Ancient Dragon Spell - C386 A Few Idiots

“It really is a gold black iron!”    

Shui Wuhen’s face revealed a look of surprise as he shouted loudly.    

“These few idiots!”    

The faces of Xian Ye and Wu Tianzi, who were standing in the void, turned incomparably ugly. The value of the gold black iron was just too great. It wasn’t much in the Canghai Sect.    

At this moment, whether it was Zhan Batian, Mu Chenglin, or even Sun Wuxiu, all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.    

gold black iron!    

This was a saint grade weapon that was reputed to be refined.    

Even within this Canghai Sect, a fist-sized gold black iron would require 50,000-60,000 points to be obtained. In other words, the value of the gold black iron in Qin Feng’s hand was enough to exceed the value of the Divine Sword Well that they had exchanged for.    

Such a good opportunity had slipped away from their hands just like that, and it was them who had given up on it. This made them feel like they were going crazy just thinking about it.    

“Qin Feng, how dare you plot against me!”    

Zhan Batian had gone mad.    

His face turned red, and his eyes looked at Qin Feng as if he was spitting fire.    

Not only him, Mu Chenglin and Sun Wuxiu also had the same expression on their faces.    

“Clang!”    

Shui Wuhen’s long halberd suddenly moved and let out a long cry.    

With a crazy arc on his face, he forcefully sneered.    

“Zhan Batian, Mu Chenglin, Sun Wuxiu. You asked for it. You all gave up on this gold black iron! Could it be that someone has forced you? ”    

Following Shui Wuhen’s words, a terrifying aura instantly circulated.    

It directly suppressed the space, forming a huge stagnation.    

It even made it difficult for people to breathe.    

“Shui Wuhen, don’t you go too far!”    

Sensing the aura bursting out from Shui Wuhen’s body, Zhan Batian’s expression couldn’t help but change.    

Although Zhan Batian had recently broken through from the True Spirit Stage level 8 to the True Spirit Stage level 9, and his strength was heaven defying, compared to Shui Wuhen, who was a madman, there was still a huge gap between them.    

Especially Shui Wuhen’s fighting style, it was as if he was risking his life. Just thinking about it made him feel a chill run down his spine, and he didn’t dare to fight him.    

“Humph! Zhan Batian, you guys are really shameless. No one forced you to exchange for what you wanted. Now, you are regretting it. Why are there so many good things for you guys to choose from?! ”    

Lie Yan’s beautiful eyes revealed a disdainful look and said with a cold smile.    

“Hmph…”    

Seeing the strange looks from the surrounding disciples, Zhan Batian and the others couldn’t speak anymore. But when they looked at the gold black iron in Qin Feng’s hand, their hearts ached.    

If these gold black iron were added together, it would be enough to forge a supreme divine weapon. For a moment, Qin Feng happily stored it into his own storage ring.    

Looking at the [Tyrant Profound Dragon Sword] on his body, he had a new idea. He wanted to wait until the time was right. This [Tyrant Profound Dragon Sword] should be properly refined with the help of this gold black iron.    

“Chi!”    

The group of disciples once again began to move forward.    

At this moment, the group started to slow down.    

Devil Wood Snake King had learned his lesson, so he had to be careful. At this moment, many disciples started to look at Qin Feng from time to time.    

Judging from what happened to Devil Wood Snake King last time, this perceptual power of Qin Feng was really terrifying.    

“Breathe… Breathe…”    

Qin Feng didn’t pay any attention to the surrounding gazes.    

At this moment, he was constantly circulating the Essence around him to nourish his body.    

He could feel the strands of Essence slowly entering every inch of his muscles, and a strong sense of comfort was born in his heart.