On the edge of the cliff, Jiuqiu and Huzi, with the exclamation of everyone, gathered their eyes on the light curtain projected by the big drum.

Xuanchen and Chunyang, on the other hand, were pale, and their eyes were unbelievable, and the qiē displayed at this time was enough to prove everyone's conjecture.

"If it falls, the curtain of light should have broken a long time ago. ”

Xuanchen was silent, listening to Chunyang's muttering like an evil spirit, his brows furrowed deeply, even if it was him, he couldn't explain what happened at this time.

The moonlight was hazy, and the white moonlight merged with the light curtain projected above, making the sky and the earth turn into a cold, iron locks across the sky, big drums soaring, and the deep night without strong winds still looked a little terrifying.

But what is even more surprising is that a full time has passed for three incense sticks now, and the light curtain projected by the drum has never changed, and the sea of clouds in it is churning, and it is white.

Heavy breathing, and the sound of a heavy heartbeat, quietly spread through everyone in the silent night, and those who left or lost their faith all refocused their eyes at this moment.

This is the case with all the attention, although the wind at this time is clear and does not know whether it is dead or alive, and may have turned into powder, but the light curtain is not broken, and no one leaves.

At this moment, a special sense of depression enveloped everyone deeply, although it was silent, although it was late at night, although the moonlight was cold, they still felt sweaty, and there was an indescribable dull feeling.

The wind is clear and falls into the sea of clouds, not as he thought, if he falls, he will definitely die, and he is not like the legend of everyone, he cannot be reborn forever.

There was a look in his eyes, not what everyone saw, he didn't know that he had fallen, and in his sight, he was still stuck at the moment when the nine phoenixes disappeared.

In his memory, there was no shaking iron chain, only the nine phoenixes that appeared out of thin air after he smashed the second stone pillar.

The desolation, and the tentacles that entwined the Nine Phoenix, after making him feel the pain again, dissipated with a bang.

He couldn't tell the truth from the fake, and he didn't know where he was now, but the pain that reached his soul made his heart clench.

It was a breathing pain that flowed in all directions of the body with the pulse of the blood.

"She said I hadn't woken up yet, why did you say that?"

Feng Qingyang was silent, looking at the third stone pillar at the end, his heart suddenly sank, as if he had found the answer at this time, and it still seemed to continue to step forward.

But just as his footsteps moved, in the depths of the sea of clouds, a figure appeared again, a person he almost forgot.

"Yixuan!"

"The wind is blowing!"

In front of him, there was a little Taoist priest, who was not very old and couldn't see his cultivation, but the monstrous demonic aura emitted from his body made him tremble, and he almost stopped breathing.

A disciple of the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect in the Xiuzhen Realm, when he left Maoshan back then, he had a feeling that his relationship with him would not end there.

But now, countless years have passed, and even he has unified the cultivation realm where he is, even so, he still has not found Yixuan's whereabouts.

I thought he had fallen somewhere, but now it seems that this is not the case, on the contrary, he is alive and well, even surpassing himself.

When the old people met, he was speechless, and when he met the people he first met when he first came to the cultivation realm in a strange world, the tremor brought to him was tantamount to obtaining a treasure.

"Aren't you dead, why are you still here!"

However, what Yixuan said surprised him even more, but he saw that his face was distorted, as if he had seen a ghost.

"When I was in the Night Ghost, I saw Li Xiao kill you with my own eyes, how can you still appear here?"

"What?"

Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank, I'm dead?

After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed, looking at Yi Xuan, whose expression was distorted, and the golden glow in his eyes flashed.

"That's right, I'm dead, but I'm alive again, do you know that the current Maoshan Zhengtian Sect has been uprooted by me, and there is no longer an old way of bulls' nose in the cultivation world. ”

Hearing this, Yixuan trembled, his originally distorted face turned hideous in an instant, and when he heard the four words uprooted, Yixuan changed.

The demonic flame rose up to the sky, holding a big knife in his hand, and after raising it, he directly locked the wind Qingyang, at that moment, the cold demonic qi surrounded him, bringing him the feeling that it was like destroying the world!

Feng Qingyang didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyelids, looking at Yi Xuan, who was slowly walking towards him with a big knife, maybe he scoffed, maybe he found something.

"How can you see me? How can you appear in this world? Aren't you in the cultivation realm?"

As soon as these words came out, Yixuan, who was originally moving forward, suddenly froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood in place without shaking for half a minute, but the monstrous tacit understanding exuded by his body was even greater.

"I naturally want to appear here, if you don't die, how can I disappear? When I left Maoshan and fell into the demon path, I followed my master to the spirit world, I have been thinking about the blood of the enemy, but I didn't expect that today really let me find an opportunity. ”

As he spoke, Yixuan licked his lips, a bloodthirsty flash flashed in his eyes, and he no longer had the sense of youth and justice that he had back then.

"I have a big knife in my hand, but I killed hundreds of thousands of people alive to open the light, today, I will come to drink your blood to pay tribute to my lost sect!"

Yixuan walked forward step by step, and just as he was about to approach the wind Qingyang, he saw a sudden smile on his face.

"Who are you. ”

"I'm a mystery!"

"If you are a mystery, then when you disappear into this world, you have fallen. ”

"Jokes. ”

Yixuan looked up to the sky and laughed, the big knife was swung, and the black demonic flame cut through the sky, slashing towards Feng Qingyang's face, and the scattered demonic flames made Feng Qingyang's heart ready to move, like a long-lost killing intent was about to awaken.

"Even if you don't die, once you are not my clear opponent, you will never!"

When the big sword arrived, he stepped forward, did not sacrifice the magic weapon, just stretched out his hand, and the momentum on his body exploded, climbing up, and the monstrous demon flame was packed together.

With a finger, the wind and clouds changed color, and the big knife in his hand was shattered with a bang, and at the same time it was unstoppable, and at the moment when the big knife was broken, it exploded Yi Xuan's head.

"If you're not real, how can you be my opponent?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's eyes showed an unprecedented clarity, and at the moment when Yixuan was broken, he felt the whining wind in his ears.

There seemed to be a heavy object falling rapidly, and looking at the sky, you could faintly see a silver iron chain running through the sky, shimmering with a faint luster in the line of sight.

"Don't countless people dare to walk this third chain, this last section is actually bombarding people's souls, opening the hidden memories, and presenting them in front of them in a reincarnated way, so that people have to believe that the moment they believe, they will die!"