It's as hot as melting steel.

When everyone arrived, they were arranged at the surrounding sword viewing platforms, which were a hundred meters away from the center. Master Xiao Tianzhu had not yet appeared. Only a ten-meter-high bronze oven stood, thick and boundless, and seemed to be able to suppress everything, filling the air with a

An astonishing power.

On the furnace cauldron, there are imprints of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and sticks, which are lifelike and contain an astonishing aura.

The whole oven gives people a feeling that it is difficult to look directly at it.

Those who do not have enough cultivation and strong mental will will feel burned when they look at it.

Chen Feng stared at the weapon brand on the oven, feeling the atmosphere in it, and felt that an indescribable mystery quietly emerged in his mind. Chen Feng vaguely seemed to be comprehending something.

One after another, extremely cold and stern gazes, as if they were solid, immediately stared through the void.

The gaze was extremely cold, full of anger and murderous intent, which immediately disturbed Chen Feng and forced him to leave the mysterious and mysterious state of understanding.

It was as if I was sleeping soundly and having a sweet dream, and was suddenly woken up by someone. The feeling of loss in that moment was unbearable.

There is also an anger growing in my heart, like a tsunami.

The eyes emitted a terrifying and extremely cold light, penetrating everything, and shining like stars.

I saw a group of people striding towards them. Their auras were extremely condensed and powerful. They were obviously people from Tianyuan Holy Land.

It was they who stared at Chen Feng and interrupted Chen Feng's enlightenment.

Xing Zhen, who had been humiliated at the Shaozong ceremony before, was present.

Xing Zhen glared at Chen Feng, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent, wishing he could kill Chen Feng right here.

Chen Feng just glanced at him and ignored him. This attitude drove Xing Zhen crazy.

"You are Chen Feng, the young master of the Huntian Sect..."

A calm voice sounded. The speaker was a young man in white from the Tianyuan Holy Land camp. He stood in the middle, with his hands on his back and a long sword hanging at his waist. His face was indifferent, his eyes were stern, as if he was aloof, and there was a strong Taoist charm flowing around his body, like a glow.

It is diffused and gives the whole person an otherworldly charm.

"It doesn't look like much either."

"If your eyes don't work, just donate them to those in need." Chen Feng stared at the other person and responded slowly.

With just one sentence, the other person's eyes immediately narrowed, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out, as if it was about to set off a huge storm, sweeping across all directions and shattering everything.

It was a transcendent breath, a breath that transcended everything.

This person... is clearly a powerful person in the extraordinary realm!

"How brave, how dare you speak to our First Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land like this."

There is no way. Although he is the Third Holy Son, the gap between him and the First Holy Son is too big.

"When will I become the Little Holy Master and come back to talk to this young sect?" Chen Feng responded unhurriedly.

"Shaozong is right. When will I become the Little Holy Master?" Lin Qingyang has become a loyal supporter of Chen Feng and immediately agreed.

For a moment, the eyes of the First Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land were extremely cold and stern, filled with astonishing murderous intent, and swept towards him.

It seems that he wants to destroy Chen Feng.

(Some people say that I want to drink some water. It’s impossible, absolutely impossible. I can’t be Shui Liu)

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