Tang Feng looked at the more and more nervous look on the Lord's face, but he didn't feel anything at all. He was still squinting and smiling slightly. Then, as if nothing had happened, he looked at the meeting hall and began to move.

His posture at the moment, as if just want to see the pattern of this chamber decoration, and walk in the same, so inadvertently, he step by step toward the direction of qinghongzong.

The patriarch only felt that his hand was shaking slightly. As Tang Feng approached step by step, his throat was shaking slightly. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Then, he stepped back.

When he retreated, his disciples naturally followed him.

Although they were still a little confused, they were a little more frightened because of the patriarch's behavior.

Only Jing Jie, but still standing in the original place, tightly frowning, still staring at Tang Feng.

He always felt that the patriarch was using the appearance of this young man to cheat him into believing that he was a man of high level. As for the purpose of the patriarch, he didn't know for a moment.

This is the reason why he felt contradictory and tangled in his mind.

Tang Feng didn't pay attention to Jing Jie either. He still looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the conference hall with a faint smile. He walked forward step by step. When he passed Jing Jie, he picked the corner of his mouth slightly and showed a meaningful smile, but he didn't speak and walked directly from him.

When Tang Feng passed by him, Jing Jie felt a sense of fear that had no reason to come up from the bottom of his heart. All of a sudden, there was no reason. He just felt a chill.

This fear, Jing Jie himself can not say, is why.

He just felt fear, overwhelming fear.

His heart seemed to be hollowed out, which made him panic and shiver. He was already sweating all over his body.

Jing Jie has lived for hundreds of years. He has experienced a lot of big scenes, but he has never felt such a fear. It seems that the whole person is stiff in the same place. Only on his forehead, there are big drops of sweat, rolling down his eyebrows, there are two, even along his eyelashes, Into the eyes.

When people's eyes are stimulated, they blink and close reflexively until the sweat drops into their eyes, which makes their eyes tingle. Jing Jie's eyes are wide open without any action.

In his eyes, there was a sense of almost desperate fear.

"It's strange that the man didn't move."

In the mirror, Xue Panpan stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of Jing Jie, with a puzzled look on his face.

At the moment, Jingjie is facing the direction of the mirror. They can see clearly the look on his face.

Tiger Xie looked at it with a puzzled look in his eyes. He said: "it seems that he saw something extremely terrible and was so scared that he stood still. But here, it is clear that there is nothing. Is there anything in the mirror that we can't see? But if that's the case, other people should be able to see it. How can they not react? "

Li Jianming rubbed his hands, slightly nervous, and said: "look at him, he was really scared. What did he see? Maybe it's really something that we can't see. "

Hearing this, Xue Ruiwen looked around, but the vision outside the mirror was not his decision. Even if he stretched his neck to see it, what he saw was the same as others.

Shangguan frowned, looking at Jingjie's abnormal fear, but he couldn't move. Suddenly he said, "yes, sir."

"Sir? Mr. Tang? He's the same as before. What's so terrible about him? The old man is not so frightened as to see his husband, is he Xue Rui looks at Tang Feng's back, but he can't see anything terrible about Tang Feng.

Apart from Tang Feng's accomplishments, just looking at Tang Feng's appearance, he really has a kind of harmless appearance. In the eyes of ordinary people, he still feels that this young man looks very simple and honest.

Lin Mengjia said, "I didn't see Tang Feng do anything. How could he do that?"

"It's not the appearance, it's the breath in him." Shangguan also looked at Tang Feng's back and explained. Then, he said to Lin Mengjia, "we are in the mirror. Maybe there is some barrier. We can't feel the outside air, but the people outside must have felt it."

Ji Ning nodded and said, "I guess it's Mr. Wang who used some means to make him feel something."

"What do you feel?" Xue Rui repeated this sentence, his eyes were still a little puzzled, "Mr. Tang didn't do anything, just let him feel what, he was scared like this? Isn't his own cultivation quite powerful? So easily, would you be scared? "

Rong Guocheng is also looking at Jingjie, his body, in a slight tremor.

This is a nine level monk.

Maybe other people, except Zixuan, don't have a substantial understanding of what kind of stage this monk is in. They just know that they are very powerful.

Rongguocheng is known.

When he was in wuxiuzong, he knew the existence of Qi refiners and how they were against heaven. He knew that the nine levels of Qi refining were close to the existence of God in the eyes of their disciples.

But in front of him, Tang Feng, the monk of the ninth floor of refining gas, was just beside him. After a moment, he was scared to death.

Rong Guocheng didn't know exactly what Tang Feng had done, but what he knew was that no matter what Tang Feng had done, it was quite easy for him.

That is to say, Tang Feng can make a monk with nine levels of refining gas scared out of his wits.

With this in mind, Rong Guocheng subconsciously looks at Zixuan.

Before this is looking at Tang Feng this movement, some gloating Zixuan, at this moment, is also staring at Jingjie.

In her heart, she had the same idea.

What did this man do?

How powerful is this man?