Chapter 663: The Power of Wan Jun

After several trials of Evil Eye, Qin Feng now has a clear insight into the distance of ten miles, and can extend up to fifteen miles away.

For Qin Feng's terrifying perception, everyone has long been surprised.

While advancing again, it was only a cup of tea away, and everyone rushed to the front of a deep cave.

This deep cave can't see the head at a glance. With the strength of a few people, the eyes can only see a distance of more than ten meters, and then there is a blur.

And Qin Feng can only go as far as a thousand meters. Even if the power of the evil eye is added to it, it is only about two thousand meters away. However, he feels a wave of terrifying infuriating fluctuations there. Wandering inside, it was obvious that someone had entered it.

By the time they arrived, there were about twenty people gathered outside the cave.

"Haha, the Dragon Elephant Graveyard has finally been found!"

A big man flew over, with a look of surprise on his face, and then rushed towards the cave impatiently.

However, his actions caused disdain and sneer from the twenty people around him.

"boom"

The big man just touched the edge of the cave, but the next moment, a huge force rebounded instantly.

That power was terrifying and boundless, and directly sent the big man flying into the air. The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body shattered.

"hiss……"

The terrifying and tragic situation also caused many people who didn't know the so-called martial arts to take a deep breath. This is a powerhouse at the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm.

It was actually shattered.

"Cut, this is already the eleventh person. Only a few experts from the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm can enter this cave. Otherwise, the Dragon Elephant Graveyard is right in front of us, how could we not go in!"

Wu Xiu made a sneer.

"I didn't expect that this is the Dragon Elephant Cemetery..."

Gu Yan's face changed fiercely, and he said in a low voice.

It's not just him, except Qin Feng, the rest of the people who are present obviously know this place.

"Dragon Elephant Cemetery?"

Qin Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Yes, it is rumored that in this ancient wasteland, in the ancient times, it was a paradise for dragon elephants, but then I don't know what happened, the dragon elephant gradually disappeared, and after this place became what it is now, There are no more rumors of the dragon elephant. However, there is a legend of the dragon elephant cemetery..."

Dragon Elephant.

It is rumored that it is an idol with dragon blood, and it is the descendant of the dragon and the idol. It has a powerful and unparalleled power, which can tear apart giant beasts and shatter the sky.

There have been many rumors about the dragon elephant.

However, the existence of dragon elephants only existed in ancient times. In this era, there are no traces of dragon elephants anymore, so the legend of this dragon elephant cemetery is indeed very attractive.

"Go and try!"

Feng Canyun also said eagerly.

"Um……"

Seeing that Feng Canyun and his party were about to take action, Wu Xiu became curious again.

However, when they saw Qin Feng, there was a trace of disdain on their faces:

"Cut, a martial cultivator at the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm dared to enter..."

"I'm looking for death, I'm looking for death. That martial cultivator just now reached the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm!"

"Hey, there are always so many people who are beyond their means!"

Facing the sneer of these people, Feng Canyun and the others were secretly smiling bitterly in their hearts. Qin Feng's perversion was beyond anyone's imagination. They were used to being beaten along the way.

Especially Qin Feng's body, even this Xuan Qianzhong feels pressure.

"Walk!"

Accompanied by a long howl from several people.

Suddenly, one by one, the figures rushed towards the cave quickly.

"drink!"

Feng Canyun kicked out, and the artistic conception of the power of the wind spread rapidly, shooting a sharp aura, a rapid impact...

"drink!"

Hanging thousands of layers, one move.

The power of Wan Jun is invincible.

The Poison King burst out with rotten energy.

Gu Yan waved the golden tiger whip...

"It's all broken through?"

Seeing that Feng Canyun and his party went straight in, none of them failed. For a time, the eyes of everyone present suddenly widened.

"Hmph, that's a powerhouse at the ninth level of the true spirit realm, and naturally qualified to enter, but this kid, a small sixth level of the real spirit realm, is still courting death..."

However, the words just fell.

Their voices stopped abruptly.

I saw Qin Feng's figure move slightly, but he didn't dodge or avoid it, he stepped on it, and walked in leisurely, and there was no stagnation or obstruction.