"The position of the man in Ghosts is certainly not low. This set of inscriptions has requirements for blood food. The lowest is also the ninth order of the spirit. The spirit of the blood below the ninth order is too little. The injury has a stabilizing effect."

Long Xiaopeng leaned down, and the white little hands stroked on the lines for a while, and suddenly stopped on a thick nick.

The traces are different from the inscriptions on the stone pillars. The sides of the scores are somewhat rough and directly covered on other inscriptions. It seems to be added later.

"Weird, this inscription has been changed..."

Long Xiaopeng whispered in the mouth, and there was some incomprehensibility in his small eyes. He moved his eyes to the half-meter-high stone platform in the middle of the extension.

"These dead bodies are all high-ranking dragon warriors." Bai Jinyi used a finger to pick up the clothes at one of the dry corpses.

On the dry arm, you can see the dragon tattoo, and Baifu and Ghost Luomen are dead, even if this tattoo is a bit fuzzy, Bai Jinyi also recognizes its origin at first sight.

"Dragon Warrior... No wonder this time Ghost Ronaldinho sent a small general strength is very weak..." Night feathers whispered in the mouth, recalling the scene on Fuhugang.

Originally, Yu Yuyu trained the law enforcement team and the members of the **** enchantress to let them fight the dragon warriors during the war.

However, the real fight, the night feathers unintentionally found that the expected dragon warriors are not much, but the mainland forces sent a lot of mysterious strong.

Now combined with Bai Jinyi, the night feathers are finally understood.

"Xiaobai, I remember you said that when you attacked Baijia, there was a master of the spirit of the earth?" After a little exploration by Long Xiaopeng, he began to ask Bai Jinyi about things.

"Yes, he is the old opponent of the elders, and the old door of the ghost Luomen." Bai Jinyi nodded gently.

"Does the old man appear in this war?" Long Xiaopeng frowned.

This is a slap in the face of a cockroach and white brocade, right! This time, there is only Long Qingfeng, there is no dragon Zhenchuan who has the peak of the spirit!

Long Xiaopeng saw the expression of the two people and guessed the answer. Shrugging his shoulder and relaxed his face: "The old man should pass the skill to Long Qingfeng. This set of ancient inscriptions is to help Long Qingfeng fully integrate the skill. Engraved, oh... unfortunately, the technique is too rough."

Long Xiaopeng looked at the lines on the ground and slowly shook his head, seemingly blaming the ghosts of the door to evoke the heavens.

"Long Qingfeng inherited the dragon's skill in the sky, no wonder he repaired as a skyrocketing." Night feathers gaze slightly, look at the body on the stone pillar, the eyes flow a little mercy.

Even if they are enemies, they are not wrong from a loyal point of view. These spirits are dedicated to the life of the ghosts, but they end up in this way.

Bai Jinyi looked at the stone platform in the middle and fell into meditation. In his mind, he also thought about the battle on the Fuhugang. Among them, he and Long Qingfeng had the most hands, and the experience of Long Qingfeng was also the most profound.

Even though I used the secret technique of the evil white tiger at that time, it only temporarily suppressed Long Qingfeng. From all kinds of signs, Long Qingfeng did not use it at all!

‘Is it because he didn’t fully control the power in the body...’

Bai Jinyi whispered in his heart, just as he was preparing to ask Xiaolong Xiaopeng, the stone room door stumbled into a figure, a member of a **** enchantress.

"Head, something happened, we found a haunted house in the back house, and two brothers were riddled with evil spirits!"