"You think you can fool your ancestors!" the old man sat up from the ice coffin, his majestic eyes swept towards the emperor, making him unable to move.

Emperor Tingfeng casually waved away the coercion that the old man wantonly swept over him, and said with a smile: "I have what you have, and I also have what you don't have, what do you think I have to gain." ”

Emperor Tingfeng is just a matter of affection, and at the beginning, Shen Fang actually boldly even gave him his own demon pill to cultivate.

not only sent him to turn into a dragon, but also supported his body to accompany him to practice all over the world, although he didn't reach the end, he always left the golden scales.

With such a great kindness, Emperor Tingfeng can't ruin the friendship between the two because of a small price!

The old man was frightened by the emperor's temperament, and he was obviously a clansman who wanted to help him, but he was still suspicious of others, which was simply a sin.

"Are you willing to pay any price to help my people?" the old man suddenly grabbed Emperor Tingfeng's hand and asked seriously.

The emperor listened to the wind and nodded seriously to the old man, and didn't say anything, at this time, it is useless to say that it is more useless, and it is better to speak with facts.

Emperor Tingfeng was not completely sure, and reminded him: "Senior, I will try as much as possible, whether all your clansmen can come back to life depends on themselves." ”

Emperor Tingfeng is not a god, it is impossible to guarantee the vitality of everyone, he can only protect one or two people at most, and he can't protect the Dharma himself.

If there was no Golden Scale Protector at the door, the emperor would not dare to draw a formation in place when he heard the wind, and if the formation was destroyed, not only would the people of the god fang have something to do, but he himself would also be counterattacked.

The old man was silent for a while, and said, "Then there is Lao Di Xiaoyou." ”

After receiving the old man's acknowledgement, Emperor Tingfeng was still quite happy in his heart, and said, "Senior, you can rest assured." ”

After the old man and Emperor Tingfeng said a few precautions, he fell asleep again, and the little spiritual power that Emperor Tingfeng had given him had just been consumed.

Emperor Tingfeng arranged a formation around the forbidden land, and then chose a central position and began to depict, arranging the painting array he used in the blood land of Diou.

As soon as he drew the array, the array map began to spread with the entire forbidden space realm as the map.

Every time Emperor Tingfeng portrays a stroke, he will always lose one-tenth of his spiritual power, and if he changes to a normal monk, he is afraid that the many spirit stones he carries on his body are not enough to start the painting array.

Fortunately, the spiritual power on Emperor Tingfeng's body is endless, no matter how he consumes spiritual power, he is always full of spiritual power, which is confused that he can't understand the continuation of life, although there is a relationship between him.

Emperor Tingfeng has already carved more than fifty strokes, and the space in the forbidden land has been depicted by one percent, and the spiritual power has been consumed by thousands of theories, and if the normal spiritual power is replaced, I am afraid that there are more than one hundred and eighty Yuan Infant Stage cultivators.

"Master, do you think the emperor will succeed?" asked Jin Liang with some concern.

Emperor Tingfeng has been in the forbidden land for more than 100 days, and the golden scale has been guarding the gate of the forbidden land for more than 100 days, and there is no movement inside, how can he not worry.

The people lying in the forbidden land are all the owners of the gods, and if something goes wrong, all the clansmen can't wake up, and the gods will definitely perish one day.

There was no trace of worry on his face, and he comforted Jin Liang and said, "Believe that kid! ”

When Shen Fang first met Emperor Tingfeng, that person was just a small foundation building monk with special qualifications, but he didn't expect that in just over eighty years, he would almost become a powerful person.

What's more, Emperor Tingfeng's realm and strength are not proportional at all, and he can destroy several Yuanying monks in the same realm as him alone.

With this terrifying strength, Emperor Tingfeng suddenly conjured two Yuan Babies, and Shen Fang believed it, after all, Emperor Tingfeng was the twin bloodlines of the human race and the dragon race.

Shen Tong boldly guessed in his heart whether Emperor Tingfeng's strength was related to the Dragon Clan, or even related to Yuanying, but he didn't know that Emperor Tingfeng was not a double bloodline at all, but a four-point bloodline.

"It's been a long time and there's been no movement. Jin Liang complained a little unhappily, and said, "It's all our clansmen, can he care?"

As a guardian clan, the golden scales have a blood relationship with the Shen Gong clan, and if the Shen Gong clan perishes, they will also perish as the guardian clan.

Therefore, Jin Liang was more worried than Shen Fang that the emperor would not be able to see it in the wind, and his mouth was full of words of disbelief, and in his heart he prayed that the emperor would succeed.

More than a hundred days, for their cultivators, a nap passed, and the time was indeed not long, and waiting for the golden scales was a kind of torment.

"You just wait for him to come out! I believe in the strength of the wind, and our people will not perish. ”

Shen Fang didn't know what ecstasy was poured into the emperor by the emperor, anyway, all the words he said were in accordance with the emperor's wind, and there was not a bad word.

Seeing that the master insisted on believing in the emperor listening to the wind, it was not good for him to continue to say anything, so as not to let the emperor listen to the wind and the master had an unpleasant time, and it would be over if he really didn't care about his people.

The dispute between the golden scales and the god fang at the gate of the forbidden land, the emperor listened to the wind and didn't know that he was trying his best to carve the formation diagram at this time!

Emperor Tingfeng has been in the forbidden land for more than 100 days, which is more than three months, from the beginning of the fifty or so strokes, more than three months have passed, and it has become more than a thousand.

The spatial scene of the entire forbidden land was presented in front of Emperor Tingfeng's eyes, and he set up an enchantment at the edge of the array corner, so that the depiction of the array would not affect anyone other than him.

It is also equivalent to saying that from an outsider's point of view, Emperor Tingfeng seems to be meditating on the ground with one hand raised, and there is neither spiritual power diffusion nor the breath of the formation on his body.

It's no wonder that the golden scales outside can't feel the movement inside the forbidden land, and it is very rare for such a quiet emperor to listen to the wind.

The formation diagram depicted by Emperor Tingfeng has not been formed, and the effect is only known and seen by him himself, and only when the complete array is depicted can outsiders feel and see.

Emperor Tingfeng didn't mean to move those ice coffins first, and after he finished carving the formation diagram, he didn't rush to drop the last stroke, but opened his eyes and stood up.

Emperor Tingfeng walked to the ice coffin where the old man was lying before, and forcibly used the fire technique to burn the lid of the ice coffin where the old man was lying, and the old man opened his eyes again.

Emperor Tingfeng didn't speak, and said a few words to the old man, and after the old man nodded, Emperor Tingfeng directly wrapped the old man with spiritual power, and the next second he appeared in the center of the array.

After the emperor listened to the wind and arranged the old man in place, he carved the last stroke, and a rich aura rose to the sky, startling the old man and thinking that something had happened.

Just as the old man was about to forcibly close the ice coffin, he saw a red aurora piercing through the ice coffin of his clan, and in an instant, the entire forbidden land was enveloped by a strange formation.