The shadows of the eight beasts absorbed the chaotic qi, and the reality was arranged on both sides, all of which seemed to worship and submit to the temple master, and in the middle of the temple, there were three statues.

On the left and right are a man and a woman.

"Grandchildren, look at the men and women on these sides, they are the Dao bodies of the true dragon and ancient phoenix......"

The disciples of the Feng family have all seen it. The man, the gold-topped crown is murderous, and the dragon scales are really majestic. The face of the god is a warrior, and the treasure color is strong in the beast.

Female, silver powder is delicate, red clothes dyed with rain pear flower makeup, phoenix pupils glazed flames, live up to the king of heroes.

The disciples of the Feng family were all amazed in their hearts, and they deserved to be strong in the wilderness. Although it has been 10,000 years, I can't see the excitement of the characters at that time, but after the vicissitudes of life, their statues can still give people such a domineering feeling.

"Ancestor, isn't the master of the Demon Star Hall in the middle..."The monks' expressions moved slightly.

"Yes, this is the Lord of the Demon Star Palace"

Between this ancient phoenix and true dragon, there is the master of the temple, which is a generation of demon kings. Sentences.

This sentence (gou) mang, the demeanor is not the same as the ordinary, holding a white gui jade wat in his hand, a spring green robe fluttering, and the row is according to the east; The body is tall and tall, and the face is dashing. Behind the corner of the eye, there are six green feathers attached to the rhino bone on the forehead, and the huge green wings behind him are open, and the most peculiar thing is that there are no eyes in his eyes, empty white pupils.

The bird-faced body is green and winged, and the green eyebrows and white eyes are noble and the sky is visible.

"What a strange demon king..."

Feng Changhe and several elders of the Feng family were honest, and they couldn't help but admire these three demon kings in their hearts.

Then, his eyes swept around.

Then they looked around every corner of the temple, but they didn't find any magic weapons or secret arts.

"Ancestor, there is ...... in this temple"

Feng Ziming encountered such a situation thousands of years ago, and now he calmly tells them.

"The treasure is extraordinary, how can it be easily manifested in front of everyone, and now each of you has dripped your own Dao blood into the pupil of the demon king's eyes, then sacrifice the blood, try again"

Feng Changhe and several elders of the Feng family did as they were told, dripping their blood into their white pupils.

But seeing this sentence, the white pupils radiated ten thousand ways, and the secret magic weapon appeared.

On the top of the temple, there are all kinds of noble soldiers, secret methods, strange treasures, and treasures. Everything is like a star, shining brightly.

At this time, the eight beasts surrendered and knelt suddenly, protected the secret treasure, and surrounded them in the middle.

"Ancestor, what's going on..."

"The secret treasure refuses to pass it lightly, but although these eight beasts have absorbed the qi of chaos, they are only one thousandth of their strength, and you can only rely on your own ability to want the secret treasure."

The so-called "treasures have never been passed on lightly, and one level is more difficult than one level", but the children of the Feng family have a stronger desire to seek treasures.

The light of the road surges, and the light is like saying.

Wind Crane Fights Red Flame Dragon,

The wind is long and the sound is clear,

The wind roars and fights the blue dolphin rhino,

The wind grows and the purple ice cicada,

Wind and light war flame orange black,

The wind grows and the new battle green armor snake,

The wind is long and the field is in the soil,

Feng Changze fights Bai Shuilin,

Nine people and eight shou, a good kill.

"Duh!"

Feng Ziming sacrificed the dragon beard mat to wrap the eight beasts, and the eight beasts were instantly fixed and turned into phantoms.

A few of you will form a formation to take back the Eight Beast Formation.

But those secret arts, magic weapons, are still hovering in the air, and they can't land, and they can't get them.

"Treasures have their own fate, how can they be easily handed down, you all wait patiently......"

Then, a secret technique hovered above the head of the wind crane.

As soon as the light was hidden, it suddenly fell, the wind grew and the crane grew, and it was a secret art: the golden light of the vertical land.

Several other wind elders have their own gains. Rejoice in each one. Feng Ziming is a displeaser, the demon king Gou Mang has attained the Tao, there must be some supreme secret art, or a magic weapon to reach the sky, but there is no hovering on the top of Feng Ziming, Feng Ziming has fire in his heart, this time the thousand-year plan, the treasure hunt of the Demon Star Palace, did not expect but failed.

The white pupils of the statue of the Jumang Demon King regained their brilliance, and then the chaotic qi dispersed, and the temple returned to its original state.

And the demon star outside the star hall is like a big saying that the west is sinking.

As soon as the treasure came out, the demon star fell, and the bronze door of the demon star hall did not have the light of the demon star, and it would soon be closed and fall, and the star hall would only be opened for the next thousand years.

Feng Ziming can only think about the next thousand years, avoid the three disasters, and then come to the Star Palace.

