"That's ...... so"

The old man muttered to himself, his face changed instantly, and a strange light bloomed in his eyes.

"Do you know what it is?"

After a pause, he raised his hand and waved, and a small fang, as big as a dog's tooth, suddenly appeared in his hand, flickering with cold light in the dim hall.

"This ......"

At the moment when the old man took out his fangs, Feng Qingyang's eyes instantly straightened, his heart seemed to stop beating at this moment, and he lost a qiē in his eyes, only the small fangs.

"It's ...... It's ......"

He muttered, couldn't help but stretch out his right hand, and naturally removed the fangs from the old man's body, and the old man didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him, so he looked at him quietly.

"It's teeth!"

"Poof!"

Hearing this, the old man's body shook for a while, his two cloudy eyes almost fell out, and an indifferent old face was even suffocated purple, and he looked at the wind in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses until a long time later.

thought that Feng Qingyang would say something lucky, but who knew that he actually jumped out of such a sentence, almost making him choke on his own saliva.

He was about to reach out and retrieve his fangs, but he was casually raised by the wind, and suddenly bypassed, only to see that his eyes were shining with a strange light, and his expression was even more strict than ever, as if he had finally returned to the topic at this moment.

"Is this a zombie fang?"

"Not bad!" the old man retracted his thoughts, and his face became indifferent, as if the previous depressed color was just an illusion.

After a pause, his expression suddenly turned sideways, as if he remembered something.

"Sure enough, you must be the legendary child of language......"

At this moment, the old man's expression became excited, his eyes were hot, looking at the wind Qingyang as if looking at a naked girl, his face turned red, and he no longer had the calmness he had before.

"With your appearance, we can end thousands of years of fighting, and we can finally get out of this world!"

He didn't seem to be able to control his mind, and he didn't care about Feng Qingyang's reaction, and then brushed forward, grabbed Feng Qingyang's arm, and then waved his big hand, and suddenly a whirlwind blew, and the brush disappeared.

And this qiē, Feng Qingyang seemed to have no reaction, like a wooden man, following the old man's pull, disappeared together, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that he had come to the shore of the lake that had just appeared.

"Little brother, you come with me!"

There was the excited voice of the old man in his ears, he didn't care about it, and once again pulled Feng Qingyang and flew into the distance, at this moment, the old man burst out of the coercion of Jindan's power, even if Feng Qingyang wanted to resist, he was powerless.

In this way, he kept flying along the lake, and after an unknown number of hours, when the blood-colored sky dome hung on the blood moon, the old man finally stopped.

He stared at the sky in a daze, a line of tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and his whole body exuded a sense of vicissitudes and desolation.

"Thousands of years...... Can the hatred that has lasted for thousands of years finally be resolved? Is the fight between clans finally going to be solved at this moment?"

He asked questions again and again, then let go of his hand, and flew into the air alone, and then the power of Jin Dan broke out in an instant, his white hair was windless, and his simple cyan robe was even more clanging, sweeping away the previous vicissitudes of life, and instantly burst out with a sense of heroism.

"Blazing, Jin Lie, Muyan, Tushan, old things, the children of fate have appeared, wake them all up!"

He raised his head and roared, and the sound wave came out of his mouth, instantly producing a light visible to the naked eye, which instantly spread to the entire world, and the aftermath lingered, reverberating endlessly, and enduring.

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, he looked around, and suddenly his heart suddenly jumped, as if he had found something incredible, his blood burned, flowing in his body, and he let out a roar.

Following his gaze, he saw that under the sky, there was an ancient battlefield, and on the battlefield, countless corpses and bones were piled up, and between the accumulations, there was a cold light flickering from time to time.

The cold light, cold to the heart, seems to be able to pierce into the bone marrow with just a glance, Feng Qingyang was a little stunned, he had never seen such a tragic phenomenon, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is miserable.

Those white bones, as long as you look at it, you can instantly feel the desolation in it, it seems that in the desolation, there is also a tragic and poignant.

"Shui Tian, what is your ghost name? Is it that you Shui Zhen has died too much in this fight, and he is not happy in his heart, and he wants to be beaten by our group?"

After a while, there was a loud roar from the sky, and at the same time, several red lights flew quickly from the end of the heaven and earth, and from the appearance to the end, it only took a few breaths.

When the wind cleared his senses, he saw that there were already a few more old men in front of him, all of them were white-bearded, crane-haired and childish-looking, and their long beautiful hair moved with the wind, which seemed peaceful, but inadvertently revealed a coercion.

However, when they saw the wind on the side, their eyes shrank, and they immediately stopped paying attention to the water and sky on the side, and looked at the wind in a daze.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a deep sigh, that sigh, as if it contains relief, but more of it is helplessness.

"Son of fate, son of fate!"

The old man in the golden robe on the side said excitedly, he looked at the several old men beside him, and saw that their expressions were the same, all of them revealed a sense of excitement from the inside out, and ...... and the sorrow that is still suppressed.

"You've finally shown up ......"

Among them, there was an old woman, she was wearing a dark green robe, although she had white hair, but when you saw her childlike skin, you could vaguely see her youthful demeanor.

"Mu Yan, the legend is true, the child of fate will appear in our generation, I always thought it was just a legend, but I never expected this legend to be true. ”

"Not bad. ”

The old woman named Mu Yan nodded slightly, her eyes were a little ruddy, as if she thought of something from the past, she looked at the wind carefully, afraid of missing a trace.

"The body of a zombie, the soul of a human being, it seems that the legend is true, Shui Tian, but I didn't expect that it was you who first discovered the Child of Fate. ”

After a pause, he said: "This time, countless strange monks appeared in our tribe at the same time, they seem to have appeared out of thin air, without the breath of our five major tribes, on the contrary, everyone has a true meaning. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's heart was clear for a while, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly spoke: "Senior, junior dare to ask, are the strangers you are talking about all young people in their twenties, and most of them have uniform clothing?"

"Oh, how do you know?"

Mu Yan was slightly stunned, it seemed that the clear question made her a little surprised, but at this moment, everyone had already reined in their minds, and without the previous gaffe, they were all full of immortal wind and bones.

"Mu Yan, those things that are not important, what matters are the appearance of the child of fate, we can finally get rid of this reincarnation of fate, and finally be able to return to the real world!"