Chapter 585: Fetish

Yan Jiu's face smiled slightly, that pretty smile made people a little intoxicated, but Qin Feng began to think about what the other party said.
Spirit-breaking sword palm kept making rushes of friction.
"If next time... he will die!"
Finally, after a long time, Qin Feng spoke slowly, then turned and left...
"Master sister, why don't you stop him? With your strength and the Primordial bloodline of the King Kong Eucharist, you can completely kill him! This kid must have benefited from coming to Wangu Mountain. If you stop... "
"To shut up!"
The researcher frowned and shouted fiercely.
A great majesty was released from the body. A huge phantom rose up behind it. In the flickering of the phantom, the turmoil that was set off constantly trembled the emptiness, and the traces of the cracks unfolded like broken glass.
The phantom is looming in between, seeming to sit cross-legged, but it is burly and powerful, as if sleeping. Once you get up, it will be a landslide. This is obviously the evolution of the opponent's Vajra Body bloodline.
With such a strong aura, even if the Iron Lion has always been a man, but at this time he dare not say anything again, even in front of such a strong aura, the whole person's body is trembling.
"Do you think this person is a simple character? The sword aura just now carries a terrifying sword intent, and it's not just that. I even feel that there is a kind of in his body. Other powers. I am not sure of this power. This talent has such a high achievement when he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and it will be incalculable in the future. You have offended such a person!"
Yan Jiu's tone became more and more angry, and his voice was even more reprimanding, but facing Yan Jiu's roar, this iron lion did not dare to say a word.
"Go back to practice with me, there is less than a year left..."
While speaking, Yan Jiu glanced in the direction where Qin Feng had left, and then left with the iron lion, but when the two left, they did not notice that a figure was standing in that hidden corner. Slowly disappeared...
Far away, dozens of miles away.
Qin Feng's face moved slightly, his eyes narrowed:
"Vajra Eucharist?"
Just now, before he left, he played a clone of the Heavenly Snake, on the one hand for safety, and on the other hand, to spy on some information about Yan Jiu.
Thinking of the seemingly sleeping phantom behind Yan Jiu, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh for the powerful side of this phantom.
"King Kong Eucharist, such a domineering name, this Yan Jiu, as a woman, is actually revered as a big sister..."
Regarding the Divine Body Sect, Qin Feng has some understanding. Among these people, the most powerful disciple of each generation is respected as a big brother, and the woman is called a big sister!
In other words, this divine body sect is a sect that truly divides status by strength.
"I don't know who is stronger between my Primordial True Dragon Art and this King Kong Eucharist!"
While thinking about it, Qin Feng began to move forward, and now he thought of an important thing, he must find a relatively safe place to recuperate.
Observe!
Qin Feng sat on a futon with a solemn expression on his face, carefully paying attention to the strange wooden sculpture in his hand!
This wood carving was obtained last time in that Winter City.
At the beginning, it was precisely because of this strange wood carving that Qin Feng and the iron lion had a grudge against each other.
The reason why Qin Feng bought this strange woodcarving at the time was not a temporary rise, nor was it just because the thing was strange, but because he felt that this thing looked like a in his memory.