Speaking of this, the tone is very nostalgic, as if it has become a thing of the past.

For a while, the entire ancient hall suddenly fell silent, and everything was extinguished, as if it was no longer there, and not even the slightest sound of breathing was heard.

Faint, suddenly a feeling of emptiness came, Feng Qingyang's face remained unchanged, but his heart was extremely vigilant, this middle-aged man was obviously not simple, although he had the upper hand at this time.

"The realm of the Dao. He muttered to himself, the color of remembrance in his eyes even stronger, and a hint of madness flashed as he watched the wind blow.

"This is the reason for devouring you, in the palm realm and the sealing realm, as long as I can complete the devouring, I can break through a great realm, and when the catastrophe comes, I can survive and achieve an immortal golden body. ”

He said loudly, his originally weak body suddenly flashed, and he moved to Feng Qingyang's side in an instant, and with a wave of his big hand, the strong binding force overwhelmed him in an instant.

At that moment, Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly jumped, he could have been comparable to a Dao realm powerhouse, but at this time, in front of this middle-aged man, it still seemed a little unsightly.

Despite his serious injury, he is still no match.

"Hmph, junior, are you really seriously injured when I do?" he looked at Feng Qingyang, his eyes full of madness and indifference.

"Yes, although I was injured, I was still able to suppress you, not for anything else, just because my cultivation is stronger than yours, the zombie clan, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the suppression of the low level, as long as I devour you, I can open the gate of the ancient hall and enter the interior of the ruins. ”

Speaking of surprise, he grabbed Feng Qingyang with one hand, opened his mouth to reveal two fangs, and bit on Feng Qingyang's neck with a sigh.

"Goo dong goo dong!" he gulped and devoured, as if he was extremely hungry and thirsty, and did not forget to stop and laugh twice when he devoured.

"Dare to swallow me?"

Feng Qingyang was weak, what the middle-aged man said was right, zombies with high cultivation did have a fatal suppression of low-level ones, but he ignored one point, Feng Qingyang was not only the second zombie in the palm realm, but also the only owner of the corpse king's bloodline in the entire spirit world.

It's like the emperor of the opposite world, he has a kingly aura from his innate nature, even if he is only young, he is still blessed, as if he can feel that distant world in the dark every time.

And just after the middle-aged man devoured the two of them, he instantly froze in place, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough for Feng Qingyang to escape.

He flashed back, and then came to the other side of the ancient hall, looking at the middle-aged man with a surprised gaze, but he didn't explain, and raised his hand with a stroke.

At this moment, he was no longer doing it casually, but infused with strength, but seeing that the judge's pen was infinitely magnified, the sharp pen was like a big knife that cut the world and the earth, and in an instant, it cut through the space and went towards the middle-aged man.

"If you want to devour me, you don't have the ability to do that. Feng Qingyang shouted, and the moment the judge waved his pen, his body flashed forward, and suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, and waved it again.

Hearing only two screams, the middle-aged man suddenly fell to the side of the ancient hall in despair like a deflated ball, and the funny thing is that the place where he fell was still the previous pillar.

"How...... How is it possible, aren't you a descendant of the Win Gou Warlords? And your cultivation is so low, how can you not be suppressed by me?"

Obviously, the middle-aged man still couldn't believe it, his clear appearance had exceeded his expectations, just like a turtle in an urn, it was originally a matter of catching it, but it turned out to be self-defeating and hurt himself.

"Hmph, you are you, you can devour me, can't I devour you?" Feng Qingyang stepped forward, this time, he was not careless, but his mana worked, defending his whole body, and the judge's pen was suspended above his head, hanging down countless light curtains to envelop him.

"Although I don't know why you want to devour me, as you said, if you want to break through to a higher level, you have to devour me, so now, let me devour you. ”

Feng Qingyang stepped forward again, and the bloodline aura of the powerful corpse king suddenly exploded, at that moment, he was the absolute king among the zombies, and no one dared to challenge his majesty.

Along with the bloodline of the corpse king, the artistic conception of his comprehension also broke out at this time, the faint golden light and the black light curtain together looked extremely weird, but it was undeniable that he was very strong at this time!

"Domineering, what you comprehend is the way of hegemony, how is it possible!" After seeing the artistic conception of the clear wind, the middle-aged man on the ground could no longer be calm, but exclaimed in a lost voice, and at this moment, there was despair in his eyes.

"No wonder you can resist my suppression, it turns out that you have comprehended the domineering, the Three Thousand Avenues, the top-ranked domineering way. He muttered to himself, a look of loss in his eyes.

However, he didn't know that although the way of hegemony was strong, in the final analysis, it was the bloodline of the corpse king who suppressed him.

"Domineering?" But at this time, the wind was clear, but his heart was slightly agitated, he had heard of this domineering more than once, as early as when he was with the old monkey, he had unexpectedly heard his whispering.

"Could it be that my artistic conception is followed by domineering?" muttered in his heart, but there was a touch of indifference, no matter what the way was, as long as the person who stood in his way, he would explode it.

Whether it's a human or a demon, even if it's the sky.

Thinking of this, he suddenly shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, no longer hesitated, leaned forward, and under the suppression of the corpse king's bloodline, he bit his neck.

It is the rotation of feng shui, he was still him before, but now the roles are reversed, he has become a knife, and this middle-aged man is the fish under the knife.

"Do you regret it?"

"Hmph. ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, but he was still resisting indifferently, and he didn't hesitate when the wind was clear, and he opened his mouth and bit down.

At that moment, his blood was boiling, as if it was burning, and his two fangs were embedded in the middle-aged man's skin, slowly extracting the essence blood from his body.

"Leaning back, you're leaning backwards. After Feng Qingyang devoured the two mouthfuls, he suddenly exclaimed, and at the same time, he quickly closed his eyes and began to absorb the benefits of these two mouthfuls of essence blood.

At that moment, it was as if the mutilated body had been repaired, and it was a feeling of fullness from his soul, which made him a little addicted, as if he wanted to take the second puff after taking the first puff.

Moreover, his body was also changing rapidly, and the Yinggou essence blood that had been silent in his heart became active again, as if he was about to wake up.

Not only that, but his strength is changing, although he has not enhanced his cultivation, but his own strength is more condensed.

This qiē was all thanks to the middle-aged man on the ground, and he also had a realization in his mind at this moment, and it was only at this time that he finally understood why he wanted to devour.

After a long time, he stood up and looked at the man on the ground, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and said, "It turns out that this is the fate that we can't escape!"