Chapter 405: Still a teenager when he returns

"Roar..." Qingcheng roared and rushed to the gap in the sky.

Qingfeng was extremely anxious when he saw this scene. He roared and blood began to flow from the corner of his eyes because of excessive spiritual thoughts.

Under his strong urging, the other palm of the god and demon finally raised up.

The palm was extremely fast. Just when the dragon was about to rush out of the god and demon barrier, the giant palm came in an instant and hit it.

The dragon was immediately knocked out by this palm, rolled countless somersaults and finally fell into the sea.

In the distance, Mo Tian and his party had been dumbfounded. Everyone only saw a huge barrier suddenly appearing in front of them. There was a black gas rolling like a sky cover. No one knew what happened inside.

Then they saw a green dragon rolling out. The dragon's blood sprayed in the air, dyeing half of the sky red.

Then with a splash, the dragon fell into the water.

The god and demon barrier disappeared instantly, revealing Qingfeng's figure.

Qingfeng's black hair was flying in the wind, and he had an aura that dominated the world, which made people marvel at him.

Qingcheng raised his head in the sea, his eyes full of resentment.

He shouted loudly: "Human, do you dare to tell me your name?"

Qingfeng looked at him and said disdainfully: "I will not change my name, Qingfeng."ŴŴŴ.

"I will remember you" Qingcheng threw down a cold sentence and instantly dived into the water, and there was no trace.

"Qingfeng, why does this name sound familiar" someone muttered.

In the crowd, one person looked at the standing figure dumbfounded. This person was Gu Rufeng from Cantian Temple, one of the seven sects. He had fought with Qingfeng in the martial arts competition of the seven sects.

Who would have thought that after all these years, although his cultivation has improved rapidly, he is still stuck in the foundation-building stage. The strength of this person who could fight back then is so terrifying that he can't be compared with him at all.

Looking back to the past, this boy was in great glory, and he won the first place by defeating the disciples of the seven sects. He was admired by thousands of people, and the name of Qingfeng was known to all the seven sects.

What a pity, this boy was too persistent and stepped into the devil's way. At that time, countless young disciples felt sorry for him.

There was no other reason. This boy was broad-minded and had superb skills. He was convinced and deserved the title of the first.

And for many years, Daoxuan Sect always occupied the first place. His victory that time was not the victory of the other six sects. Otherwise, so many people would not remember him and be proud of him.

At that time, everyone really loved and hated him. They loved him and dared to love and hate him, and hated him for being too obsessed.

I thought he would be in a very miserable state in the future, but I didn't expect to see him today. He still looked like that. As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from. When he returned, he was still that young man, with the same responsibilities.

Gu Feng sighed, feeling somewhat ashamed.

But he soon figured it out. Some people are destined to be shining stars in the sky. Even if there are dark clouds, they can't block their brilliance. Everyone has their own way to go. Why should he belittle himself?

After figuring it out, his heart suddenly became clear, and the depressed mood dissipated.

Mo Tian rushed to Qingfeng and said excitedly: "Master, why don't you strike while the iron is hot and kill that guy."

Qingfeng smiled bitterly. He still underestimated the power of Taiyi Zhenmo Gong. The palm just now was extremely powerful, but it also killed 1,000 enemies and injured himself 800.

His cultivation was not enough. He suffered some internal injuries from forcibly running this skill, so how could he chase others? He should treat his injuries first.

"Mo Tian, ​​don't chase after the desperate enemy, let's go back."

"Master!"

Qingfeng was speechless about his stupid disciple. Compared with Bu Chenshuang, he still lacked a lot. He had no choice but to whisper: "Master is injured."

Mo Tian's eyes widened, his face full of amazement. He had never expected this.

Hearing this, he slapped his forehead hard and cursed himself for being stupid.

At this time, Bu Chenshuang also rushed over. To be honest, the master shocked her again. This time she was completely convinced.

Qingfeng looked at the two of them, and without saying much, he called Mo Xie to leave quickly.

The monsters like shrimp soldiers and crab generals were torn into pieces when the dragon king ran away.

At this time, someone came forward and wanted to thank Qingfeng, but Qingfeng did not give these people a chance. He spread his bloodthirsty wings and rushed away. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared.

A large group of people looked at Qingfeng's back in the distance, and they all sighed that Qingfeng did not seek favors and was not narrow-minded. They all admired him.

Qingfeng didn't care about that. As soon as he returned to his residence, he immediately closed his eyes and practiced.

Three days later, Qingfeng opened the door and his cultivation was almost restored.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, Tianguan rushed out from nowhere and threw himself into his arms and said, "Daddy, you are finally out. I have been waiting for you for so long."

Alas, Qingfeng no longer likes to argue with her about calling her master. As long as she is not naughty, she can call him whatever she wants.

"You clever ghost, are you naughty again?"

Tianguan looked at him and laughed, "I am not. When you are not here, I will help you adjust the cultivation of your disciple."

Qingfeng looked at him and said in confusion, "What's going on."

"Hehe, I won't tell you. Go ask your precious disciple."

This girl, Qingfeng is extremely annoying to her.

Just then Bu Chenshuang came over. She saw that although Qingfeng's face was still so cold, she still managed to squeeze out a smile and said: "Master, you are better."

Qingfeng nodded and then asked: "What did Tian Guan say happened to you?"

Bu Chenshuang looked at Tianguan. At this moment, Tianguan said that he held his head high, crossed his arms and looked away, not knowing what he meant.

Bu Chenshuang gritted her silver teeth and nodded slightly, saying: "Well, I would also like to thank my junior sister for her guidance. This girl knows the magic of the ghost way like the back of her hand. I feel that she knows more about it than my old ghost master." Much more."

"Hmph, that master of yours has only scratched the surface of cultivation. Who am I? How can I be compared to him?"

Speaking of this, the little girl Tianguan sounded a little angry.

"Girl, why are you talking to your senior sister? You don't understand the rules."

Hearing Qingfeng's words, Tianguan raised his head and didn't care.

Qingfeng was speechless, and Bu Chenshuang said hurriedly: "It's okay, Master, my little junior sister is born with a smart mind, and is not an ordinary child. To be honest, her guidance has been very beneficial to me."

Qingfeng was still surprised to hear that Bu Chenshuang, who had always been lonely, could say this, but he felt relieved when he thought that this girl Tianguan was the legacy of the Ghost King and could compete with Ming Tian, ​​the Lord of the Ghost Realm in the future.