Ancient Dragon Spell

One should know that this galactic spirit water had a certain effect on strong person, who was at the Divine Understanding Stage. It was a treasure that could only be chanced upon by luck, but not sought after. It was priceless! Very...    

"I still have to continue the trial. I'll take my leave now!"    

Qin Feng said goodbye to Jin Zhanshan.    

"Yes, me too. Hahaha... I really want to have a good fight with you. You are still young, but your strength has given me the urge to fight."    

Jin Zhanshan said with a loud laugh.    

After bidding farewell to Jin Zhanshan, Qin Feng chose to leave the place.    

Qin Feng had already left more than half of the death desert.    

He had gained a lot. The biggest gain was that he had created a sword technique, the desert sand!    

Therefore, there was probably not much value left in this trial. Hence, Qin Feng quickened his pace. In less than seven days, he passed through this death desert.    

The moment he walked out of the death desert, Qin Feng saw a stretch of life force. Looking at the lush life force in front of him, Qin Feng, who had seen a lot of yellow sand recently, felt somewhat happy in his heart.    

"After passing through this forest, we will be able to reach the White Moon City!"    

White Moon City!    

This was a bustling city, a city that belonged to the Scarlet Rainbow Empire. This Scarlet Rainbow Empire was much stronger than the Holy Dragon Dynasty Qin Feng was in.    

Qin Feng, who was in the trial, had already decided to be at ease with the situation. He didn't have any goals, he just wanted to continue the trial.    

"En..."    

At this moment, Qin Feng frowned slightly. His nose twitched slightly. He could already smell that in this forest... There seemed to be a faint smell of blood.    

In the depths of the forest.    

An intense battle was taking place.    

The battle was split into two parts. A portion of the people were dressed in soft nail. They were wearing luxurious clothes, and the weapons in their hands were huge iron fan.    

This huge iron fan was like a long rod, and it could attack at any time. As it opened and closed, one could vaguely see a strange energy circulating around it, and it was extremely sharp.    

Opposite these huge iron fan people, a group of people was being forced to retreat. Clearly, this group of people was weaker than them, and their auras were much weaker. They didn't have the advantage in terms of numbers. There were only six of them, and only five of them could fight.    

A middle-aged man was holding a 15-16 year old youth with a timid face, and he was quickly retreating, trying to escape.    

"Uncle Zhao, be careful!"    

Suddenly, the youth let out a cry of alarm.    

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression immediately changed. As he wielded his long sword, a man holding a huge iron fan swiftly attacked from the side. In an instant, with a cold force, he fiercely struck the opponent's long sword.    

"Boom!"    

Under the powerful force, the middle-aged man's body was instantly sent flying.    

"Uncle Zhao!"    

The timid young man immediately shouted.    

"Rumble!"    

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Zhao quickly turned around and hugged the young man tightly, not letting him get hurt. However, his body was already badly mutilated.    

"Brother Zhao!"    

For a moment, the other four people couldn't help but shout out loudly. In an instant, they waved the weapons in their hands and quickly retreated to the side of the middle-aged man.    

"Hehehehe... The people of the Zhao Family are really loyal, but they are foolish and loyal!"    

One of them held the iron fan in his hand and said with a hideous grin on his face.