Providence shook his head, but did not answer his words, and his body turned transparent, and he was about to disappear.

"As long as you can succeed in ......" The voice of the vicissitudes of providence gradually appeared, Feng Qingyang raised his head and his eyes flashed, looking at the place where the providence disappeared for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

"Maybe that's what you want. He muttered to himself, as if answering himself, as if he was telling Providence, and was silent for a moment, then looked back at the few people who were still kneeling behind him.

The pupils flickered with light, especially the supernatural powers that contained the power of the spell, the two pupils were particularly weird, and the overlapping shadows within them were extraordinarily thick, one eye understood the heavens and the earth, and one eye broke the heavens.

"Take it. He flipped his palm and threw out a piece of jade slip, this thing was the thing that connected the Holy Prince, and he forgave these four people and would not have the intention of resisting.

If it is a prohibition he casts, maybe the other party will disdain it, even if it is a temporary succumb, but then he will inevitably find a place to break it, but if it is a prohibition cast by the Holy Venerable, it will completely shatter their resistance to the knowledge.

The old man with the scar was resigned, stretched out his hand to take the jade slip, and under the deep groan, he immersed his divine sense in it, and it only took a moment to get in touch with the Holy Emperor.

"Go ahead. Feng Qingyang waved his hand impatiently, for some reason, he was upset when he saw this kind of person, and after they left, Feng Qingyang withdrew his gaze.

There was a prohibition, he was not worried about any accidents at all, and at this time, there were still seven short days before the Yin Void Mantra completely broke out, and in the past few days, the Void Mantra Eroded Yoga was obvious and rich.

But at this time, the entire wasteland is probably empty, the wind clears his body and shakes, his eyes lock on the deepest part of the darkness, and his body turns into a grand light, piercing the sky like a meteor, and going straight to the most central wellhead, disappearing in an instant.

In this gallop, his speed grew faster and faster, almost turning into a ray of light, and even the dim mist retreated everywhere he passed, leaving a wide avenue.

"Boy, you have a little ability, you can actually command the Holy Venerable. At this time, the originally silent miscellaneous bird suddenly became active, looking at the wind galloping all the way, and the mung bean's big eyes were full of snort.

Naturally, he didn't remember that he had recovered a little bit at the beginning, not to mention, if it weren't for the washing of the blood of the ancient dragon, he would still be asleep now.

Ignoring the miscellaneous birds chattering all the way, the wind cleared faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it broke through the void and approached the most central part of the Yin Void Curse Dao.

As his distance narrowed infinitely, almost a moment ago, the entire wasteland of exile reverberate, and surging power spread from the mouth.

A monstrous storm was set off, and under this storm, Feng Qingyang's body trembled, and the speed of the original gallop slowed down in a moment, and he could no longer raise his speed.

In the dim world, the wind was clear, and the closer he got to that obstacle, the stronger it became, and his eyes flickered, staring intently ahead.

Feeling the terrifying killing machine coming from the mouth, the coercion in the killing machine is extremely terrifying, containing countless negative influence forces, and there is a terrifying aura that makes Feng Qingyang almost stop here.

"Stand back!" a low roar was like thunder, like a sound of anger from a person, and suddenly came from the wind before it could completely enter the internal opening.

In the middle of the boom, this sound hovered violently in the void, and for a long time, all kinds of negative forces permeated by the void also began to roll, especially the curse aura, which was almost extremely thick.

Between the rolls, a strong obstacle was formed, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, if he continued to move forward, he could only face one end, and that end was - death!

Not only that, under the rotation of this aura, the murderous aura was also more intense, making Feng Qingyang suddenly have a thought in his heart, this so-called Yin Void Mantra is by no means as simple as the projection of the Sealing Realm.

The killing intent that permeated was enough to make anyone tremble, even the wind was clear, his eyes flickered, waiting for the front, for countless years, no one had really entered the center of the Yin Void Spell, especially the place where it projected the opening, the secrets contained in it, almost no one knew.

I only knew that every time the Yin Void Curse Dao broke out, the four major cities and the wasteland of exile would die countless monks out of thin air, and the terrifying state of intact physical bodies and the disappearance of divine souls almost made the people here talk about it.

If it weren't for the variable of Feng Qingyang this time, I'm afraid that the current Exile Cultivator would have been hiding everywhere, waiting for the blessing of the four major cities.

Feng Qingyang paused in place, carefully feeling the power of the spell hovering in the darkness, and the threat that directly roared the gods, his eyes contracted, and his mind was almost shaken in an instant.

There is a will in this voice, which makes people feel that if there is even the slightest resistance, then it will be destroyed in a moment, and the appearance of this will strengthens Feng Qingyang's guess.

"I'm afraid, it's really not simple, those monks who died quietly in previous years probably didn't die because of the outbreak of the Yin Void Mantra, but because of something in it, and this thing should be in the most central place. Feng Qingyang's face was extremely solemn, staring at the red blood moon in the sky.

It was originally round, but at this time, a seemingly fluffy thing was born on the edge, like a raunchy man, and that feeling was clearly a round - a hairy moon.

The appearance of Mao Yue generally represents an ominous omen, Feng Qingyang has never believed in these, but now, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and a sense of fear from his soul arose.

After half a sound, Feng Qingyang came back to his senses from his state of concentration, shook his head to dispel a trace of fear, and recalled what the miscellaneous bird said at that time, under the Yin Void Curse, he would die at every qiē.

Will he be afraid, or maybe he doesn't know the truth contained in it? Although the Sealed Realm does not have a Saint Venerable, it still has a powerful existence comparable to the Palm Realm Saint Venerable.

Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, and under the pressure that made people tremble, he slowly galloped forward, in the dim world, his speed was almost slowed to the extreme, it seemed to be galloping, and even a series of afterimages were dragging behind him, but in fact his speed was not fast.

As time passed, the dim aura became more and more intense, almost like substance, making it difficult for the wind to move an inch, and the strong resistance made him feel like he was trapped in quicksand.

Moving forward again, his strong body was actually under the erosion of the Yin Void Spell Dao, and a slight crack appeared, as if no matter how strong his body was, he could not resist the power of the Yin Void Spell Dao projected by the Sealing Realm.

"What is this center, what is it, is people...... Or is it something else, just coercion, it makes it so difficult for me, how powerful is he......" Feng Qingyang suddenly understood why no one had come to find out the truth and the reason why so many monks had died.