Feng Changhe and the others waited for the secret treasure, and they were all happy, and they all said that it was the grace of the ancestors' recreation.

Feng Ziming didn't have any thoughts, he originally planned to take some secret magic weapons and cultivate himself to another level, but he didn't expect this to happen, but his great-great-grandchildren got benefits.

So after giving instructions, he went to the front hall. It was the cultivation of the Ziyuan Holy Gu who was concentrating on the enchantment of the Star Palace. The spirit of the dragon, the spirit of the dragon, the spirit of the lion dragon, the spirit of the chelated dragon, the spirit of the dragon, the spirit of the dragon are full of light.

At this time, the Ziyuan Holy Aunt was surrounded by five lights, corresponding to the position of the five elements, and the five organs of the Jiang Palace.

The five dragon spirits and the four rays are combined into one, such as

"Ancestor, this star hall is about to sink, why is she ......?"

"She is a descendant of the True Dragon, and she has the bloodline of the True Ancestor, and she is not affected by the chaotic qi of the Star Temple,"

"These five dragon spirits have at least nearly 10,000 years of energy, it's really terrifying."

Feng Changhe looked at these five dragon spirits and couldn't help but be envious.

Feng Ziming looked at this situation and thought in his heart,

The combination of these five dragon spirits will inevitably allow the cultivation of the Ziyuan Holy Gu, who has long been in the Mahayana, to be promoted to the immortal level, and the lowest is also the cultivation of the earth immortals, and the Demon Star Hall can also avoid the advanced three calamities and tribulations.

Thinking about my trip to the Demon Star Hall again, it can be said that it was empty and empty, in vain, why not take away the spirit of the five dragons, although the cultivation of the demon clan and the cultivation of the human race have their own ways and are very different, but the avenue is one, if the spirit of the five dragons is taken by itself, it will also be used, and the next millennium star hall will be opened, if you come to the Demon Star Hall again, Ziyuan Shenggu will be hostile, why not strike first, and have bad intentions at the moment.

sneered,

"This Ziyuan Holy Gu is a giant of the demon clan, and the next thousand years of mastering the Demon Star Hall will be opened, maybe he will inevitably become a disaster after the year, it is better to take advantage of this time to eliminate her troubles, the future Demon Star Palace, a thousand years will open, and I will come and go without restraint......"

"Broken!"

Feng Ziming sacrificed his weapon on the spot. Towards stopping the five dragon spirits of the Purple Yuan Holy Aunt,

"Bang..."

The spirit of unity, under the impact of the power of the Dao, separates again,

"Poof"

Ziyuan Holy Gu also spewed dragon blood because of this.

Ziyuan Shenggu had no distractions just now, and at this time, she showed her dragon eyes, and secretly protected the Mud Pill Palace, shouting and scolding, "Vultures, you have to be good, why do you hurt me!" It's really sinister!! ”

"Hmph, Ziyuan Daoyou, the two clans are opposed, he is hostile every day, you can let me go, I'm just one step ahead of you, Daoist friends are not strange!"

"Don't talk nonsense, take your life!"

Ziyuan Shenggu's purple pupils shone brightly, and she shook her body, and there were two bloody wind and blood mist on her shoulders, and the two wind mist were like snakes.

The Soul Eater and the ghostly snake were born from the wind mist, and the Wind Elder hurriedly greeted them,

The elder of the Feng family is not an opponent, and hurriedly formed a killing array of eight beasts, and the shadows of the eight beasts burst out, entangled with the soul eater rat and the ghost belly snake,

Ziyuan Shenggu sacrificed pearls and beryllium, the star hall was bright, and the killing was endless.

The wind is singing, the fire is burning, and the golden lightsabers fight.

Hugh said that those who can live forever, how can they know how selfish they are......

Originally, Ziyuan Shenggu could fight the wind and sing himself, but he was injured in the front, thousands of rounds, and the Feng family's children besieged him, it was difficult to defeat in the end......

Thundered

The temple of stars shook.

"Ancestor, this is..."

"It's already sinking"

"Go"

The Feng family was about to leave, but Feng Changxin spoke,

"Ancestor, it is said that the dragon is the king of demon beasts, why not peel this Ying Dragon without cramps,"

Feng Changhe casually looked at the giant hall.

Ying Long's giant body is now coiled in the Star Palace, which is extremely dazzling.

"Although Ying Long is precious, but His Highness Star will sink into the endless abyss, and life is the most important."

Feng Changhe looked at Ying Long's headless dragon body and found that there were some dense holes around the dragon's belly. A thought came to my mind.

"Isn't this Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang dead?"

"No, if these two people were really burned to ashes by Ying Long's belly fire, how could they leave traces"

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang were reduced to the belly of the dragon and did not die.

"Ancestor, look at the ...... on this dragon's belly"