The Fire Spirit King was moved, and his eyes showed a hint of doubt, as if he was not sure.

After pondering for a moment, he locked on the wind again, and the aura exerted on the other party's body really shook his heart, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe that in this world, there were people who had the breath of an emperor in such a cultivation.

Yes, this is the heart of the emperor, the heart of the emperor who won the god and the emperor, the heart of the great emperor who preached, compared to the three thousand ancient emperors of the spiritual world, the emperor of the god realm, is the real emperor.

Dominating one side of the world, there are countless cultivation stars and countless worlds, which can be described as a real pinnacle existence, originally he thought it was just an illusion, but now that he feels it carefully, this is clearly so obvious.

Although it is a little weak, but that trace of the emperor's heart and will that belongs to the God Emperor will not be fake, this breath, but what countless people crave, whether it is the emperor's heart or will, is enough to make people envious, jealous and hateful to the point of madness.

Witnessing it with his own eyes now, if he says that his heart is not throbbing, it is obviously a lie, and if he is an ordinary person, he may really take away the wind and deprive him of all his luck.

But the person who appeared at this time was him...... is destined to retire with a clear wind, at least ...... He wouldn't think carefully about Feng Qingyang, not to mention, the breaking of this realm, in the final analysis, is because of Feng Qingyang, it is that extremely weak emperor's heart that has become the key to breaking this realm, otherwise, I don't know how long he will be sealed.

......

Heaven and earth roared, when the first rays of starlight entered this place, the wind was clear and the blood was surging, he grinned softly, the blood-stained red teeth, it looked so terrifying, but in the horror, there was a lingering pride and arrogance.

At least...... He didn't lose, really didn't lose!

"Is it finally open?" he muttered, his voice hoarse, compared to the previous arrogant Lingyun, it was much more sluggish at this time, but this did not make him feel any uneasiness.

After breaking and standing, not breaking or standing, not crazy and not becoming a demon, he turned to look at the Fire Spirit King who was a hundred zhang away behind him, it was nothing at first, but when he walked into the other party's side, his heart jumped for no reason, and a terrible thought instantly appeared in his heart.

"Senior, this calamity for the younger generation to resist for you, then...... Will you be able to return the spirits of these tens of thousands of monks to them?" The clear voice of the wind, after being suppressed for a moment, burst into flames, echoing through the heavens and the earth, and there was no longer the hoarseness and malaise that it had before.

With a question, or invincible, as if looking at the Fire Spirit King condescendingly, he questioned him, as soon as these words came out, the other party was obviously a little uncomfortable, and even reacted after a few breaths of silence.

In the end, he took a deep look at Feng Qingyang, and suddenly laughed, never nodding or shaking his head, but the essence in his eyes made Feng Qingyang's vest cold, and his hairs stood on end.

"Yes," as he spoke, the Fire Spirit King raised his hand, and a palm-sized cyan halo appeared on it, although the halo was small, but it encompassed thousands of thousands of souls, and there were countless divine souls struggling in pain within it.

Feng Qingyang just glanced at it, and saw Xiaoyue and Xuantian Ji among them, and couldn't wait to look at each other, and the other party obviously didn't embarrass Feng Qingyang, and passed the cyan halo to Feng Qingyang,

"Originally, it was to survive for a while longer, but if you ask for this, then Emperor Ben can't refuse anything, you just need to cast their spirits, and they will naturally be able to completely awaken. ”

"I'm looking forward to meeting you in another world. Immediately, he turned his hand and sacrificed a piece of black jade pendant, on which there was only an antique word, Feng Qingyang did not know it, but with its strong comprehension power, he could still feel that this word seemed to be an emperor!

The God Emperor on the other side, the Emperor of the Ages!

The wind was clear and his heart shook for no reason, looking at the Fire Spirit King, that trace of essence disappeared happily, leaving behind only the sound of loud laughter echoing in the void, this sound sounded full of vitality, making people feel refreshed after listening to it once.

Feng Qingyang held the jade card in his hand tightly, staring deeply into the void, there are some words, there is no need to say more, and there is no need to open the skylight to say bright words, but at that time, it will naturally understand.

He raised his head pointlessly, standing quietly in place, waiting for the Fire Spirit King to wake up, and at this point, he finally understood the meaning of the existence of this place.

Perhaps, this is indeed a seal, just as he and the Fire Spirit King saw together in the hallucination, someone was divided into corpses to suppress the major worlds, and it was this person's heart that was suppressed in the spirit world.

Perhaps, one day in the future, he will be able to meet him again, then...... What will it be like when we meet again next time?

Half a day gradually passed, and the Fire Spirit King also woke up from the new one, looking at the wind Qingyang standing beside him, he didn't say a word about the fact that his soul was occupied by others before, perhaps, the memory of a few words in his heart has been erased forever, leaving a blank, this blank, no matter how deep his cultivation is, he can't personally investigate it.

Tens of thousands of monks appeared from the Feng Qingyang Dantian World, and when everything was ready, under the shocked eyes of the Fire Spirit King, Feng Qingyang sacrificed the cyan halo that he had originally obtained from "him", and swirled the heavens and the earth, as if he had found the source, and poured into the bodies of countless monks below.

"I'm grateful to my predecessors for saving their lives. The sound resounded through the void in unison, and tens of thousands of monks, whether they were enemies or friends, worshiped him deeply.

It was a kind of sincere gratitude from the bottom of the soul, although their spirits were suppressed, but where would they not know the changes in their bodies? In their opinion, at the last moment, Feng Qingyang gave up on them, and did not abandon them, otherwise, they were afraid that they would have died a long time ago, where would there be time to feel the world again?

"Daoist friends are very polite. Feng Qingyang saluted in return, and under the silence, he laughed inexplicably, no one asked him what he got in this place, and no one mentioned Qingshuang's voice.

It seems that all this turned into recognition in an instant, the recognition of his strength, as well as the recognition of human nature, people are sages, who can do nothing, but not everyone is a stone in the pit, they also know gratitude, when Feng Qingyang used his own way to open the closed valve in their hearts, his identity was finally completely recognized.

"Anyway, we're all alive, aren't we?" Feng Qingyang said softly, and tens of thousands of monks echoed and nodded slightly, as if they had been reborn from the new awakening.

Especially Xiaoyue and Xuan Tianji, they were even more excited and threw themselves into Feng Qingyang's arms.

"That's a good ......"