soon.

Qin Feiyang followed Li Yu and others to the lake.

The lake surface is very calm.

As the breeze blows, ripples appear.

Li Yu and Wang Chuan looked at each other.

Wang Chuan turned to look at the people following him, frowned slightly, and said: "Now, except for people from the Dragon Temple in the north of me, no one is allowed to approach the Blood Lake."

"Why?"

"I am from the Southern Dragon Temple."

"I am from the Western Dragon Temple."

"I am from the Eastern Dragon Temple, can't we get closer?"

"You people from the Northern Dragon Temple, don't be too overbearing!"

Some people were immediately dissatisfied.

"Why..."

Wang Chuan smiled coldly and said, "Just because Li Buer is the disciple of the Chief Palace Master, do you have any objections?"

After hearing this, people from various Dragon Temples immediately turned their attention to Qin Feiyang, with a bit of fear in their eyes.

The disciples of the main hall master are among the four dragon temples, and they are worth less than ten thousand people.

Qin Feiyang said nothing and scanned the crowd. He soon noticed that the middle-aged man in black was also mixed in the crowd.

Acted very low-key.

No one at the scene paid him any attention.

But Qin Feiyang couldn't ignore it, because he had personally experienced this man's strength.

With just one person, he could probably kill everyone here.

"Want the mantis to catch the cicada, with the oriole behind?"

"Don't have any illusions, I won't let you get what you want."

Qin Feiyang muttered secretly, turned around and looked at the blood lake, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

If the middle-aged man in black stays here, he must be paying attention to Blood Lake.

And among such a low-key lurking crowd, it means that there is no way to enter the bottom of the lake.

That is to say.

The middle-aged men in black are just like people like Li Yu, waiting for the opportunity.

If he hadn't come, the middle-aged man in black might have succeeded.
Chapter completed!