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Not just the refining pharmacist, almost everyone felt the spiritual fluctuations.

There is no malicious and killing, just a faint pressure, enveloped in the hearts of everyone, making people breathless.

Mei Baoze looked at the sky in the east, and there were a few bloodshot eyes in the muddy eyes. This stranger is familiar and familiar with it, it is Long Qingfeng!

"The people who came to us came, everyone was ready to go, and they started!" Mei Baoze stood up and looked up and threw a colorful power into the air.

The colored light column went straight into the sky and spread out in high school to form a cloud of fire. The dazzling brilliance was clearly visible even in kilometers.

However, a few times of breathing time, suddenly a cold wind in the East, let everyone's heart cold, but also the piece of color spiritual power directly blown away.

what happened? !

The refining pharmacists were shocked. At the moment when the yin wind blew, everyone felt that the fire attribute of their body was suppressed, and even lost the induction.

In the blink of an eye, when the people returned to God again, there was already a figure in front, and the same black cloak, the smell of the body was so cold that it was difficult to look directly.

"The door master." Mei Baoze saw Long Qingfeng come over and hurriedly bowed.

"Everyone came all the way, hard work." Long Qingfeng's hoarse voice came out, the palms slowly lifted up, and the cloak on the head was taken down under the gaze of everyone.

No one responded to him, and all his attention was placed on the face of Long Qingfeng.

When everyone saw the face of the half man and the half ghost, the breath suddenly tightened.

The man in front, the left face was covered with red scars, and the scars squirmed on the cheeks as if some kind of bug was eating the man's cheek.

"Dragon, Long Qingfeng?"

Although only half of the face was left, some people in the crowd recognized the identity of Long Qingfeng, and the voice was full of shock.

More people are shocked by the shoulders, and the footsteps subconsciously recede.

The name Long Qingfeng is like a nightmare for them.

"It seems like you are surprised to see me." Long Qingfeng's half-faced face showed a bloodthirsty smile. With the movement of his lip muscles, the red scar on his left face became more visible.

Everyone was silent. They were all the refining pharmacists of the single tower. Although the murderer who attacked the single tower was not caught on the bright spot, the identity of the person was estimated in everyone's mind.

Some people who are separated from the single tower are afraid that they will be affected. When they leave, no one expects the result.

"What do you call us out!" One of the crowds was courageous and asked the dragon and the maple.

"That is, we are coming to the Dragon Pavilion, not the Ghosts!"

Many people in the crowd can't understand Long Qingfeng, and when they are on the side of their own, they will tell their words.

"Oh? Is it..." Long Qingfeng's mouth is inexplicably a little more smiley, the eyelids hang down, and the momentum of the body is more cold.

Mei Baoze looked at Long Qingfeng's look unpleasantly and hurriedly stood up to ease the scene. "Let me listen to me, not to mention the grievances between the sects. Everyone present here has no private enmity with the gantry master. There is no heaven. Absolute enemies, we are separated from the Bodhi Tower, there is no need to bring things to the Bodhi Tower again."

The emotions of the refining pharmacists settled a few points and continued to whisper. They did not think that the words of Mei Baoze were justified, but they were discussing each other with Long Qingfeng.

For the helm of the former first-class sect, even if they were refining pharmacists, they had to be jealous.

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