Ancient Dragon Spell

"This is the power of the storm, the The Storm of Dragons. It uses the sword as its foundation to unleash its power!"    

In front of Qin Feng, this The Storm of Dragons was like a sword technique that had evolved to the extreme. There were countless mysteries within it, as well as the mysteriousness of a saint.    

In his eyes, two crescent-moon-like Sword Light were continuously swallowing and swallowing. At this moment, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with mysteries. There was only one The Storm of Dragons.    

However, at this moment, a terrifying and ice-cold aura of death locked onto Qin Feng's body.    

This kind of aura of death caused Qin Feng, who was immersed in his comprehension, to be startled. After that, he broke out in a cold sweat.    

Just now, he was completely immersed in his comprehension and had forgotten that he was surrounded by killing intent. If he continued to immerse himself in it, the vigilance in his body would disappear completely.    

However, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart when faced with this cold killing intent.    

"Damn it..."    

Anyone who was interrupted from comprehending would be incomparably furious.    

"evil eye!"    

Qin Feng's mind flashed as he exerted all of his strength to unleash the evil eye. Instantly, everything in the surroundings became completely clear in his mind, as if it was a three-dimensional Maps.    

However, no matter how Qin Feng searched, he couldn't find the source of this extremely dense killing intent.    

"Impossible!"    

Qin Feng's facial expression changed.    

His opponent was able to dodge his search. How powerful was his Power of thunder and lightning? Once he used it, he would be able to see even a thumb-sized scorpion.    

It was unbelievable that he couldn't find out where the killing intent came from.    

"Rumble..."    

The sky was filled with raging sand.    

At this moment, the The Storm of Dragons in front of Qin Feng was getting stronger and stronger. The terrifying astral wind was rolling up, as if the heavens and earth were connected.    

The terrifying light was even a thousand meters away from Qin Feng. It made Qin Feng feel waves of pain on his face and body. Even red marks could be seen on his body. With Qin Feng's powerful physique, he could easily defend against it. It was obvious that these red marks had also appeared on his body. * Hong Long...... *    

"This is the feeling!"    

Suddenly, Qin Feng's heart shook. In his eyes, the The Storm of Dragons in front of him had actually become clear.    

Fusion!    

Fusion!    

Qin Feng's heart trembled as the longsword in his hand trembled continuously!    

This was a sign of extreme excitement.    

The light in his mind became clearer and clearer, and Qin Feng finally had a clear understanding of this sword technique.    

In his mind, countless Sword-light were flashing, as if there was a god dancing around.    

At this moment, a soaring Sword Intent was unleashed from his body. It was like a divine monument that had started to expand.    

This Sword Intent was condensed to the extreme, turning into a solid object.    

With Qin Feng as the center. All the shackles instantly turned into nothingness, and even the surrounding sand was crushed into fine powder.    

"Hiss!"    

Just as Qin Feng's comprehension had reached perfection, a crazy hissing sound was emitted at this moment.    

However, Qin Feng's facial expression remained unchanged.    

Holding the long sword, he looked at a place that the evil eye had never searched before, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.    

"This sword technique is called... desert sand!"    

"Clang!"    

The tip of the sword flickered.