Feng'er, what do you mean by this?" Feng Tianyang said angrily, looking at the young man in front of him, very puzzled.

Xie Qingchen smiled abruptly: "Little friend, are you interested in helping me?"

His words, extremely sudden and astonishing, made the heavenly wind them, their eyes heavy, relieved and mist, ready to strike at any time.

"I just want to save Yunchen, as for you snatching the beads, I don't care. Feng Shao said lazily, and then slowly walked to the pillar.

"Bing'er, look at the good son you gave birth to. Feng Tianyang couldn't help but turn pale, the son he valued in the past, and the son who respected him very much, actually changed his attitude, which made him a little angry and unstable.

"Feng'er, don't mess around. "The woman named Bing'er, with an elegant posture and a natural and mature charm in her every move, was dressed in white and whispered to Feng Shao.

"Mother, you still don't care about this matter, my father has fallen into the devil, and for the safety of the heavens, he has fallen into the devil......"

"Nonsense!"

"Isn't it?Uncle him, you can obviously save it, why do you let it go, a Ming Village, I thought it was a place for him to live in his old age, but you ......" Feng Shao couldn't bear to continue, his tone was tough, and he glared at Feng Tianyang.

"What, my brother him?" Bing'er Feng's eyes widened angrily, with incomprehension and madness in her eyes, at such an age, a woman's mind is even more terrifying, and the beginning and end of the matter are already clear.

"Yes, I sacrificed Mingning. Bing'er, you can sacrifice for the sake of righteousness, but your younger brother, why can you avoid it? Can you avoid it?" Feng Tianyang said with a clear conscience.

"You...... You crazy!" Ming Bing didn't choose what to say, she didn't scold the monk, but now, the monk who scolded for the first time was her husband.

"Mother, if we protect Yunchen, all the problems can be solved. Feng Shaoyi grabbed Ming Bing's hand and kept her away from Feng Tianyang, this father he respected at the beginning, was as terrifying as a demon at the moment, so she had to be on guard.

"Hmph, now that my wife is separated and the wind is blowing, can you still stop me?" Xie Qingchen stepped out, and the subordinates around him stepped out one after another, wanting to besiege Feng Tianyang.

"At the beginning, at the end of antiquity. The alien group to, the lord of the heavens, for the sake of safety, took advantage of the treasure rainstorm at the beginning of the heaven and earth to break the first family of the heavens and the surname of the family, and reconciled with it inside and outside, sealing the remnants of the alien race, how many years have passed. But why did your family in the seal forget the original oath, why did you rebel against the Unified Heavens, and why did you merge with the body of the alien race?" Feng Tian asked in a solemn voice.

"Is this fair to us?" Xie Qingchen was silent, his eyes brightened, and he stepped forward: "Why are we chosen as the inner clan, why do we have to bear the panic brought by the bones of the alien race inside, and why has the rescue and redemption of Chengruo not arrived for thousands of years." It is you who are the ones who have broken their word. ”

"Hmph, you have been deceived by aliens, although they are dead, but who knows, the will in the shell, whether it destroys your heart, or invisibly, you have become them. Feng Tianyang's eyes were like torches, and he felt in his heart that the monks of the Inner Clan's Xie family in front of him had a different atmosphere.

"Even if it is, what should it be!" Xie Qingchen said: "You are outside, you can understand the loneliness of ten thousand years, my father, died of the black death of the body, my grandfather, died of the black death of the body, my ancestor, a dignified enlightened person, when he was feathered, he couldn't break the seal, and he was actually blackened by the breath of black death, and he took the opportunity to enter, went crazy, and hanged himself. But what about you, enjoying the light of Haoyang outside, once you attain the Tao, you will become a flying immortal, and you will create a myth after another, what a great glory, have you ever thought of us?"

"You're wrong, we've always remembered. ”

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, as soon as I went out that year, I met the monks around me, and they chased us frantically, treating the monks inside as monsters. I asked them why, and they said, "We are demons, we are aliens, not my race, and we will be punished!" Xie Qingchen smiled, looking up to the sky and laughing, his long hair dancing wildly, like a mad demon.

But his words deeply shocked Xie Yan and Tianfeng them, who had just heard rumors that the monks inside had died after fighting to the death with aliens, but as long as they came out, they would be possessed by aliens, so they had to be killed.

But Xie Qingchen, obviously not, he has a clear will, a clear mind, no matter how it is, the rumored demonic alien race.

"Your soul, only in it, is eternal. But after coming out, it is selfish, for its own selfish interests, it corrupts the soul, and the body is there, what is the use?" Feng Tianyang sneered: "At the beginning, every five hundred years, your family was not able to send a few Tianjiao out to practice, and then contribute to the suppression of foreign races inside. However, it was you who broke the tunnel, I don't know why, but if you do this, we have to bear the consequences?"

