Feng Qingyan left Yingdu and walked away.

Because he is now alive and known to the world, it is not easy for him to enter the WTO rashly, let alone get in close contact with the world.

so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Perhaps after being in contact with the world for a long time, it may pollute the "White-clothed Gentleman" and make the "White-clothed Gentleman" gradually lose his sense of justice. He now vaguely felt that the "White-clothed King" was existing in a magical form that he could not know for the time being.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Therefore, he headed south, preparing to meditate on the edge of Shenwei Razor for two days, and then return to Yingdu to borrow the sea of clouds and thunder boats.

In this way, not only can he maintain the mystery of his white-clothed monarch, but also reduce contact with the world.

If he rashly enters the WTO, lives in an inn in a certain city, and eats and drinks Lazar like ordinary people, it will definitely damage the demeanor of the white-clothed king......

To put it in layman's terms.

Since the white-clothed monarch is so elegant, he must maintain the high-end style of the white-clothed monarch all the way, and he can't let the white-clothed monarch's identity fall in price.

It's like a saint can't go into a hut in plain sight.

However, before he reached the Divine Mighty Razor, he vaguely felt that the aura around heaven and earth had changed. His brow furrowed, could it be that someone was going to assassinate him, to be precise, to take his bronze coffin?

The bronze coffin is an artifact for the suppression of "taboos".

Who in the world is not blushing?

Who doesn't want to be in control?

Sometimes, perhaps, even saints are not immune to vulgarity, and they may also be greedy.

How could Feng Qingyan not know?

Outside Yingdu, those who assassinated him came to the bronze coffin.

It's a pity that his white-clothed identity is very special, so that the world can hardly touch it, so naturally he can't get his bronze coffin.

Besides, it was useless to seize his bronze coffin.

The bronze coffin was only available to him.

And is the bronze coffin really a bronze coffin? Or, is it really a black pottery flower pot? Even now, Feng Qingyan doesn't know the true face of the bronze coffin or the black pottery flower pot.

Or is it the so-called reincarnation?

Its mystery was far beyond Feng Qingyan's imagination, and he couldn't even peek into anything now. Moreover, is the change of the emperor's heart related to the bronze coffin?

Because Feng Qingyan vaguely guessed something.

But in the blink of an eye, the world in front of me changed again, and a huge stone wall was transformed into an impregnable wall.

The stone wall blocked the surroundings, so that Feng Qingyan had nowhere to go.

It's like a huge prison.

And in the sky above his head, a mountain burst with a terrifying killing aura smashed down, like a military token that fought countless bloody battles.

The blood stained by the military token was like a hanging river at this time.

He even saw countless tragic wars and countless struggling souls in the blood gushing down.

At this time, there are countless unyielding military souls, killed from the blood.

Before the mountain above his head had yet to hit, another stone wall appeared inside the huge stone wall......

"Painting the ground as a prison, military orders are like mountains......"

Feng Qingyan said calmly, his footsteps did not stop, and he still walked away.

But the pace has slowed down.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt with the aura of destruction slashed down from the depths of the heavens, like the thunder of the divine power of Razor, which looked extremely terrifying.

As it fell, it shattered layers of space, as if it had been split from the void.

Even if Daxian is struck, he has to be hated.

At the same time as the thunder fell.

In the huge stone-walled prison, a giant wolf appeared as tall as a foot.

The giant wolf roared in the sky, roaring through the sky, as if it had crossed over from the ancient wilderness, bursting out with monstrous flames. They flew towards Feng Qingyan, their gaping mouths devouring pieces of space......

"This is the Tianli family's heavenly thunderstorm, and the Zongheng family's wolf devouring tigers?"

Feng Qingyan looked at it as he walked.

These two supernatural powers are relatively unfamiliar, and he can't be sure for a while, unlike the Legalists' "painting the ground as a prison" and the soldiers' "military orders are like mountains". After all, he has almost always been in Confucianism, and he has little contact with other sects for the time being, so most of them only know the name of the supernatural power, but do not know the power of the supernatural power.

There is no opportunity to touch and experience.

However, in the blink of an eye, four great sages appeared around heaven and earth, namely the Legalists, the Soldiers, the Heavenly Calendar Scholars, and the Vertical and Horizontal Families. Of course, those who can use the magic power of "painting the ground as a prison" are not necessarily Legalists, but may also be painters in the art of the Four Monarchs.

The Legalist's "painting the ground as a prison" and the painter's "painting the ground as a prison" are just a little different. Or it can be said that the painter's "painting the ground as a prison" is borrowed from the Legalists.

To put it mildly, it was plagiarized, and I didn't even bother to change the name.

What to copy?

It's borrowed!

Reflect!

The major sects of the Holy Dao, who do not borrow from each other, and have no choice but to be borrowed?

"The four supernatural powers cooperate so well, even if the righteous lord is in this prison, I am afraid that he will have to be hated. Feng Qingyan frowned and said, at this time, his heart fluctuated slightly, as if the fair heart of the "white-clothed monarch" had some bad experiences, and he was about to be infected with all kinds of states in the world, "Could it be that the Holy Dao world wants to kill me?"

He just couldn't think of it.

What other forces in this world can appear the power of various factions.

In the Zhou world, apart from the various sects of the Holy Dao and the princes, what other forces could there be? There may be, but they can't be on the stage, let alone the climate......

At this time, he couldn't help but sigh, and found that he had underestimated people's hearts again.

Sure enough, it's unpredictable.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. ”

Feng Qingyan stopped, his face was still calm, and said, "Is the Holy Dao World going to kill me?" or to take my bronze coffin?"

At this time, the four terrifying supernatural powers seemed to be hanging in the air.

"Bronze coffin. ”

Three big white characters appeared in front of Feng Qingyan.

"Sure enough, it was for the bronze coffin. Feng Qingyan was not surprised, and said, "What about making your bronze coffin?"

"Control the Bronze Coffin. ”

A line of white text appears.

"In this world, I am the only one who can control the bronze coffin, and there is no so-called way to control it. "Feng Qingyan Road.

"If you don't pay, die. ”

White text appears.

"If you don't believe it, what's the matter with me?" Feng Qingyan shook his head and said, "Do you know that if I die, the Holy Dao will perish, and the world will perish?"

"Hand over the bronze coffin and control the bronze coffin, and let you go. ”

White text reappears.

"I hope it's not the world that disappoints me, it's just the evil of some greedy people. At this time, Feng Qingyan looked up at Tianyu and said with some disappointment in his eyes.

Although he had some guesses, he didn't want to speculate anymore, he didn't want the world to disappoint him, and let other thoughts pollute the fair heart of the "white-clothed gentleman".

At this time, he cut away his distracting thoughts, and said with a smile: "Although the four great supernatural powers are hanging on his head, even the four great sect masters can't break the situation at this moment. However, you underestimated me, and the world underestimated my demeanor. ”

"My demeanor, who in the world can match?"

"Who in the world can bear my majesty?"

......