Looking at the four people rushing into the thunder pool, Chen Feng smiled and said nothing.

Boom! As soon as the four people entered the thunder pool, they attracted countless thunder lights.

For several days, there was constant thunder in this place.

And Chen Feng once again returned to the place where the dragon was buried.

While the other four were refining, he struggled to completely refine the huge divine dragon skull.

Three days later.

I saw a divine light rising straight into the sky.

Accompanied by the huge dragon roar, the entire Longzhong Mountain Range was shocked.

"What's going on?"

"what happened?"

"The movement seems to come from... Longshou Mountain!"

For a time, countless monks who were looking for traces of the Seven Treasures rushed over.

Even the Red Eagle ancestor stopped.

For three whole days, he felt as if he was being played.

He kept wandering around the Longzhong Mountains, but he didn't even see Chen Feng's shadow again.

This made him furious! He hated the young boy who was recognized by Qingqiu Tianjian even more.

He was not far away when the movement happened.

Looking into the depths of Longshou Mountain, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Chen Feng.
Chapter completed!