Returning to everyone's side, looking at the white rhino's burning gaze, Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the rest of the people, sure enough, except for Liu Xuan, the rest of the people were the same as the white rhino's expression.

Thinking about it, after Feng Qingyang drew his sword, putting it away already made them feel disgusted, but so what?

"This sword is quite strange, and it will definitely be studied by everyone after it goes out, but for now, we should open the altar first. ”

Feng Qingyang changed the topic, looking at the five-colored altar in front of him, and due to the Xuanhuang Sword being pulled out, the five altar fragments that had spread out had already fused.

Like a wriggling worm, the moment the Xuanhuang Sword disappeared, it had already begun to wriggle, which was the prelude to fusion, just in the blink of an eye, when I looked at it again, two or three pieces had already merged together.

If it weren't for the fact that there were many people at the moment, Feng Qingyang really wanted to sit down alone and study it, this mysterious five-color altar always gave him a mysterious aura.

As Feng Qingyang diverted the topic, everyone did not continue to ask about the sword after all, but it could be seen that they were extremely dissatisfied with Feng Qingyang's ability to pull it out, although they knew that only Feng Qingyang could obtain it.

"You see, after this altar is fused, it will turn into a teleportation array, and this teleportation place, if I guess correctly, is the place where the ancient dragon is truly formed. ”

Feng Qingyang said categorically, his words were like a reassuring pill, calming everyone's hearts, of course, these words were mainly aimed at some of them.

For Liu Xuan and the three people holding the treasure gourd and the yin and yang old monster, Feng Qingyang was polite, after all, the three of them did not come to draw their swords, so naturally they would not be dissatisfied with him.

"Is this true?" Bai Rhino stepped forward, looking at Feng Qingyang deeply, his eyes were like knives, and he wanted to find something in his eyes, but after a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze.

Feng Qingyang's eyes, like the calm stagnant water in the past, without any waves, can look at the end at a glance, but can also feel a kind of powerlessness, this feeling makes him helpless, but the fear of Feng Qingyang in his heart is even stronger.

It's funny to say, when Feng Qingyang began to be wary of him, the other party had already noticed Feng Qingyang's strangeness to each other, and it was always a good thing to take precautions.

"If this statement is false, I will sacrifice the remnant sword I have obtained before. Feng Qing raised his brows and frowned, his face was a little overcast, as if he was extremely unhappy with Bai Xi's aggressive questioning.

But now everyone is almost a grasshopper tied to a rope, one is prosperous, and one is lost, not to mention that now is not the time to turn his face, so he has to suppress his inner irritability and explain patiently.

"Before I drew my sword, I guess all the Taoist friends also saw me meditating on the ground, in fact, I found out that something was wrong at that time, when the earth shook, from the broken five-colored altar, a trace of blood leaked out, and this blood qi came from the true body of Jiaolong.

Moreover, that blood qi is quite ancient, although it is not too rich, but it is extremely pure, if we collect thousands of it, I am afraid that this blood qi alone can help us break through the rapid breakthrough cultivation. ”

As if he had a stimulant, the White Rhino Cave Master did not continue to ask, but looked at the five-colored altar in front of him hesitantly, and finally believed Feng Qingyang's words.

Not only that, even the most powerful statue nodded his head, although he didn't pull out the mysterious sword, but with his super cultivation, he also felt a trace of special aura from the hilt of the sword, but he didn't think much about it at that time.

But now that he heard Feng Qingyang mention it, he began to recall it, and the breath that came from that time seemed to be very much like blood, but he never thought of it.

It wasn't flesh at all, it was a message from the ancients, and this information was hidden in the remnant of the sword, even if he thought about it now, after the sword had fallen into the wind, he was helpless.

What's more, it looks like it looks like now, Liu Xuan and the other two seem to be on the side of Feng Qingyang, if it really starts, it is not certain who wins and who loses.

Thinking of this, he could only sigh with remorse, sighing at the good luck of Feng Qingyang, although he found the abnormality of Feng Qingyang's body, it didn't seem to be a human race, but he never associated it with zombies.

After all, zombies are synonymous with puppets, and Feng Qingyang didn't have a self-registration number, so he didn't recognize his identity for a while.

However, it also happened that this remnant sword was undoubtedly a relief in the snow for Feng Qingyang, as if he personally stayed here, the Venerable Dojo and the ancient secrets, this is exactly what Feng Qingyang continues to know.

After obtaining the remnant sword, Feng Qingyang had a little more disagreement in his heart, one still wanted to assist the Holy Emperor to subvert the current rule of the demon clan, and the other wanted to eagerly unravel the information on the remnant sword, which involved the origin of zombies after all.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally dispelled his thoughts, now his strength is not strong, even if he finds out the truth, he is afraid that he will not be able to change it, it is better to subvert the demon clan region first, and break through the cultivation.

After making up his mind, he didn't speak, but focused his gaze on the five-colored altar in front of him, waiting for him to open it for the last time, as long as it was opened, he would be able to enter it and collect dragon blood and qi in a big way.

It's just that it is unknown whether there will be any crisis at that time, and while thinking about it, there was a sudden click in my ears, which was faint, but in the already quiet place, it seemed a little abrupt.

When he came back to his senses, the five-colored altar had been reunited, and there were layers of halos on it, which seemed unusual.

The halo was dark red, with a bloody taste, although it was a little demonic, but everyone present was overjoyed after seeing it, which was clearly the blood of the dragon.

Thinking about it, the direction of this altar's teleportation must be the center of the suppression, and everyone kept moving forward, and finally stopped to look at the wind behind them.

"Daoyou, do you have something on your mind?" Seeing that Feng Qingyang was silent, Bai Rhino took the lead in speaking, since he found that Feng Qingyang was wrong, he made it difficult for him, and he couldn't wait to ask all the questions in his heart.

At this time, seeing that Feng Qingyang didn't speak, I don't know what the hell he was thinking, Bai Xi naturally couldn't hold his breath, and looked at everyone in all directions, as if they were waiting for Feng Qingyang's answer.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, it seems a little too easy for us to get in, if it's that easy, is this forbidden place still a forbidden place?"

His casual words immediately aroused everyone's suspicions, along the way, they did not encounter too many life and death crises, even if they did, they were easily solved in front of the wind Qingyang, listening to him say this at this moment, it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Is there anything unusual here?"

"Perhaps!"