's go in, Her Royal Highness the Queen has set up a small banquet in the Qinglin Palace!"

"Also, you will serve Ye Gongzi well!"

If you can speak, who can refute it.

Obviously, the Kraken clan is closer to Ye Ding.

This made Qin Feng even more certain of Ye Ding's relationship with the Kraken clan.

The beautiful face of the girl named Snow Sturgeon showed a hint of joy.

Ye Ding used the Siren Girl to enter the main hall, and before leaving, he turned around and glanced at 'Yuhua' coldly, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, Ye Ding has always been moody, and has a self-respecting mind, which cannot tolerate others to disobey.

This snow sturgeon can be said to be his forbidden body, and this time Yu Hua moved his people, which had already caused him to kill.

If it weren't for the estimation that this is the territory of the Kraken clan, he would have taken care of the reputation of the Kraken clan, and he would have done it directly.

Outside the main hall, on another staircase.

At this time, a group of young people of the Sea Clan were watching this scene.

Among them are the Great Dragon Maiden that Qin Feng had seen before, Emperor Shitian, Yuhua Dragon, Princess Zisha and others.

The leader is the big dragon girl, and there are three young men and women beside the big dragon girl, two men and one woman.

These three young men and women actually made Emperor Shakti, Yuhua Dragon, Princess Zisha and others also automatically give up half of the seats.

The king of the Purple Jiaolong clan, Tianlong Ao, is empty.

Nan Mingling, the young master of the Kunyu clan.

The pure-blooded young venerable martial god of the Xuan Turtle clan.

These three people are indeed prominent.

The Purple Dragon, the Kunyu Clan, and the Xuan Tortoise Clan are all powerful races with extremely pure innate true spirit blood.

The three major races are all first-class forces of the Sea Clan that can wrestle with the seventy-two orthodox sects.

Deep in their bloodline is the power of the Ancient True Spirit.

And Ao Wuxuan, Nan Mingling, and Wu Shentong are the leaders of the three clans.

They are forcibly suppressing their own realm, and their qi is perfect.

If other reincarnation martial artists want to break through the realm of martial arts giants, they will die nine times and live a life.

But for them, with their momentum and martial will, they have at least a seventy or eighty percent chance of breaking through successfully.

They suppress the breakthrough and clearly have greater ambitions!

"Is this the Tianjiao Ye Ding of the Star Sect, it looks very strong!"

Nan Mingling's autumn waves flickered, and she felt a familiar qi on Ye Ding's body.

The Nanming Kunyu clan originally possessed the bloodline of the ancient true spirit Kunpeng.

It is rumored that Kunpeng has two true forms, one is a kunyu and the other is a golden-winged roc bird.

The Kunyu clan has completely inherited the abilities of the Kunpeng Kunyu.

She looked curious, and seemed to have a good impression of Ye Ding naturally and kindly.

I have to say that Ye Ding's harem is unparalleled in the world, just at first sight, even a woman as cold as Nan Mingling, the princess of the Kunyu clan, had a good impression of him at first sight.

On the side, staring at Ye Ding, there was a trace of fierceness in Ao Wuxu's eyes. "I don't know why, I feel a very strong sense of crisis in this Ye Ding, as if I am facing a natural enemy!"

The Great Dragon Maiden was surprised. "You feel that way, too!"

Ao Wuxuan Jade Dragon Maiden glanced at each other.

The corners of Ao Wuxu's mouth hooked up a trace of coldness. "It seems that this person should have a real weapon to restrain our dragon clan, or have cultivated a powerful technique to restrain our dragon clan!"

The two dragon geniuses couldn't help but feel a wave of hostility.

As soon as these words came out, Nan Ming Lingfei's eyes lit up.

Martial Shentong's face was silent, and his eyes fell on Qin Feng, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Turtles have always been known for their obscenity, most of them are short in stature, and their eyes are like mung beans.

Martial God is the outlier among them.

He looked to be in his mid-twenties, with short hair, a slightly open neckline, cuffs rolled up between his arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep eyes, and a high nose.

His bloodline is atavistic to his ancestors, very close to the innate true spirit Xuanwu, and is known as the genius of the Xuanwu clan who is most likely to cultivate into the Xuanwu true body.

"What, Martial Powers, are you interested in that Yuhua?"

It's Shakti.

"It's just a small role!" Martial God's eyes flashed, and he shook his head.

Shakti chuckled, he wouldn't believe it.

The turtle is the heir of Xuanwu, the innate master is auspicious, and the spiritual sense is the most sensitive.

Martial God doesn't just think of a small character.

With the name Yuhua in mind, Emperor Shakti looked at Martial God and said. "Brother Wu, this time do you think that we will enter the Sea Soul Realm, and we will be sure that we will come back!"

Glancing at the Emperor Shakti on the side, the Martial God Passage. "I'm not sure, the Sea Soul Realm is too mysterious, some people say that it is the place where our Sea Clan ancestors have self-styled, and some people say that it is the tomb of our Sea Clan's ancient powerhouses, but it is certain that there must be a crisis everywhere!"

"Whether it's a self-styled place or a tomb, those sleeping Sea Clan Supremes won't allow anyone to trespass!"

Emperor Shakti was speechless, and for a moment a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "That's what I said, if it weren't for this kind of place, I'm afraid we wouldn't have had our share in entering the Sea Soul Realm a long time ago!"

"Misfortune and fortune depend on blessing and misfortune, whether it is a place of death or a blessed land, who can say clearly, the prophecy of the clan, this is the last great world, but also our last hope, in this life we are destined to only move forward, not backward!"

Martial God's expression was faint, and he glanced at the Emperor Shakti beside him, he suddenly smiled and walked towards the main hall.

Hearing this, Emperor Shakti's face shook fiercely.

In a moment, Emperor Shakti suddenly burst into a sneer. "Ancestor, hehe...... Wake up the ancestors of the Ice Eye Clan, wake them up, what are we junior disciples messing with, and increase the ...... of competitors for ourselves" (To be continued.) )