Jiang Fengyang was silent, slowly withdrew his shirt, and looked at the alternating lines that kept disappearing.

He knew that this was not a divine pattern, but something else, although he didn't know what it was, but he already had a plan, when this pattern was still there, the divine power of the Qiankun Sword could be controlled by him.

If he can master the Qiankun Sword, then he will have a cultivation that can exceed his own cultivation by several times.

Since it can appear in him, it is definitely related to something in his body.

Bloodline, Divine Soul, or Skill, or Beiyuan......

Of course, this is the direction that Jiang Fengyang is most reluctant to think about.

If he is now a human-level battle venerable and has not yet condensed the divine pattern, then with the blessing of this mysterious pattern in his hand, he uses the Divine Punishment Technique to have a cultivation comparable to that of the Demon Emperor, and he can easily defeat the battle.

What Beiyuan said, he didn't want to think about it too much.

Because, he already knows that there are too many secrets in this world, and Tianzun is not the pinnacle of cultivation in this world, as for the cattiness in this, I am afraid that he will not know what is going on until he really sets foot in that realm.

At present, he knew that divine power could easily suppress spiritual power, any spiritual power.

And this is just the residual divine power in a sword that can suppress the demon emperor, so if the divine power is bred in the body, what kind of light and shadow will it be?

It's scary to imagine.

The little monk of Fahai suddenly jumped out of his head, could that be an existence with condensed divine power?

The huge backlash of the Divine Technique did not devour his body this time like the last time in the Heavenly Dao Space, because he knew that the Huaxia Divine Dragon in the sea was slowly rising and falling, as if it was breathing.

The black flames that bloomed were the purest rules of death, and at this time, the entire underground was filled with a terrifying aura of death.

Jiang Fengyang closed his eyes carefully and found that the room he was in was corroded by the aura of death.

He gradually lost control of the death breath and had the possibility of losing control.

If this is the case, the picture of the 3,000-mile desert will disappear in a flash......

Day after day, he always believed that in the 5,000-year-old Chinese civilization, dead wood can meet spring, and the end of death will be new life.

After the fire, there is always a new grass Aochun, and now he has been crazy for two years, caught in obsession and can't extricate himself, once he wakes up from a dream and knows what his Taoist thoughts are.

It's not that Yelang is arrogant as Beiyuan said, but he is angry, if the big husband has done something, he will do it!

Since the return of the Purple Void Holy Lord in Yongzhou City, there have been subtle changes in the entire Three Hundred Mile City, first of all, the changes in the particles of spiritual power, and then the physical condition of many people has problems.

Yuan He is the most real about this change, because he is the person who has cultivated the most profound except Jiang Fengyang.

"This is the purest rule of death, and if the Holy Lord does not receive the supernatural powers, none of us can do anything. Yuan He sighed.

"But it's been more than thirty days, and we can't know his status, I suspect ......," Ayaka sighed. "Is it the White Tiger Emperor's supernatural powers. ”

"Not necessarily. Luo Nishang raised her head slowly, I can suppress the death aura of these nine days, but I need a huge number of demon crystals.

"SSS-level demon crystals have not been many in Yongzhou City in the past two years, and most of them have been used by Fusang. Zhen Xinkuan sighed and shook his head, but there was nothing he could do.

Since the completion of Yongzhou City, he has been responsible for the commercial construction and management of the entire Yongzhou City, at least now the largest auction house in Yongzhou City is from his hand.

And eighty percent of the income from this auction house was directly used by Fusang, all of which were used to arrange the formation of Yongzhou City.

"Let's think of a way, if we go on like this, something big will happen in Yongzhou City. Ren Qianxun sighed, "This product is not a fuel-efficient lamp, or if you don't come back, you will make such a disturbance when you come back." ”

"If he stops, it won't be Jiang Fengyang. Chonglou also shook his head.

"I will take out all the resources that the Su family can use. Su Nanxu opened her mouth, her brows didn't move, obviously now that her brother went to the border, she faintly became the head of the Su family.

At this time, Yuan He's face was shocked, and his figure moved, and he appeared above the Nine Heavens.

"Who. Yuan He looked at the woman who was shrouded in robes, but her face was like a girl.

"The deceased. Mu Qiancheng just glanced at Yuan He with slanted eyes, and the appearance of no one in his eyes made Yuan He extremely unhappy, but the aura on her body made Yuan He feel like a great enemy, but she was just staring at a certain location under the Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion.

