"Wait for an idiot, how do you know that your life and death have already been predetermined?"

The wind was clear and snorted coldly, and three world phantoms were blasted out with a punch, and the powerful force directly shattered the shattered void, collapsing layer by layer.

And under the gallop, it was like a meteor catching the moon, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, while listening to the bang, the backward descendant as big as the mountain actually fell to the ground.

With the smooth circulation, the height of ten zhang gradually returned to its normal color, and the handsome face was less bloody and more weird, and the wind was clear, and it slowly fell from the void.

He took one step at a time, and a green lotus was born under his feet, although he could not have supernatural powers, but his will against the heavens could still compete with the rules of this place.

"I don't want to kill anyone, let alone kill you, but fate dictates, the moment you meet me, we can only die for the rest of our lives, do you understand?"

Feng Qingyang walked over, stood beside the leaning descendant, and then punched, he did not retain the slightest strength, billions of terrifying power, almost able to burst a world.

In the palm of his hand, there was a crystal clear bead lying quietly, this bead was as red as jade, there was no blood, and there was not the slightest blood dripping, some were just stable and round.

It was an indescribable feeling, which could not be squeezed sideways, and no one knew what had happened at the last moment, when the blinding light erupted, except for the wind blowing and the backward heirs who fell to the ground.

"I grieve with you, all of them are rootless floating in heaven and earth, let them drift, and have no autonomous life, let alone know where they want to drift, what they can't help themselves, how can I resist?"

He looked deeply at the wind Qingyang, and in the center of his eyebrows, there was this imperceptible gap, this crack was thin hair, but if you looked closely, you would still find that there were still blood stains on this crack, not only that, but even the skin was a little shriveled.

It's not that he can't afford it, but after losing the source of his power, he has turned into the original ordinary person, he is still a zombie, but he was beaten back to the circle by the wind.

It's just that at the last moment, Feng Qingyang withdrew his hand, he was of the same clan, why bother killing each other? What he wanted was the luck of leaning backwards, not his life.

Therefore, Feng Qingyang stopped, only taking away the opponent's backward eye, and at the last moment, he would inject a drop of his essence blood into the opponent's body to keep it alive, so that it would not degenerate into the most ancient and dull low-level zombies.

His essence blood is too thick, so that this backward descendant now has a sense of brokenness, it is the oppression of essence blood, and only now does he understand the strength of Feng Qingyang.

"Your strength is indeed different from mine, I am blessed by external forces, and yours is all yours......" The two of them spoke words that others couldn't understand, like old friends who had known each other for a long time.

"It's not your fault, the Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, but the Tao can also be changed, no one can prescribe an absolute certainty, you have to remember. Feng Qingyang nodded, did not answer his words, but changed direction and said so.

The palm of his hand was slightly forced, and the words leaning back in it quietly merged into his body, and after rising to the land of the Heavenly Eye, it merged with it again.

This was the first time he felt the powerful aura of a real ancient zombie, and the throbbing that blood caused him suddenly felt as if it was all supposed to be like this.

Even if his origin is not that of the Qiangzun, but with these zombie ancestors, and even those who fell in the long river of history, the will can never enter reincarnation, and the lonely and wandering zombie spirits are absolutely inseparable.

"By the way, who is the saint you are talking about?" Getting back to business, Feng Qingyang remembered what the other party said when he first appeared, and now he is a little confused when he thinks about it.

"Holy Maiden ......" leaned back and smiled bitterly, trying to stand up, but when he was halfway through the struggle, he fell to the ground again, and although Feng Qingyang's last punch was withdrawn, it also broke all the bones in his body, and it was not so simple to recover.

Helpless, I could only lie down from the new, and looked at Feng Qingyang in a complicated way: "Her name is Gu Qianxun, the first saintess of my realm, the granddaughter of the first lord, and she is my admirer......" Speaking of this, a touch of love and remembrance flashed in the eyes of the leaning heirs.

"But this time she came back, and was found out by Fengzun that her Yuan Yin was damaged, and finally traced it, and actually noticed you, a person who is extremely similar to me.

Not to mention, I was shocked at the time, and even thought that person was me for a while, after all, the aura of the two of us is so similar. ”

There was a moment of silence, perhaps it was the essence and blood of the wind that played a role, he was not like mud like before, but staggered to his feet.

Although the initial anger and killing intent were lost in his eyes, the unwillingness that was so thick that it could barely be dissipated still came out of his gaze without concealment.

"It wasn't until later that the Holy Maiden told me about your appearance, and I finally determined that you were another me, thinking that I had devoured the descendants of the generals with my third eye, so that I realized my memory again, so I would know that when the battlefield of the two realms opened, I would inevitably meet you.

It's just that even I never imagined that the way we met would be like this!"

After speaking, the leaning descendant took three steps and made two steps to Feng Qingyang's side, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he suddenly smashed his fist on the other party's shoulder.

The two of them touched each other, but just as the leaning heir retreated, a shock and anger flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

It was a look of deception, and it was clear that at the last moment, in the mouth of the leaning herald, he had received a message that was particularly important to him.

"You just have to remember, be careful, this is our fate, whether you devour me, or if I fuse you, but the end result is the same!"

"I owe you my life this time, and Dao has nothing to repay, but the next time we meet, Dao will still say that you are the enemy of life and death, and you are breaking off!"

He finished speaking calmly, his expression indifferent, as if everything that had happened before was not important.

Shen Shaoqing, Feng Qingyang nodded, but did not speak, but turned around, looking at the sky above with his hands behind his back.

In a short period of time, countless red silk threads rose up in the void, like hundreds of rivers gathering and finally entering the sea.

"If all this is true, then what are we?" Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, as if to say to himself, and as if to the leaning back heir behind him.

"Whether this is true or not, you have to be careful, don't you? No matter what, you have to remember my words, if Qingshan doesn't change, we will have a date in the future!"

The leaning heir hugged his fists and bowed, grateful for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, and then turned into a long rainbow, galloped on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

"There, is that the lair of the Sealed Realm?"