"You go back...... I want to accompany my master here......" he said with a sigh of relief.

"I just let you come here to avoid people's eyes and ears, and I will give you the ...... to look at the words."

Feng Qingyang nodded, he was not a procrastinator, some kindness could only be remembered in his heart, thinking of him would fly into the sky for life.

"Remember...... You must be careful of the old monster of the Purple Pole Demon Pupil......" There was a faint voice of He Tu's call in his ears, and there seemed to be something after that, but he didn't hear it clearly, Feng Qingyang shook his head and flew towards Guiyuan City.

There were so many things that happened today, so much that he felt that his head was in chaos, and at this moment, it was getting late, and Feng Qingyang did not plan to return to the city, but chose a quiet place alone, and with his brute force, he opened up a cave and drilled into it.

It was night, in a cave outside Guiyuan City, I saw the wind blowing and his eyes flashing, and he was sitting cross-legged.

"Wangzijue," he muttered to himself, remembering the various spells he had performed when He Tu cut the stone, and it seemed that his eyes had been shining from the very beginning.

"Could it be that this is the essence of the word 'hope' in looking, smelling, asking, cutting, and cutting?"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he closed his eyes again, and concentrated on looking at the ancient seal word 'Wang' in his knowledge again.

I saw that the word "hope" was composed of nine small "hope" characters, and it seemed that each "hope" word contained a trace of inexplicable meaning.

Unconsciously, Feng Qingyang completely sank into his mind, and a wisp of his mind entered the first small word 'hope'.

The wind and clouds in the cave suddenly surged, and I saw his body appear in a black mist, and the black and oppressive sky outside actually sounded a thunder out of thin air, as if the wind was clear and had glimpsed a hint of heaven.

The Pangu God was born in chaos, and the chaos was pitch black, and finally the Pangu God split it with an axe, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the light.

"Light ...... Look at ......" Suddenly, Feng Qingyang seemed to understand something, and he got up and walked out of the cave, and only his eyes were shining in the dark night.

"Sharp-eyed......" he muttered to himself.

Looking up at the calamity clouds that were rapidly condensing from the cold, Feng Qingyang smiled, looking at that appearance, it must be his own conjecture that was not wrong, otherwise there would never be such a phenomenon.

Before, when his mind sank into the first small word 'hope', he obviously saw a sub-map, not a map to be precise, but a map of mountains and rivers, although it was only a partial corner, but with his intelligence still understood the main points.

"Boom!"

As he walked out of the cave, the clouds in the sky finally struck the first bolt of lightning.

I saw that the wind Qingyang flicked his shirt, revealing his body that had long been wrapped in 'copper skin and iron bones', and the black armor glowed with a cold light in the night.

His eyes sparkled, and he looked at the dark clouds above his head, only to feel that it was not a dark cloud, but a myriad of tiny nets.

"Hmmm, that's?" he snorted softly, and before he could say anything, a bolt of lightning with the thickness of his arm struck down.

Thundered!

I saw that he was suddenly chopped up, although he didn't suffer much damage, but his blood-like red hair stood up like this, as if it was like this, his face was even more charred, if it weren't for the golden light in his eyes, who would have found that there would be a living person there?

The dark clouds rolled, the thunder and lightning rose and fell, and there was a faint purple light.

"Thief God, can't you see me watching your secret?"

He angrily stretched out a middle finger at the dark clouds, but at this moment, another thunderbolt struck head-on, and this time the thunder and lightning were several times more powerful than the previous one.

The speed of the thunder and lightning was so fast that when I heard the sound, it had already come to the front of me, and the wind was clear and couldn't dodge it and was slashed again.

This time it wasn't as simple as before, I saw that the armor on his body suddenly sparked, and the 'copper skin and iron bone' on his left arm even appeared a crack, and a powerful paralyzing force rushed into his body along the crack, wreaking havoc in the meridians of his body.

"Poof!" Feng Qingyang suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He was suddenly seriously injured under this blow, and I saw him take a few steps backwards and sit on the ground with a thud.

"Damn, are we zombies supposed to endure the punishment of bullshit?" he muttered to himself, and suddenly a strong anger appeared in his body, and the essence in his eyes was even worse.

He took a deep breath and stood up, and under his concentration, the 'Wangzi Jue' quietly used, and as his gaze looked, the black cloud suddenly rolled violently, and there was a faint angry roar from it, as if he knew something that he shouldn't know.

"Come on, kill me!" Feng Qingyang pointed to the dark clouds above his head and shouted, only to see the dark clouds rise and fall, one of the thunderbolts quickly condensed and formed, and then turned into a golden knife and slashed down.

Heaven can't do anything, this day the punishment wind clearly knows what this means, in the memory of inheriting combat skills, there is the thunder tribulation of the zombie clan.

The zombie clan, all the wandering corpses are jumping corpses, and the Heavenly Dao does not allow them to enter it, so they can only wander alone and wander in time to be shouted and killed by countless people, and refined into puppets.

When it finally advances to the stage of wandering corpses, the Heavenly Dao will send down the heavenly punishment, no matter what it obtains, as long as it has a breakthrough effect with itself, then it will trigger the heavenly punishment, suffer from the heavenly thunder, and the suffering of ten thousand thunders and annihilation.

Feng Qingyang was unwilling, but in the face of this powerful power of the Heavenly Dao, although he was angry in his heart, he was more than capable of strength.

The golden broadsword transformed by thunder and lightning slowly slashed down, pressing the void and trembling, making Feng Qingyang's body tremble even more, and even the ground around him began to crack.

This is the power of the Heavenly Dao, the unique power of the Heavenly Dao to punish the zombies, all things cannot be disobeyed, disobedience is both against the sky, and there is only one result against the sky, that is, death.

I saw Feng Qingyang's body creaking, and his powerful body began to collapse under this pressure, and the blood flowed down like flowing water, directly dyeing his body into a bloody man.

Feng Qingyang let out an angry roar, he has no way out, only resistance, only resistance, he is burdened with the mission of the zombie clan, he is the last hope of the zombie clan.

"I can't lose ......"

The storage ring in his hand flashed, and a big bow appeared in his hand, which was his hole card in the box - the Moon Bow!

He didn't take out the Lunar Arrow, because he always thought that a bow would be enough for him to shoot through the clouds and the sky.

The golden broadsword was pressed down, and Feng Qingyang held the Moon Bow in his hand and slowly pulled the bowstring.

Father...... Father......

The bowstring was slowly pulled away by him, and in the dark night, a strong yin qi quickly converged towards his hand, and it didn't take long for the wind to surge.

His eyes were aimed at the golden broadsword that had been chopped, and under the locking of the qi, he suddenly slowed down the golden broadsword.

"What about the heavenly punishment?