Feng Qingyan felt that the armored general on the opposite side seemed to have existed since ancient times, and it did not appear now.

The armor was tattered and tattered, and it was very old.

When he came to this mountain, his attention had always been on the magic power of sprinkling beans into soldiers, and he didn't pay attention to the opposite mountain, so he didn't find out until now.

The armored general, who had been sitting quietly on the top of the mountain, seemed to be sneering, or mocking. Moreover, the position where he was sitting was next to Feng Qingyan's previous sitting, but three feet apart.

"How is that possible?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan was shocked, why didn't he see him when he was over there?

He has some hair in his heart, this post-acting ridge seems to be a little weird, and it is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Could it be that this is Sun and Pang?"

Feng Qingyan guessed that he felt that the armored general on his side had been training his troops to rush over in order to kill the other party.

Together?

No wonder the resentment is raging.

After a while, Feng Qingyan didn't think much else, and immediately walked towards the opposite mountain, wanting to confirm whether he could see him.

When he walked up to the top of the hill and looked at it, he saw nothing, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"I should be able to see even the afterimage. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned tightly, but he didn't see it.

At this time, he looked at the opposite side and sat down directly in that position.

When he sat down, he suddenly found that he was wearing a tattered armor, and the armor was painted with mysterious patterns, which was very ancient and exuded a vicissitudes of life.

Feng Qingyan was startled, stood up suddenly, and found that the armor on his body had disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Feng Qingyanxin was even more puzzled, but sat down again, looked at this armor carefully, and was also thinking about the reason.

Could it be the reason why the Exercise Ridge needs two people to practice?

Seeing the soldiers and horses rushing over from the opposite side, Feng Qingyan found that he had moved, stretched out his hand to grab it, and then scattered.

The beans fell like rain and turned into a team of soldiers.

Then, he drew his long sword, and with a swing of the sword, the blades of grass in front of him flew and fell among the soldiers, turning into war horses.

This is......

This is not an action made by Feng Qingyan himself, or just an action made by his body. Moreover, he found that his body was out of his control, and could only be watched as a third person.

Before Feng Qingyan could figure out what was going on, he found that the white line between the two mountains had disappeared.

Then, the two armies began to rush and kill, the wolf smoke was billowing and the sound of fighting was overwhelming.

The two armies fought inextricably, and I don't know how long it took, and in the end, all the soldiers who came were killed.

The armored general on the opposite side did not hold his sword and roar at the sky again, but looked at it coldly, his eyes formed two black cold rays, and then he sprinkled beans for soldiers again, chopped grass for horses, and trained soldiers again.

Feng Qingyan's body was not slow, and he was doing the same movements.

And his consciousness, as a third person, is carefully observing and perceiving.

Moreover, the magic power of his body made him feel a little subtle, as if he had touched something.

After another charge......

"Scattering beans for soldiers and chopping grass for horses, that's how it feels. ”

Feng Qingyan was carefully comprehending the feeling of his body when he used his supernatural powers, which was a very special feeling.

When the third was over, Li Tu found that the armored general on the other side had disappeared, and the armor on his body had also disappeared.

Because he has learned to sprinkle beans into soldiers and chop grass for horses.

At this time, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and then scattered, and saw countless Yin soldiers appear under the mountain......

"This power is really terrifying!"

Feng Qingyan felt the power of sprinkling beans into soldiers, stared at the opposite hill and said lightly: "Could it be that he has been waiting for me? Otherwise, why did he disappear after I learned it?"

Soon after, Feng Qingyan continued to go up the mountain step by step, peaks and ravines, or standing on the top of the peak, or teasing the edge of the slope, or with the pine......

It brings together the peaks, stones, silk, docks, platforms and pines, clouds and wonders, with great, strange, dangerous, fantasy as the characteristics, the wonderful layout of heavenly workmanship, the color of the glaze changes, constitute a great, strange, fantastic, dangerous natural picture.

"Woo-"

Between the peaks ahead, there seemed to be a cry, looming, a little ethereal, very faint.

At first, Feng Qingyan didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just caused by the wind blowing over the cliff, but no matter how he walked, this cry seemed to be in his ears.

It's light, it's a little sad.

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but stop and listen carefully.

"Woo-"

"There seemed to be a cry, a man's cry, and it was very sad. ”

Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked around, this cry came from the peak cliff on the right.

How can there be crying?

Feng Qingyan felt strange in his heart and walked towards the peak cliff.

The peak cliff is about 100 zhang high, and there is a mist lingering, and nothing can be seen clearly, and it is white. As we approached the cliff, the cry seemed to be a little louder.

Feng Qingyan became more and more curious, and couldn't help but walk in, stepping into that mist, suddenly his eyes darkened, and a few faint golden lights appeared in front of him.

So he looked up at the golden light and found that the golden light was emitted by a few large characters engraved on the peak cliff wall.

"Book from heaven?"

Feng Qingyan saw the words "Book of Heaven" on the cliff wall, but the other tens of thousands of words were all splashed with thick ink, and all of them were not clear, and there were only a few left.

Who poured ink on the book from heaven?

Feng Qingyan's eyes shot out two divine lights, but he couldn't penetrate the thick ink, and he felt a little pity in his heart.

He really wanted to see what kind of book this was.

At this point, the cry seemed to be closer, almost close to the ear.

He turned his head to look, but saw a middle-aged man with empty eyes and a stiff face, with hair and blood gushing from his mouth.

Moreover, there is no tongue in the mouth, and it has been cut off.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

The middle-aged man was crying, crying sadly.

The middle-aged man's eyes were hollow, his face was stiff and pale, and he was draped in a long hair, and he walked out of the darkness step by step, like a ghost.

Dressed in flowing white, his chest was stained with blood, a bloody red, and blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth, which was very scary.

The man's cry of "woo" was very sad.

When Feng Qingyan saw it, a sneer appeared on his face.

Who is he?

But the master of the underworld, will he be afraid of a small ghost?

The middle-aged man in white walked step by step, dragging a long bloody path behind him, looking very terrifying and terrifying.

The closer I got, the more I feel the surging death and resentment.

I don't know why, Feng Qingyan has a very uneasy feeling in his heart, what's going on?

If this is really Yunmeng Mountain, then what happened?

Also, how could Yunmeng Mountain appear in the north of the earth?

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