I thought the situation in front of me had settled, but I didn't expect another change.

The sudden powerful aura made Chen Feng's expression change, he instantly stopped and turned his eyes to look.

I saw that most of the lightning that enveloped the treasure elephant had dissipated.

The treasure elephant, which was supposed to be killed under the lightning, is still intact.

The golden light covering the body not only did not disappear, but was more dazzling, even more shining than the opponent's victory.

The vast aura emitted from it is obviously not a treasure elephant.

"Who? Since you have taken action, let's show up!"

Chen Feng looked in the direction of the force and let out a cold shout.

In fact, there is no need to ask, it can be judged based on the golden light that is the same sect and origin as Baoxiang. It is undoubtedly the master mentioned by Baoxiang.

Only that kind of old guy can easily resist the five thunder bombardment.

"Haha, little donor, your insight is indeed extremely keen!"

As the words fell, an old and calm voice came from the misty mountains and forests in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, an old monk with white eyebrows and beard slowly walked out.

This man didn't walk very quickly, but in one step, he was several feet away and he had arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"I am the one who is famous recently, the little donor should be Chen Feng!"

The other party did not rush to save Baoxiang, but squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Feng up and down several times, with an inexplicable strange color flashing through his eyes.

"Not bad! What advice does the master have?"

Chen Feng's eyes also glanced at the other party, his brows frowned slightly, and he felt puzzled in his heart.

This old monk, wearing lama clothes, can be sure that he must be the master of Baoxiang.

Strangely, when I first saw it, the old bald man looked kind and looked like an elderly lama.

But as he approached, the abundant breath was like a young man, and he had no intention of aging when he raised his hand and stamped his feet.

But if you feel the past carefully, everything disappears invisible, leaving only a strong smell of decay.

Confused, illusory, illusory, and really makes people unable to see it!

It was the first time Chen Feng encountered such a situation after experiencing so many things and seeing so many masters.

This made him subconsciously alert. The old guy was definitely not simple with such a strange aura.

"Haha, the little donor was joking, and he would never dare to be a counselor! But I, a disciple of Baoxiang, have been by my side since I was a child, and I really can't see him die here. Why not, why not let the little donor go to the net and ask me to take him away?"

The old bald man of Long Qi faced Chen Feng's vigilant gaze, narrowed his eyes and smiled, with no sign of anger on his face.

As the saying goes, he doesn't laugh at the face of a person. When he glances at the miserable treasure elephant, Chen Feng frowned, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Well, since the master said that, you can take him away!"

The old guy is unpredictable, and it is really unpredictable who wins and loses when he starts!

Besides, the battle was imminent, and he really didn't want to cause more trouble, let alone any losses.

"Okay, okay, then thank you little donor Chen Feng!"

Long Qi looked up and down at Chen Feng again, nodded with satisfaction, and then his eyes faintly passed through the little snake and dragon ginseng in the distance, turned around and grabbed Baoxiang's body and was about to leave.
Chapter completed!