The glow that shines on the earth makes this fairy land more fairy.

The powerful qi machine devours the vitality of the grass and trees.

The energy formed is like a tumbling cloud.

The yellowing of the skin has changed color.

The shriveled flesh gradually plumped up.

The line of sight is getting clearer and clearer.

A vigorous vitality surged in the body.

Feng Yiyang had a thick smile on his face.

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.

He took over all the accumulation of his previous life.

I don't know how long it took.

The trees and vegetation within the reach of the entire Qingping Mountain have all withered.

Rumble!

The next moment later, in the center of the mountain protection array, a pillar of golden light rose into the sky.

Feng Yiyang began to recover his realm.

It only took a moment to break through a small realm.

Even he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Sitting for a hundred years.

Feng Yiyang looks extremely old, but his physical body has been polished to the extreme, and he only lacks that immortal Dao vitality.

Another hour, Feng Yiyang broke through again.

In this way, within a radius of dozens of miles from Qingping Mountain, there were terrifying mana fluctuations from time to time, each time stronger and more terrifying.

Even in the end, it was a series of visions, the ground swelled with golden lotus, the sky was falling, the rainbow bridge was rising, and the sun was shining.

So far, after a day and a night.

Finally, a terrifying cyclone of energy swept across a hundred miles.

In the sky above Qingping Mountain, layers of thunder clouds appeared.

Under the firmament.

The monks and warriors besieging the Qingping Immortal Sect couldn't help but raise their heads, looking at the black and oppressive dark clouds, their eyes revealing a look of horror.

And the brontosaurus surging in the clouds.

"Is that a thunderstorm?"

"Could it be that the treasures inside have reached the point of going against the sky?"

One after another, exclamations came and went.

The consternation was followed by a revelry.

Glancing into the depths of the Great Array.

In an instant, Feng Yiyang walked out of the formation, and the boundless thunderclouds suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a glow in the sky, and purple qi lingered for ten miles.

Feng Yiyang looks like a middle-aged charming uncle.

The eyes are blazing, and the body is more like a fairy body, shining brightly.

A terrifying aura emanated from within him.

The earth was cracked in layers.

"This is the feeling of refining qi and transforming gods, not bad." Feng Yiyang had a proud look on his face.

Refining Qi and Transforming Gods! Refining Qi and Transforming Gods, you heard it right.

Qi Refining Realm?

Can a Qi Refining Realm pretend to be like this?

If someone asks this in front of Feng Yiyang, he will definitely knock off the dog's head.

What happened to the Qi Refining Realm?

The ancestor of the thirty-third layer of qi refining, isn't it the ancestor?

Remember that your ancestor will always be your ancestor.

At the same time, stop at the foot of the mountain, and look away from the people with hearts.

The vision is so powerful that no matter how much the heart desires, everyone will not dare to act rashly.

"Could it be that there is a treasure in Qingping Mountain!"

"Even if there is a mountain protection array of the Qingping Sect, it can't be blocked."

"The big array is getting smaller, aren't we?"

"Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

"You didn't see that all the grass and tree spirits around you have withered, so you can see that the treasure behind is very evil!"

"Waiting!"

"It was a day and a night, and the vision was gone."

The ten major factions looked at each other cautiously, their eyes full of vigilance and warning.

Looking at the golden glow in the sky, after an instant of brilliance, there was silence all over the ground.

When the vision disappeared, the valley in the distance became a treasure for everyone to peep at.

"Rush!"

A voice filled with deep longing pierced the sky.

"Master, there's a back mountain!"

Looking at the vast sea of people, unwavering impact on the valley.

The Qingping disciples around looked confused.

Doesn't it mean that this is a catastrophe?

Why is it now that the opponent is not birding, I feel so bitter, but the baby doesn't say it!

"At the beginning, it was the breath of my sect's Deadwood Nine Spiritual Skills, but who actually practiced the secret method of this sect to the realm of legends?" Qing Mingzi was shocked and whispered secretly.

The Nine Dead Wood Martial Arts is the secret method of the Qingping Immortal Sect, which is specially used to close the death pass, but in the records, only two masters have practiced.

But today!

Qing Mingzi saw the devouring of the earth for thousands of miles, and the vitality of all things disappeared in an instant.

This is even higher than the highest level recorded by the Nine Dead Wood Spiritual Skills!

"What is it now?"

"Master, this is the forbidden place of my faction, I can't sit still and wait for death!"

"What's more, the terrifying vision lasted for a day and a night, no matter what, this place belongs to our Qingping Immortal Sect."

Qing Mingzi dragged his crippled body and led a group of disciples to the forbidden place in the back mountain.

Qingping's disciple couldn't help but clench the sword in his hand.

Meanwhile.

Feng Yiyang is studying his body.

Younger.

The two-hundred-year-old ancestor is not false at all.

Get up, breathe, and do a simple set of movements.

After getting roughly familiar with the new body, Feng Yiyang sighed: "It's better to cultivate immortals." ”

In the previous life, even if the power was overwhelming, it was just an ordinary person, or it would be a billet of loess in a hundred years.

Ponder for a moment.

Feng Yiyang slowly got up and walked out of the valley.

The scorching sun is a little dazzling.

Hundreds of miles of loess, somewhat desolate.

Although the memories of his past life provided a lot of reference information, when he witnessed it with his own eyes, he was still amazed by the clear blue sky and the vast mountains.

Da!

Dense footsteps rang out.

Qingping Mountain trembled.

Feng Yiyang frowned slightly, could it be that something happened to my Qingping Immortal Sect!

Rumble!

Looking up, he glanced at the barrier with golden ripples.

Qingping Mountain is worthy of being a treasure, and the powerful formation set up encompasses the advantages of time and place, and there is a tendency to strengthen. It's impossible for even a foundation building master to break it, but it's a bit out of grade now.

Boom, boom, boom......

A group of disciples came to him in the blink of an eye.

"You?"

"This seems to be Master Zu?"

"Could it be that Master Zu knows that my Qingping Immortal Sect is in trouble, and he deliberately came back from the fairy land?"

In the era of face brushing, with Feng Yiyang's face, there was really no one in the entire Qingping Immortal Sect who couldn't recognize it.

But the ancestor has disappeared for a hundred years, and the disciples have changed for four or five generations.

"Master Zu!"

"Meet Master Zu!"

"Apprentice grandson to meet Master Zu!"

"Ancestor Master Wan'an!"

As the sect master, Qing Mingzi knew a lot about the history of the sect, and in the Qingping Immortal Sect, he felt the familiar smell of the immortal ancestor in front of him.

Without saying a word, bow down.

The disciples in the back looked at it and knelt down again and again.

Now the Qingping Immortal Sect is united, and the ancestor is here.

Outside the mountain gate.

Not long after, in front of the valley where the wind was easy to retreat, on the other side of the golden barrier, there was a crowd of people.

Qing Mingzi, who was standing on the side, said, "Master Zu...... They are trying to break down the barrier. The apprentice asks for a fight! I will kill him and leave no armor behind. ”

Feng Yiyang looked at the lovely Sect Master in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

What a man!

Feng Yiyang originally wanted to put on the aura of the ancestor master, but the other party had already bowed his head, so what else could he say.

"The ancestor has a strategy to retreat from the enemy, go out with me to meet the battle." Feng Yiyang said lightly.

"Yes!"