As he spoke, the temperature in the hall began to plummet.

Wisps of cold air spread from the wind's body, as if to freeze everything, and the moon spirit wheel light that was originally in collapse suddenly settled down.

Moreover, the remnants of the souls that fled around them all showed fear, and one by one they let out a sharp hiss, only this time they were not mad, but afraid, as if this moment was the day of their demise.

However, if they want to escape, how can they let them escape lightly, before he was weak, so he could only let him be humiliated and bitten, but now, he is a strong man!

The corpse king's blood rolled, that was the unyielding meaning after being suppressed, and the huge skull behind him shot out a pair of red and faint eyes, sweeping in all directions, invincible.

Feng Qingyang slowly opened his eyes, and the cold aura around him became even stronger, as if it had frozen the world, and the endless resentment remnants in the hall were instantly frozen.

"I come from the cold winter, there is no light in my world, only endless darkness, I have never seen warmth, only endless cold!" he spoke slowly, his voice was low, and at the moment he spoke, snowflakes suddenly floated in the hall.

Feng Qingyang spread out his palm, caught one of them, looked at the floating dust statue below that had fallen into a sluggish state, and said, "Do you understand, I don't want to die, no one can kill me, even if it's the Heavenly Dao, no!"

He crushed the snowflake, and with a wave of his hand, the skull shook and moved, and the devouring force coming from its mouth was even more violent, as if it was about to engulf a qiē.

Roar!

The remnants of the soul hissed, fled everywhere, and was finally taken back by the floating dust statue to the Zhenshi bronze coffin, but even so, it was absorbed a lot by Feng Qingyang, at least one-third of the amount.

After a long time, Feng Qingyang burped, touched his stomach with satisfaction, and smiled evilly on his face, at this moment, he was much better than the previous wolf bèi, and even oily.

Although those unjust souls have been dead for countless years, and even spanned several eras, even so, they are still an energy that cannot be underestimated.

After being inhaled into his body, the 'Taiyin True Sutra' frantically refined it, and then passed it into his qi sea, and then was refined by the cyan tree above the qi sea for a second round, and finally fed back to his body.

Until now, Feng Qingyang didn't know what the little cyan tree was, but he vaguely remembered what Lu Zhishen had said about the water of creation, but he didn't know that if the secret of this tree was leaked out, it would be enough to cause a bloody storm in the cultivation world, and even on top of the reason, the old monster who had already asked the question would take action!

But...... Those are not what he needs to think about now, what he needs now is how to quickly destroy the floating dust statue below!

There is a powerful mana rippling around his body, needless to say, at this moment, he has returned to his peak again, but the floating dust statue that has been lowered is much weaker, and even the Zhenshi bronze coffin suspended outside has shrunk into the void a lot!

"However, the Zhenshi bronze coffin seems to be very good, if you can learn it......"

Feng Qingyang grinned again, but he didn't know that the so-called Zhenshi bronze coffin was indeed real, but it was unknown in which world.

And the floating dust statue, which was also regarded as a hegemon in his lifetime, was fortunate enough to obtain a piece of incomplete exercises, opened a world, and saw the projection of the bronze coffin of Zhenshi in it, so he felt it in his heart and copied it.

Although he is only half-hanging, but with this technique is rampant, if it weren't for the fact that he is just a wisp of residual thoughts now, many secret techniques can't be cast, otherwise, Feng Qingyang would have died for a long time.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's heart moved, he took back the moon essence wheel, transformed himself, and suddenly turned into an orc, that is, the second layer of 'copper skin and iron bones'.

With a flick of his tail, a strong wind suddenly blew, and then he disappeared in place with a whoosh, and when he reappeared, he came to the sky above the bronze coffin of Zhenshi.

Looking at the Zhenshi bronze coffin close at hand, Feng Qingyang's heart was hot, thinking that it was some kind of secret treasure, and he couldn't wait to put it away quickly.

However, at the moment when he pounced, the floating dust statue below suddenly smiled sinisterly, he did not not notice that the wind was clear, but deliberately.

"Boy, no, that Zhenshi bronze coffin is a mysterious thing, even I don't know where its body is, don't touch it!"

"It's not good, it's a fraud!"

Feng Qing's eyes were sharp, and when he appeared next to the bronze coffin of Zhenshi, the floating dust statue on the side was just an evil smile, obviously expected by Yiqiē, and it was all under his control.

"Damn, sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, and he has been dead for I don't know how many years, and he still calculates me like this!"

Feng Qingyang's heart was angry, but at this moment, he had no time to withdraw his hands, thousands of thoughts flashed in his mind, and at the last moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and his heart instantly launched a ruthless attack.

"Zhenshi bronze coffin, I want to see what you are!"

He stretched out his hands and pulled out a thousand catties with all his strength, hugged the Zhenshi bronze coffin, and was about to drag it out, but at the moment of hugging, a flower appeared in front of him, and a scene suddenly appeared that he would never forget.

At the moment when he came into contact, to be precise, when he came into contact with the wisp of breath of the Zhenshi bronze coffin, his eyes changed instantly, and he seemed to be standing in the vast starry sky.

And in the middle of the starry sky, there is a huge copper coffin, which seems to span several worlds, and he is like an ant, a small ant that can't be smaller.

At that moment, his blood was boiling, but not fear, and suddenly he felt like a frog at the bottom of the well, but it had jumped out of the well.

"That's ...... That's the bronze coffin of Zhenshi!"

Feng Qingyang's head roared, stunned, and looked at it sluggishly, the bronze coffin lying quietly in the starry sky, with countless inscriptions carved on it, Feng Qingyang just glanced at it lightly, and felt that his head was swollen, as if it was about to explode.

However, suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to see something incredible in it, a corner of the bronze coffin of the town was actually engraved with a big golden character, although that word was only one of thousands of inscriptions, but the wind was clear and familiar.

That is the word 'hope', which is the word 'hope' that He Tu taught him in Guiyuan City!

At this moment, the big ancient coffin suddenly made a deafening sound, and even the starry sky trembled in an instant, and the lid of the coffin on it suddenly opened a corner.

Suddenly, countless Xuanhuang qi erupted, and in the vast starry sky, there was a touch of the vastness of suppressing heaven and earth, which seemed to be silence, seemed to be death!

Feng Qingyang couldn't describe it, but imprinted it deeply in his mind, and in a trance, he returned to the show, only to see that he was standing next to the floating dust statue, and he seemed to really want to control himself.

"You're looking for death!"