The vortex of spiritual energy around was surging faster and faster, and Luo Yinhuang was also shrouded in a layer of holy white mist.

The white fog became more and more dense, and Luo Yinhuang's figure was completely submerged, making it impossible to see clearly.

Ning Xi and others found a place to sit down and wait. Ning Xi also placed the mongoose beside Luo Yinhuang, while absorbing the beasts swallowed before refining, while guarding Luo Yinhuang.

Except for Yan Wushuang and Ning Xi, everyone else felt a suppressed aura flowing around them, making them feel like they were out of breath.

The three Zhang Che and Luo Yinhuang have been in contact with each other for a long time, but they really didn't expect him to be so powerful. Now that they recall the atmosphere of the master and Luo Yinhuang getting along, they realized that it was not easy.

"Master, is Luo Yinhuang really the prince who was destroyed by a small country?" Zhang Che asked curiously, sitting next to Ning Xi.

Ning Xi didn't answer and asked, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Zhang Che said truthfully.

"You will know in a while." Ning Xi blinked, and Luo Yinhuang's identity would be revealed naturally after he succeeded in the promotion.

The three of Zhang Che nodded, and their curiosity became even stronger.

Time passed little by little, and three days later, the spiritual energy of the entire cave was gathered together by the formation, and all of it was poured into the vague figure in the white mist.

The energy stones arranged around the formation were all absorbed and turned white-gray.

Then the mighty air pressure overflowed in all directions, Zhang Che and the others were suppressed and flushed, and some people even vomited blood one after another.

Even Ning Xi felt a sense of oppression, the profound energy in his body violently violently, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Suddenly, a huge dragon shadow appeared in the sky above the white fog, with a distant and simple aura in his eyes, he glanced at everyone from above.

Just a glance, makes people unable to bear the heart palpitations, as if they can be annihilated at any time.

The sound of the dragon's roar echoed throughout the cave, and the three of Yan Wushuang couldn't resist such suppression.

The others seemed to want to bleed from the seven holes. Fortunately, a white circle of light appeared from the white fog and enveloped them all, which made them slowly calm down and feel more comfortable, but they were full of horror.

Yan Wushuang and the three of them were shocked and smiled bitterly. The distance between them and Luo Yinhuang was getting bigger and bigger.

After a while, the thick white fog gradually faded, and a young man in a black brocade walked out.

The contours of his facial features are like deep contours carved by ghosts and axe, the soul-stirring handsome face is cold and indifferent, and there is a kind of sternness hidden in the introverted, the whole person is like a jade-like dragon and phoenix, and it exudes a low-key and charming nobility. temperament.

When Jing Yi and the others saw the god-like man slowly walking out of the white mist, they all showed disbelief in their eyes.

They met Luo Yinhuang once, in the palace of Yin country. At that time, Luo Yinhuang was the person in charge of Longyin Pavilion. They all thought that he only represented the deputy pavilion owner of Longyin Pavilion's branch in Yin country. Totally stunned.

How could the deputy pavilion master of the Longyin Pavilion branch be a Tianjie cultivation base? That can only mean one thing, this person is the pavilion owner of the Longyin Pavilion.

Zhang Che, Jing Yi and others really didn't expect that Luo Yinhuang was the man who was like an emperor in the legend.

Jing Feng clenched his hands tightly into fists. He was surprised that he stayed by Ning Xi's side all the time. The little boy who was so much loved by her was actually the beautiful man who was molested by Ning Xi on the street that day.

My heart was tumbling fiercely, and it was as sharp as being punctured by something. A most precious thing seemed to be lost forever and could no longer be grasped.