In the eyes of the two of them, there was only a hurricane whirling, exuding a sharp aura.

"WindClan?"

Staring at the fast-spinning hurricane, the faces of the two of them changed slightly, and a look of fear appeared in their eyes.

The young man without black eyes, as if he couldn't feel the movement behind him, condescendingly, looking at the satellite below, the five fingers of his right hand flicked quickly, forming waves of mysterious ripples, and then rippled into silk, intertwined with each other, as if turning into a net of heaven and earth. It's just that this net of heaven and earth did not fall and lay down the satellite, but shrouded himself.

"Zhang Fengyu, I heard that you have cultivated Qimen's strongest Dunjia technique?"

The swirling wind slowly condensed, and finally turned into a slender figure with a resolute face and a flirtatious smile on it.

At this moment, Zhang Fengyu's whole person was shrouded in faint star power, with him as the center, countless lines suddenly appeared in a radius of hundreds of miles.

After doing all this, Zhang Fengyu slowly turned around, his eyes without black eyes, staring at the young man whose mouth was raised, and his voice was peaceful, "The wind is clear, according to the regulations, your place of trial is not here!" ”

"So what?"

Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and snorted, "You don't have to talk to me here, my purpose here is very simple, that is, to find the lost ancient saint and try his skills." ”

Looking for an ancient saint to try your skills?

This is definitely a sign of hubris.

However, neither Zhang Fengyu nor the other two young men showed any disdain or ridicule. Because, in their opinion, the wind in front of them is clear, and they do have the qualifications to fight with the ancient saints.

Wind Qingyang comes from the Wind Clan, and the Wind Clan is the existence of the thirty-eighth interstellar race.

Moreover, Feng Qingyang not only has the blood of the Wind Clan, but also a trace of Immortal blood. Racial talent really can't be taken seriously.

Feng Qingyang was born with the strength of the Great Perfection of the Yang God Realm, and when he became an adult, he easily achieved the results of the Dao with his strength.

Thirty years ago, Feng Qingyang became a saint, and he also mingled with the will of an extremely uneasy planet.

Legend has it that the planet once gave birth to a saint.

Eight years ago, Feng Qingyang entered the depths of chaos, killed three thousand enemies, and shocked the interstellar battlefield, and even the great sects of the First Star Domain had invited Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang raised the corners of his mouth with a flirtatious smile, stared at Zhang Fengyu, and said with a smile, "Zhang Fengyu, wait for this place, you come with me to the earth!" ”

"Earth?" Zhang Fengyu showed a trace of doubt on his face.

"That's right, it's Earth!" Feng Qingyang grinned and said: "The power of the earth's rules is recovering, and the old monsters that are dormant in it are also jumping out one by one, I really want to try what means those old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years." By the way, I've heard that Miaodao is deflated on Earth. ”

Wonderful?

Zhang Fengyu slowly closed his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, it's a matter of this place, I'll go to the earth with you!" ”

"Then it's decided!" Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, and then fell towards the satellite with a big grin.

"Senior brother, do you really want to go to the earth with the wind?"

"Senior brother, I heard that the earth is very dangerous, and it is very unlikely that there will be a Great Star Rank Tianzun."

Zhang Fengyu showed a soft smile on his face and said: "The water of the earth is very deep, but in the same way, there are many opportunities. Let's not talk about that, let's go down too! ”

As he spoke, the lines around Zhang Fengyu's body suddenly boiled, enveloping the two junior disciples next to him.

Suddenly, a striped path intertwined, and it turned into a Xuanwu phantom, carrying rolling coercion, and fell towards the satellite below.

At this moment, Ye Feng was squatting in a big pit, looking up at the terrifying wind rolling up in the sky.

The hurricane wind was like countless divine weapons, stirring everything, and even those weird cultivation perceptions were instantly annihilated.

"Master!" Ye Feng blinked, raised his hand and touched his chin, his eyes were full of thought.

"The breath on Li Mengyao's body is very similar to the breath formed by the Dream God Technique, there must be some connection between the two." Ye Feng half-squinted his eyes, "The reason why I was able to enter the Heavenly Tablet God Tomb was because of the guidance of the Human King. In other words, the King of Men must have a deep understanding of the Heavenly Monument Divine Tomb. ”

"Bang!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng hurriedly took out the body of the human king from the space ring.

Looking at the corpse of the human king, Ye Feng's fingers were raised, and a drop of crimson goblin blood exuded strange fluctuations.

"King of People, I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Buzz!"

The blood of the crimson goblin was like a ruby, and it did not enter the eyebrows of the corpse of the human king.

Suddenly, the body of the human king trembled violently.

"Huh!"

The king of people suddenly opened his eyes, and Sen Bai's sharp fangs were exposed, and his mouth opened suddenly.

"Smack!"

Ye Feng slapped the human king on the mouth, "Don't scream!" ”

The human king's eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Ye Feng, who was half-squinting, and countless memory fragments kept appearing in his mind.

Halfway through, the king gritted his teeth and spit out two words, "Ye Feng!" ”

"Well, that's me!" Ye Feng grinned, "It seems that there is nothing missing in your memory!" ”

"Since you have resurrected me, then, I'm afraid all the materials left by my Qianchao Dynasty in the Mixed Yuan Cave have already fallen into your hands, right?"

"Nope!"

"No?" The human king was slightly stunned, according to his memory, at the cost of the materials left in the Mixed Yuan Cave by the Qian Dynasty, he asked Ye Feng to send a drop of essence blood into the puppet of the zombie king, so as to resurrect him.

"You take a look around!"

"Here?"

"Outer space!"

Ye Feng smiled and hooked the neck of the human king, pointed to the sky, the huge Xuanwu condensed by wind and rain was crushing the rolling weird cultivation perception, falling downward, and said: "Human king, during the time you hiccuped, a lot of things have happened on the earth, and with your strength as a zombie king, you are not even a small shrimp." ”

The human king looked confused, staring blankly at the huge Xuanwu phantom in the sky, especially feeling the terrifying aura that emanated, which made him feel a creepy feeling.

"On the current earth, there are as many small star rank venerables as dogs, and there are groups of middle star rank venerables, and there are even many saints!" Ye Feng continued to say with a smile.

"I—I don't believe it!"

The human king shook his head violently, wanting to break free from Ye Feng's arm, if it was really as Ye Feng said, then what was he?

Ye Feng patted the human king on the shoulder, and a look of sympathy appeared on his face, the original human king could be regarded as a hegemon. But now, with the strength of the human king zombie king, it is really not enough to see.

The combat power of the ordinary zombie king is similar to that of the Little Star Venerable.

"King of People, you don't have to worry too much, no matter what you say, we are all of the same clan, and I will naturally cover you!" The corners of Ye Feng's mouth rose slightly, and he asked with a smile, "You first feel the breath of this heaven and earth, is there anything unusual?" ”

[I really can't stand it, dizziness, blocked nose, and two more.] 】

(End of chapter)