Then someone opened their eyes, and a long sword with black ink formed in the void.

"Retreat. The voice didn't carry the slightest emotion, but a bird strayed into this area, and it fell directly into the void, and the breath of life dissipated directly.

Yuan He's face changed drastically, he was already an earth venerable, that is to say, he had preliminarily constructed the existence of the divine pattern in his body, but at this time, he could feel that the divine pattern in his body was disintegrating and decomposing.

At that moment, the spiritual power wrapped itself and also looked at the black-robed man who walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Is this person still Jiang Fengyang?

Although the lines on his face are hideous, they have a different sense of beauty, and there is no breath fluctuation on his body, but the space is slowly distorted because of his appearance.

At this moment, everyone saw Mu Qiancheng above the Nine Heavens, and the people who were close to the City Lord's Mansion also felt the terrifying aura of death on Jiang Fengyang's body.

Because of his appearance, the trees in front of the City Lord's Mansion turned from spring to autumn and into winter in an instant, and the breath of life directly withered, and the trees withered.

It's poisonous!

Seeing this scene, the monks and mortals as well as the bloodline warriors all subconsciously left the City Lord's Mansion, and the fear of the unknown made them keep enough distance from Jiang Fengyang.

"The temper is not as good as it used to be. ”

"I don't know you that well. ”

"Well, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to save you. ”

Jiang Fengyang raised his head and looked at the old witch of Jiutian, this guy is too mysterious, how credible is what she said?

Mu Qiancheng also knew Jiang Fengyang's thoughts, and with a flick of his green jade fingers, a green light suddenly fell, and suddenly an incomparably huge stone fell on the City Lord's Mansion.

The stone fell, and suddenly the dead silence seemed to disappear.

Jiang Fengyang frowned, as if he had found something wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong all of a sudden.

Mu Qiancheng disappeared.

Jiang Fengyang stood in front of the stone and was silent for a long time, there was no problem with the stone, the mysterious patterns engraved on it seemed to be somewhat similar to the divine patterns, but it exuded a pure breath of life.

Was Mu Qiancheng really kind enough to use this life spirit stone to help him suppress the qi of death?

Jiang Fengyang's divine sense bloomed, and he did find that many lifeforms in this city that had been robbed of life began to be reborn.

Since this is the case, Jiang Fengyang disappeared into the City Lord's Mansion again.

It is better to believe in others than in yourself.

And in a courtyard only three hundred meters away from the City Lord's Mansion.

A purple-robed woman's face was also covered with lines, but the lines on her face were not black, but green.

At this time, the woman did not have any breath on her body, but there were indescribable mystical fluctuations between sitting cross-legged, and she seemed to be pinching her fingers to deduce.

There seemed to be an endless space in front of her, and the heavy building Yuyu had thousands of changes, with countless pictures changing in turn, and finally all condensed on a woman sitting on a plate.

The picture dissipated, and the woman finally opened her beautiful eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The green lines on her face disappeared, and in the space she didn't know how far away, a white-haired woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?" the voice was as gentle as ever.

The woman stood up, her slender figure matched her beautiful face, like a fairy in the sky.

"I'm going down the mountain. The woman spoke, without the slightest expression on her face, because just now, her spirit was shocked, and she saw a picture that he thought about day and night, that man, not dead!

It's really not dead.

"Without the permission of the master, you can't go down the mountain privately, it's against the way of your cultivation......" the man said to stop.

The woman didn't say much, waved her hand and disappeared directly between heaven and earth.

Someone holding a sword was waiting above the nine heavens, and the woman waved her palm and slapped it directly at the man, and the man frowned and waved his sword to block.

Bite!

The man retreated a thousand meters, and the woman disappeared between heaven and earth.

Looking at the departing woman, the man shook his head helplessly.

"Senior sister, you will no longer be able to maintain your state of mind this year when you enter the mortal world, and if the master is out of the customs, you will have to suffer again...... Why do you bother......" The man looked at the sky, the boundless white clouds were like a fairyland, but his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at such light and shadow every day, he is a little tired of it, he really envies his junior sister, he can put aside his seven emotions and six desires and devote himself to the Tao.

Well, no, the junior sister doesn't seem to have completely cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.