Because there were outsiders present at this time, Feng Yin didn't have much to say, and watched Jiucai and the others show their magical powers, leave themselves, and finally disappear from sight.

In fact, he also thinks that this situation is good, anyway, everyone feels that they have been abolished, and no one will seriously guard against themselves, and it can be much easier to act.

At this time, the five domains showed their magical powers, and most of them arrived at the other side one after another, while the hostages who were originally used as collateral got up one by one, or were dragged away, or relied on their own skills.

And at this moment, a demon in the Southern Regions cast a gaze at Feng Yin, with a playful smile, and did not leave for the time being.

"You... What to do? ”

Feng Yin sneered in his heart, but his face showed a panicked expression, imitating the behavior of the weak vividly.

The one left behind in the Southern Regions is a humanoid demon cultivator, this demon is very weird, he can't even see the main body of Jiucai, and he has always felt that he is very mysterious and very jealous.

"They all say that you are gone, the old way is no longer good, but other people in the Eastern Regions dare to keep you here, hehe, I think it's a bit mysterious, I don't know if you are really wasted."

The strange demon cultivator walked with a steady step, he slowly paced around Feng Yin in a circle, his eyes stared at Feng Yin for a moment, like a predator surveying his prey, his sharp eyes made his scalp tingle.

"I want to know how much you have left."

The weird demon cultivator stood behind Feng Yin's head and let out a sinister laugh, while Feng Yin bowed his head "in fear", only daring to look at the surface of his feet, and on the bare back of his neck, the hairs stood up.

Seeing this, the weird demon cultivator snorted, and immediately determined that Feng Yin had been abolished, so he pushed Feng Yin aside and said, "It's a waste of time!" ”

Seeing Feng Yin's actions, the weird demon cultivator completely lost interest in it, he took one last look at Feng Yin, and said: "The revenge you took for cutting off my head before has not been avenged, but now you have become a waste, it is really disappointing, my evil sickle has its own rules, and I never shoot at people who have no strength, you get out." ”

It turned out that this person's name was Evil Scythe, after he said this, he didn't look at Feng Yin again, walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped out, and a silk silk condensed by mana in the distance connected it, and the evil scythe also plunged into the mist, completely missing its figure.

At this point, only Feng Yin was left in the mille-feuille feather plain.

"Unexpectedly, the sinister and vicious evil scythe turned out to be a character who doesn't want to take advantage of others, which really makes people don't know what to say..."

Feng Yin was a little speechless, and the identity of the emotionally weak person has become his own war-free talisman?

In the distance, in the mysterious area within the tumbling mist, a cacophony or two occasionally sounded, and as time went on, the sound became smaller and smaller, as if the group had begun to set off.

At this time, Feng Yin had already calculated his strength and direction, but he was very cautious and had not passed yet, after all, the play had to be performed in a full set, and it was not good to be accidentally discovered.

For this reason, Feng Yin deliberately sat on the cliff at the end of the mille-feather plain for two hours.

At this time, the surroundings were very quiet, there was not even a single living creature in motion, Feng Yin slowly opened his eyes, he was sure that there was no movement in front of him, presumably those people had already gone away, but the cautious Feng Yin was still not at ease, he began to search around.

It doesn't matter if you don't search, I was immediately startled when I saw it, including the evil scythe that had just left in the Southern Regions, and the people of the other four domains have left their marks here, used to monitor Feng Yin, once there is a mana fluctuation or a loud sound here, the other side will definitely get the news.

"The people who can be sent to enter the Kunpeng burial ground, who are not thoughtful and extremely deep in the city, fortunately I have a careful hand, otherwise all my efforts will be in vain."

He let out a sigh of relief, looking at a shallow white mark on his right hand, and thinking it was a dirt mark like dust and dirt, but in fact it was the mark left by the evil sickle on his body, specifically to monitor himself.

"Good ...... Risk"

He carefully ripped off the garment and pressed it with a stone, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, Feng Yin moved around the edge of the cliff to the right, and walked for about three or four miles before stopping, making sure that he would not be found out if he made a lot of noise here, he nodded, bent his knees, and jumped.

Rumble!

The ground under his feet was instantly trampled by powerful feet, and the cliff was made a huge gap by Feng Yin, who jumped high and got closer and closer to the fog in front of him.

A fierce man plunged into the mist, and the mist, which was stirred by the energy brought by his flesh, rolled, and gradually, the blurred vision became clear......

Boom!

With his feet on the ground, Feng Yin's donkey rolled on the ground for more than ten weeks to reduce the momentum of falling, but he didn't want to still smash a big hole in the ground, he rubbed his shoulders that were a little painful, thinking that the ground was really hard.

After passing through the mist, the veil of mystery on the other side is completely unraveled, this is a bluestone platform standing in the air, the radius is more than one or two hundred meters, there are railings carved out of stone around it, there are various fierce beasts, stone statues of birds of prey, mighty and extraordinary.

What is amazing is that as Feng Yin got up, the broken ground under his feet began to repair itself, as if there was an invisible force gluing the broken ground, but in a few breaths, the ground was already intact.

He walked to the railing on the edge and found nothing unusual, and when he looked down, it was deep and dizzying, still bottomless, and when he looked up, he saw an unforgettable picture.

"This ...... Could it be the legendary Genting Heavenly Palace?! Feng Yin was a little shocked.

The floating platform is not only at the foot of the foot, Feng Yin raised his eyes and looked, the floating stone platform was continuous into pieces, like steps, the farther you looked, the higher the height, and the floating platform formed a slope.

Those stone platforms were one after another, some of them were like nothing at Feng Yin's feet, and some of the other stone platforms stood huge statues, including ancient beasts gazing at the starry sky, dragons leaning down to worship the moon, and huge strange sacred trees that could not be named...... Each statue is vivid and contains a hint of real charm, as if it has come to life.

At first glance, it seems that those statues are just a layer of stone skin, and there are really living beings in them, which can't help but make people wonder how clever his methods must be to shape the existence of this statue.

But that's not the most important thing.

At the extreme position that Feng Yin's eyes can see, about a hundred miles away, countless floating gods in the void are guarded, and there is a palace standing at the highest point, which is indescribably magnificent and huge, like the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in myths and legends!

"There is such a weather in the Kunpeng burial ground, what will that supreme being do when he dies, and he can't ascend the throne?!"

Feng Yin's mood was too shocking, a dead existence was buried on the Nine Heavens, standing on the top of Qiongxiao, what a shocking spirit!

(End of chapter)