As he spoke, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Just like back then, when he first woke up from the darkness and was in that strange space, the loneliness and helplessness, and the cold and ruthless.

He knew that back then, the Nine Dragons locked the sky, and the figure as tall as a mountain in the back cover of the soul was not someone else, but himself.

Perhaps, it was the fight that he had fought for a certain period of time as Su Hui, and finally suppressed it under the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, looking back on the present, the long hundreds of years have passed by in a snap of his fingers.

By the time he had cultivated so far, it was already clear that the person who had been suppressed by the Nine Dragons Iron Lock was himself, another self, and perhaps at some point, they would meet again.

That dark space, compared to this place, although it cannot be surpassed, is not too far away, so that Feng Qingyang seems to have a natural resistance to this place.

And the Fire Spirit King outside Baizhang, I don't know when it started, there have been amazing changes, the person is still that person, but whether it is breath or expression, there is a world of difference from the original him, all this is quietly going on, Feng Qingyang has never noticed, he doesn't know at all, the "Fire Spirit King" outside Baizhang is looking at him directly.

......

"The third finger makes my body collapse, so what will happen to the fourth finger?" Feng Qingyang fell into a kind of madness, even to the point of madness, the dark color showed hideousness, and he would not die, even if he died together, he would not blink his brows.

Somehow, the Fire Spirit King in the distance, a look of fear flashed in the depths of his pupils, this was his instinct, and the moment this gaze appeared, his expression suddenly calmed down, as if something was forcibly controlling his divine soul in him.

Slowly, he raised his right hand, and under the illusion, the scales and armor were distinct, and the terrifying power burst out from him, the vicissitudes of life, and the domineering after the passage of time, like a sleeping beast that opened its eyes under the crisis.

After a long time, the wind was clear and suddenly roared: "In this life, the most beautiful dream is to protect you, I can't fall, no one can let me fall." The voice spread in all directions, and the tone seemed a little vicissitudes, as well as a faint tiredness.

But when the voice spread completely, his expression changed from new to distorted, and the exhaustion that had appeared before was swept away, and there was no trace of decadence on his face.

The outstretched right hand, the thumb was tightly attached to the palm, and it was not completely pressed out, but just as he was ready, a huge rune seed rotated on his body again, and after this rune appeared, it did not merge into the void, but immediately reversed the direction and rushed straight towards his original position.

The moment he touched Feng Qingyang's body, it immediately split into two, turning into a four-point rune, completely penetrating his skin, as if it was unguarded, and integrated into the blood veins in his body.

Feng Qingyang spat blood, once upon a time, he didn't remember that he had such a serious injury, a big mouthful of blood, uncontrollably gushing out, purple and golden blood, soaked through his white robe, dotted with red light, like a blooming flower of demonic life.

The absolute power that gathered and compressed out had already made him unable to bear the imminent collapse, at that moment, he could no longer suppress the power in his heart, and the thumb that was clinging to the palm of his hand was instantly raised, and he pressed it against the Tai Chi Nine Palace Diagram in the sky.

"Fourth finger!"

The sound of banging kept coming from him, and his whole body turned into a blood-colored mist, completely submerging himself in it, and the blood flowed into the void, like a thousand weights, pressing the void to tremble, and the earth shook, even if it was the Tai Chi Nine Palace Diagram in the sky, it seemed to be shaking violently.

"How can a mere seal suppress me?" In the blood-colored mist, there was a sound of laughter that was clear and crazy to the extreme, and this faint cry, with his voice, spread throughout the entire Tianxuan Ancient Star, and the earth-shattering roar came, causing a shocking light to burst out from within this blood dance, this light ...... It was his unyielding gaze.

Compared to the initial violent impact, it spread at an extremely fast speed, and it unconsciously rippled throughout the Tianxuan Ancient Star.

He smiled, opened his eyes and smiled, and his white teeth were soaked with blood, so that his whole person, including his face, was a proper blood man through and through.

The blood-colored mist that covered him did not spread, but erupted from his body, followed by being completely devoured and refined by him again.

It's not a human being, it's simply not an ordinary person, if an ordinary person is here, it will inevitably be shocked, delicate on the outside and tender on the inside.

In the distance, the Fire Spirit King a hundred zhang away, with a strange expression, if he was just dismissive at first, then by now, it has turned into a deep shock.

"This kid has a strange blood. There was a moment of silence, and finally these words came out of his mouth. As he spoke, a flash of remembrance flashed in front of his eyes, and it seemed that he had been precipitated in the nostalgia for the past.

Almost at the moment when he was immersed, a slight clicking sound suddenly came from the power void, although it was faint, it was hardly worth mentioning compared to the piercing roar, but for the clear wind and the "Fire Spirit King" here, this sound was tantamount to the sound of heaven.

"Could it be that this emperor can return to the Supreme God Realm in his lifetime?" a strange voice came out of the mouth of the Fire Spirit King, which looked extremely strange, and if Feng Qingyang heard it, he would definitely be shocked.

But now, where would he pay attention to the Fire Spirit King, his whole heart was focused on the place where the sound of shattering was heard.

"Is it finally open?" There was an inexplicable grievance in his heart, obviously he had come here to look for Qingshuang's will, but now it had evolved to such a point.

Although Qingshuang's will was suppressed by him in the dantian world, perhaps he was the biggest beneficiary, but all this, in the final analysis, was also obtained by his exhaustion of hard work.

For all this, he was almost suppressed here forever, and he walked on the edge of life and death.

Is it worth it?

When this long-lost sound of shattering came, the wind was clear and suddenly there was a feeling of breaking through the clouds and mist to see the blue sky.

With the appearance of the crack, Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, the fourth finger had reached his limit, if he pressed the fifth finger, he almost believed that only this huge power could refine him.

The strong strength of the counterattack can turn him into ashes the moment he explodes.

"If it is broken, let it be broken forever. He let out a furious voice, his tone turning from a low tone to a final roar of rage.

He pinched the trick with both hands, and countless halos of light kept conjuring up on one hand, and as his fingering superimposed, a unique aura suddenly appeared in the void.

"This is?!" As this aura appeared, the Fire Spirit King in the distance suddenly widened his eyes.