Although Feng Tianyang is not a Dao attainer, he has a special status, and it is not easy to know the internal affairs of this family.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense!" Xie Qingchen was dumbfounded, hurriedly changed the topic, and shot directly.

The black mist formed a hovering dragon and a phoenix, and the subordinates beside him showed a gaze of determination to die, as if they would not give up until they won the wind and the sky.

"Come on, come on!" Feng Tianyang laughed arrogantly, and the momentum of his whole body actually converged on the Tianling Gai, and then slapped his palm on his chest, with a mouthful of blood, and smiled miserably: "Destroy......"

"It's not good, this is the breath of the extreme, is he crazy?" Xie Qingchen hurriedly condensed the pitch-black spear, broke through the air and stabbed at the wind and sky, blocking in front of his subordinates.

With the sound of "rolling ......", countless strings of sound waves, expanding from small to small, blasted through the powerful spear, and swept Xie Qingchen.

"Be careful!" said in a solemn voice, he was powerful in his own right, but now he was only an incarnation outside his body, weakened without limits, and it was impossible to fight back.

As soon as his words came out, the heavenly wind on the Golden-winged Mountain Eagle rolled up to relieve the dead, and then soared straight into the sky.

"You'd better leave first. "Feng Shao's finger shoots out spiritual power, turning into a guiding light, guiding the heavenly wind and embarking on the right path.

As for Xie Qingchen, he didn't get the torrential rain, he vowed not to give up, fighting the danger of falling into the realm, and condensed the shadow again, which was like the shadow of a wolf, the ghost was powerful, and he burst through the sound wave with one palm, and conjured up several black mountains, covering the wind and the sky.

"The master of the door. "Those present, in addition to Ming Bing, there are also several loyal guardians, and when they see this, they can't help but shout anxiously.

"Turn the Dao into a demon!" Feng Tianyang did not hesitate, directly summoned the Wind Dao Cloud Dragon, and then his eyes were red with blood, and he merged with the dragon, at this moment, he wanted to transform into a Dao, but this price was to lose himself forever, or to succeed in transforming the Dao, and to achieve the Dao in the external oppression.

There is the shadow of the Dao, as long as the fruit of the Dao is condensed, it is natural to achieve the Dao, but since ancient times, the shadow of the Dao can exist, and the fruit of the Dao is difficult to condense.

With the help of a short burst, Feng Tianyang ascended to the previous realm, and regardless of the consequences, he ascended again, allowing himself to merge with the shadow of the Dao, which was a decision that would only come when he turned into a Dao.

There are many ways to attain the Tao, the road is not one, but everything is the same, no matter what the method, you will always embark on the lost road, that needs to rely on your own will, forcibly break the falsehood, a little careless, the Dao foundation is destroyed, and there is no possibility of stepping on the road in this life.

Now, Feng Tianyang is gambling, betting on whether he can succeed in stepping on the road after years of Taoguang and obscurity, whether he can successfully turn into a wind channel cloud dragon and condense the fruit of the Tao.

It's not because he's crazy, it's the needs of the moment, the weak strength and the humble realm, although it has the roots of the past, but the reality is cruel and needs to be improved. But the injuries of the year, there may be no hope of recovery, only with the help of this forcible ascension, once stepping into the enlightenment, as long as you become the enlightened, this will be a new ascension, like rebirth, bringing rebirth from the fire.

"Crazy, or have you been preparing for a long time?" Xie Qingchen was puzzled, he didn't dare to act rashly. In the face of the "madman" who is merging into the shadow of the Dao, he does not dare to take action without permission, otherwise the destruction will be reversed into rebirth, then he will die and have no place to be buried.

Don't look at the current powerhouse of the Embolic Realm, but in the face of the enlightened person, no matter how powerful the Embolic Cultivator is, it is just a joke.

"Father, do you really want to do this?" Feng Shao asked sadly.

At this moment, Ming Bing was in a dilemma, just watching coldly.

As for Feng Tianyang's men, those guardians, they waited in anticipation.

In mid-air, the wind path cloud dragon, bathed in clouds and mist, its body is rolling, as if bearing indelible pain, its scales are disintegrating, this is the condensation of the blood of the wind and the sky, falling piece by piece, the moment it landed, but it became a pool of blood, so that the monks present looked at it in a thrilling way.

"Come on, come on......" Inside the Wind Path Cloud Dragon, Feng Tianyang roared hoarsely, and his heart was boiling. Now he can't be reborn with the help of Shuofeng, in essence, it's just a fake death, at this moment, he can't do anything, as long as he faces the difficulties when he attains the Tao with all his heart.

......

On the other side, submerged in the world of water, Yunchen constantly perceives various changes in water, from three states, but it is endless, eternal existence.

Liquid water can be a weak droplet, or it can become a surging river, and it can even converge into an infinite ocean, a wave, destroying everything. But there are also other names - rain, which can make a downpour or a drizzle. From weak to strong, it has it all.

