Feng Qingyang was silent, turned to look at the few people behind him, except for the middle-aged man who opened his eyes, the rest closed their eyes and pondered, as if the things in front of them had nothing to do with them.

After thinking for a moment, his heart moved, he had just arrived, if he rashly inquired about the whereabouts of Yanhuo, there might be an accident, and maybe he would be caught in trouble.

Instead, following this man, after a short contact, he may be able to find out what is not necessarily, making up his mind, Feng Qingyang suddenly withdrew his deep gaze, and gradually turned into calm.

"This place is the Zhan Tai family in the south of the West Pole Holy City, I am the head of this place, Zhan Taiyu, welcome to the Zhan Tai family. Looking at Feng Qingyang's changing gaze, Zhan Taiyu suddenly waved his hand and made a gesture of please.

"Since you came to Zhan Tai's house, you naturally want to pay a visit. Feng Qingyang's expression was as usual, but his gaze passed over the rest of the people without leaving a trace, and when he crossed it, the depths of his pupils flashed slightly.

Others may not be able to see any clues to these people, but Feng Qingyang felt a different aura from them, although there is a majestic demonic aura on their bodies, but more importantly, they still have popularity.

"Could it be that there is a demon clan here?" Feng Qingyang retracted his gaze and deeply suppressed the doubts in his heart, you must know that he learned from the mouth of the Holy Emperor that the Holy City of the Extreme West is a complete demon clan city, and there is absolutely no existence of alien races.

But now that he is here for the first time, and he is still in the fortress of the teleportation array, it stands to reason that it should be controlled by the demon clan here, but now it seems that something is different.

Maybe what has changed here is not necessarily, Feng Qingyang thought so, and immediately stopped his eyes on Zhan Taiyu, Zhan Tai's surname, Feng Qingyang seemed to have some impressions.

When he and Gai Jiuyou conquered the Nine Shadow Stars, they encountered obstacles from the Zhan Tai family, but later, under the iron-blooded suppression of the two of them, they uprooted and killed them all.

It's just that I don't know if the Zhan Tai family here and the Zhan Tai clan of the Nine Shadow Stars are one, if so, then I'm afraid there will be a good show, Feng Qingyang secretly added a little caution.

He didn't want to leave the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den, as Zhan Taiyu got up, Feng Qingyang followed closely behind him.

The two of them walked out of the main hall and came to this long-known demon clan city, the West Pole Holy City is rumored to have a great sage, but that is an extremely distant legend.

It is no longer known which Great Sage it is, but it has been handed down to this day, and the cultivators here all say that they are the Great Sage Relic Clan, and it is precisely because of this that the Western Pole Holy City is so famous.

Moreover, this place is rich in resources, although it is located in the west of the demon region, but there are spiritual veins passing through, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the four sides present a natural feng shui treasure land of double dragons arching and guarding a pearl, making this place a holy place for cultivation.

Looking up at the void, there was a touch of blue, the wind was clear and suddenly felt refreshed, and he had been almost under the dim sky for months in the wasteland of exile.

Now under the bright sky, the breeze blows, the wind is clear and refreshing, take a deep breath, feel the rich aura, and the pores of the Buddha are exploded under the washing of this aura, such a feeling, the wind has not felt it for a long time.

Compared with the wasteland of exile, the former is hell, while the latter is a paradise on earth, with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and flowers, and almost a representative of paradise.

Zhan Taiyu had a faint smile on his face, and when Feng Qingyang agreed to move forward with him, he also put away the aura of command.

Looking at the wind and blowing carefully, I also felt the special thing about him, if an ordinary monk came to a place rashly, the heart of the embankment was naturally extremely strong.

But on the other hand, the wind is clear, except for the smile on his face, the body is like a vast sea, as far as the eye can see, and you can't see the wind and undercurrents in it.

Secretly admiring his courage to go with the flow, and his unafraid mentality, he paused a little and let Feng Qingyang walk ahead, and it could be seen that he seemed to like the city.

"What is your impression of this place?" Zhan Taiyu said with a smile, he naturally knew Feng Qingyang's answer, but as a monk in this place, he also hoped to receive an affirmation, which could bring him a sense of honor.

"This place is the most beautiful place I have seen since I came to the Demon Clan region, and it is also the most different place. Feng Qingyang replied without thinking.

After teleporting into the Demon Clan territory with the Holy Emperor and the White Ape, the first stop was the towering Five Finger Mountain, which was in the middle of winter.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and thousands of miles of ice froze in the snowy depths, although it looked pleasing to the eye, but there was a lingering sadness.

Every time he saw the snow, the wind would be clear, and that unforgettable memory would be deeply engraved in the deepest part of his bones, just as he had comprehended the Tao at the beginning.

My word comes from the shaking, and the places I have traveled can only bring eternal night!

And here, not only the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but there is also a feeling of relaxation and joy, zombies originally could not survive under the sun, but they were just ordinary low-level zombies.

And now, his cultivation has long broken through the late stage of flying zombies, although he is only equivalent to the peak of the demon general in the demon clan, but his own strength can be called the mid-stage power of the demon king.

With this kind of strength, he can naturally easily walk in the sun, accept the gentle light, feel the strange feeling that he has not seen for a long time, and use the warmth he has longed for for a long time.

"Since Daoist friends like this place so much, why don't you stay here, my Zhantai family is willing to give you the noble status of a guest and enjoy the treatment that my Zhantai family has, how about it?"

Zhan Taiyu asked tentatively, and Feng Qingyang's answer made him more sure that the other party was here for the first time, and this kind of person was even more urgent for him.

The teleportation array he teleported here was actually under the control of the great family of the Extreme West Holy City in turn, and every person who came would have a lead, if the other party's cultivation was strong, then he would use various means to recruit his own family to strengthen his own power.

And this time, it happened to be his Zhan Tai's turn, which is why, after Feng Qingyang appeared, only he opened his eyes and asked.

If it was an ordinary monk, maybe he would not be worth mentioning, and directly let him leave and enter the Extreme West Holy City, but the appearance of the wind was clear, although it seemed that the realm was not good, but he had a unique temperament.

This temperament is extremely attractive to the eye, the more you are obsessed, the more you will find the horror in it, Zhan Taiyu found this and stood up urgently, and the tone of the command was a little unkind.

In the final analysis, this qiē is all about profit.