Chapter 328

The plane fell in the early morning of the third day. When ye Ziheng got out of the plane, they found that several planes had stopped at the airport.

Ye Ziheng is looking around. All the grassland is endless, but the grassland is not lush, even rustling. There are no buildings except a huge palace that looks very historic behind him.

"It seems that someone came earlier than us."

Qin Feng took a look at several airplanes nearby, but didn't say anything more. He took ye Ziheng and other people to the huge palace beside him.

is as like as two peas in the White Palace. The two guards are wearing a white coat. They are carrying a rifle in their hands. They are carrying a magic weapon of the same quality, and the preparation of the three products is more or less the same.

"Black tiger gate is so rich."

A disciple looked at the uniform and second-class equipment on the backs of these guards and said with emotion.

You should know that many disciples in tianxingmen's sanpinjing can't even use magic weapons. Even if they can use them, they are at most one level. Only a few of them can wear second level magic weapons if they really have "mine" at home.

Qin Feng listened to but smiled and shook his head.

"If we find such a powerful tomb in tianxingmen, let alone second-class magic, it's not a problem for the watchman to give them one third-class magic."

Ye Ziheng heard this, but he thought it was true. After all, compared with the powerful Tomb of Wudao, it's worth noting that there are only two or three kinds of magic weapons, especially the one who may have reached a desperate situation before his death. The tomb built is so huge that there are not few good things in it. It's possible to explore the five or six kinds of magic weapons at random.

Of course, the premise is to have that life to explore.

After seeing Qin Feng, the guards saluted Qin Feng one after another. Their eyes were full of awe. The simple weak looked at the strong, but in addition to awe, ye Ziheng found another thing in their eyes, jealousy.

However, is this a normal phenomenon? The weak envy the strong, just as a general in ancient China said, "a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier." Only when the weak feel the power of the strong and feel the pressure can they find the power to become stronger.

Just walked to the gate of the main hall, ye Ziheng looked inside and saw the crowd not far ahead.

A dozen of those people stand together and have a certain distance from each other. At a glance, they know that they belong to different sects.

After hearing ye Ziheng's movements, they looked up one after another. After seeing Qin Feng, they all showed welcome smiles on their faces. However, how many of them are true feelings and how many are just acting on occasion is unknown.

"Oh, master Qin, you are a busy man."

An old man in a brown robe looked at Qin Feng and others with a thoughtful smile on his face.

The old man then glanced at yeziheng, who followed him in front and behind. When he saw all the people again, his eyes fell on yeziheng's body, and there was an undisguised sneer on his face.

"Why can't you get together ten disciples of wupinjing, leader Qin? Unexpectedly, I brought a four level realm here. Is the gate really empty this day? "