Solid water, with another name - ice, can also be regarded as weak, at that time, it was frost and ice chips, in the hands of living beings, a pinch, crushed. But after thousands of years of waiting, it has become Xuanbing, the edge of each one, the creatures are fearful, indestructible, comparable to the hardness of the special materials of heaven and earth. In the same way, from weak to strong, it also has.

Gaseous water, which appears in other names - fog, clouds, thick fog, can cross the river for thousands of miles, and even has a special effect to destroy living beings. The soft clouds, spreading the sky, and the creatures in the heavens and the earth, have always been overlooked by it, and it is high up, but it may turn into rain and fall to the bottom. From weak to strong, it still has.

There are three forms, various names, but its essence is only water, which is made up of some element, a single substance.

Yunchen's heart rises and falls with the transformation of the water......

At this moment, whether it is Yunchen's side or Fengtianyang's side, it has reached the last moment. If the wind is blowing, Yunchen may not be sacrificed, but if it fails, Yunchen will not necessarily be sacrificed, but will be relieved of Qingchen and break the pillar in a harmonious way.

However, if Yunchen succeeds first, all the crises will be invisibly resolved, and the appearance of the rainstorm is his, and the rainstorm that has been hidden for a long time and has never been witnessed by living beings may reappear as he reappears with his curiosity.

The rainstorm is the end of antiquity, the world is turbulent, and when the ancient times are changed, only the material condensed by the heavens, which is immortal and immortal, has no power, can destroy it, but it is used by the lord of the heavens to become an indelible seal.

It can't get out of Tongtian, so it hasn't been taken away, and its existence makes Tongtian a strange Tiantian, from a certain point of view, Tongtian is a special Tiantian, compared to the original Underworld, it is even better.

......

Rumble...... The roar along the way, from a distant place, the space continued to crack, then it was pulled together by a black crack, and then it was in front of it, cracking.

Countless roars, three strong men, they are all middle-aged men, if there are well-informed monks, they must be recognized, they are the controllers of the Ping Three Sects, the current sect masters.

However, they were followed by two old men, who were not angry, exuding a thick black mist, and around them, there were also several monks, following closely.

"Second elder of the Xie family, you better give up. "Beside them, the old man who also exudes mist, they seem to be from the same family, but at this moment, they are facing each other.

"Hmph, the old man suffered in it, and he couldn't become an immortal, and now he has lost the opportunity, and there is no possibility of becoming an immortal, so that the younger generations of my clan will be freed, and we will die without regrets. "The second elder of the Xie family, one of them said.

"But at the beginning, we were willing to replace, why did you choose to give up?"

"Hmph, needless to say, we are in the same vein, why bother. The second elder of the Xie family was a little speechless, so he hurriedly changed the topic, using the blood as an excuse to prevaricate.

"This is not a reason, if you come out, I am afraid that the entire Heaven Ruler will be in turmoil, the Lord of the Heaven Lord, and that existence, will not let us go of the Xie family, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, who you and I don't understand?"

"Then let's try it!" The two elders of the Xie family looked at each other and smiled, and continued to hurry, chasing after the sect master of the three sects of Ping.

......

"The storm is coming, the original five, it's time to gather!" somewhere in the clouds, in the flickering clouds, a woman, with a detached face, a world-class appearance, and a peerless temperament, said slowly.

And beside her, there was an old man, his expression was attentive, his eyes opened and closed, bursting out of endless flames, flickering clouds were the precursor of thunder and lightning convergence, but he was seen through by him, destroying the possibility of formation.

"In that case, I should do my best to see my old friends again, which is also a good thing. The old man was full of nostalgia, looking at the woman, there was no lustful desire, just nostalgia and memories.

"In the past few days, I have recovered a lot of memories, as long as I find Xue'er and Qiao'er, I will definitely be able to find him with the help of our flowers!"

The last word, "he", seemed to have infinite magical power, which shocked the old man's expression, and the flames around him were involuntarily emitted, proving that he was ready to fight at any time.

"Don't be careless, we were just in the same realm at the beginning, and the years we lived longer are not a strong proof. The woman reminded, word by word, melodious and tactful, obviously words, but they formed a song, floating in the clouds.

"But I haven't avenged you yet?" the old man said evilly, looking at the woman like a young man.

"If you find him, you will be detached, and the three of us, perhaps, will be forever in the land of depravity and resolve this crisis. The woman did not feel the slightest sadness, but smiled, and smiled to everyone.

"Why bother, he lied to you in the first place, and he still wants to do this?"

"Thousands of years have passed, all grievances should be focused on the present!" the woman sighed, thinking about the world, the dark blue silk scarf around her neck, mourning turned to euphemism, expressing a life of resentment and melancholy, relieving the story of twists and turns......