Chapter 3902: Feng Qingyou

Domineering and horrified looked at the group of people that appeared in the distant sky. There were males and females, but most of them were women. There were old women and glamorous young women, but all of them were powerful and obscure.

The first is a beautiful woman with palace makeup, with a golden phoenix crown on her head, the golden step shakes with the wind and the light flashes, wearing a cyan red embroidered palace makeup, the cyan band is flying in the wind, like a heavenly fairy, exuding high-end The elegant temperament impresses people.

Tyrant Jue stared at the palace makeup woman with a shocked expression.

He recognized that this was Feng Qingyou, the patriarch of the Jinfeng clan. She was different from other members of the Jinfeng clan who always liked to be dressed in red because of the practice of Huo Yuanli. Instead, he liked to be dressed in blue. This was a joke among the ancient clans. A story.

"My lord, she is Feng Qingyou, the current patriarch of the Jinfeng Clan!"

Ba Jue was finally an eighth-level Rongyuan expert quickly calmed down and introduced to Di Ping.

"Rongyuan Great Perfection!"

Di Ping watched Feng Qingyou's eyes twitch a little, then nodded and said:

"Let's go! Even if someone comes to pick it up, we can't stay in the battleship anymore. That would be too rude!"

As he said, he suddenly said to the void:

"Thank Patriarch Feng for welcoming him. Di Ping took the liberty to visit the nobles. Please forgive me!"

Feng Qingyou stood in the void, with a faint smile on his face, looking calmly at the imperial ship, and waiting quietly. Behind her, there were a dozen elders of the Jinfeng clan with plain faces, but some with cold faces. With the frost, it seems that he is extremely dissatisfied with the so-called master of the gods who travel to meet one.

At this time, Di Ping's magnificent voice sounded in the sky, and all of them suddenly changed their expressions, and there was a dignified look in the eyes of the imperial ship.

"Is Rongyuan Great Perfection?"

Feng Qingyou's eyes flashed slightly, and then a deep smile appeared in his eyes.

The imperial ship opened, Di Ping led the tyrant, and the three of Rex walked out of the battleship, flying across the air to Feng Qingyou and the others.

When Feng Qingyou saw Di Ping who was in the first place clearly, his eyes still condensed, and his heart vibrated:

"Are you so young!"

Di Ping is less than thirty at this time, and now his appearance is only twenty-three or four. Although it is not easy to judge the age of a strong person, he can still judge one or two with a solid appearance. According to Feng Qingyou, Di Ping will definitely not Over 300 years old.

Such a young Rongyuan Great Perfection powerhouse is simply terrifying. It is not wrong to say that the future is boundless. He has a longevity for thousands of years and has a lot of time to practice. In the future, he will have the opportunity to impact the first half of the stage. realm.

If Feng Qingyou knew that Di Ping was actually less than 30 years old, his face would be shocked.

"Tianlong Tyrant has met Patriarch Feng, this is Lord Di Ping, the master of the magic weapon!"

Ba Juecuo stepped forward, holding a fist toward Feng Qingyou.

Feng Qingyou just glanced at Domineering, nodded slightly, and moved her beautiful eyes to Di Ping's face, revealing a faint smile with a slight nod and said:

"I have heard about the name of the master of the gods for a long time, and today I can see that it makes Qingyou scared. I am indeed worthy of the name of the master of the gods. Such a young man is already above the top of the Rongyuan, making Qingyou ashamed and consciously living this thousand years of life!"

Di Ping smiled slightly, looked at Feng Qingyou and said:

"Patriarch Feng is being polite, Di Mou is just a little better luck, how can it be compared to your hard work and admiration!"

Feng Qing smiled faintly, and sighed in her heart. It really wasn't for nothing that such a young person could reach such a state. A word of luck made many Jinfeng people feel a lot more comfortable, and the invisible compliment that followed made everyone feel satisfied and intangible. In reducing hostility.

Feng Qingyou smiled when he heard the words:

"Mr. Di ignores it, luck is also a part of strength. It is also Mr. Di's destiny to have such luck!"

Di Ping smiled slightly, unwilling to talk more about this issue, looked at Feng Qingyou and said:

"In the Feng Clan, Di Ping took the liberty to come and ask for something, I don't know if I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Qingyou smiled and said:

"No hurry, no hurry! Mr. Di, let me introduce you the elders of my Jinfeng clan first!"

Hearing this, Di Ping had to swallow the following words and smiled:

"Thank you!"

Feng Qingyou acted like a big sister, and guided Di Ping very closely:

"This is the elder Feng Wuming!"

.......

"This is Feng Nantian, the elder of foreign affairs!"