Although he looked gloomy, he only had murderous intent without the slightest murderous intent, otherwise with his temper, he would have shot these ants to death with the most thunderous means, and the reason why they have survived until now is just because there is still a trace of use value.

He ignored the crowd, but withdrew his gaze after a moment, just as cold as before, but when he rested on the flower fairy again, he was covered with tenderness.

The two of them figured it out, perhaps because the wind was clear and gave each other consciousness, and after a while, the fairy in the flower turned into a flower spirit, a palm-sized little Lori, fluttering her wings and sitting firmly on his shoulder.

It seems that this picture is so tender and pleasant, as if it should be so, but unfortunately the good times are short-lived, and there are always some unpleasant things happening.

A sharp roar came from outside the fairy hall, standing in front of them, the golden statue that was originally motionless suddenly moved, the ground suddenly shook, the golden light covered the sky and the sun, and if it didn't move, it was just a move that shook the sky and the earth.

The ten golden statues went straight to Feng Qingyang, but they directly ignored the people present, as if they were the air, and their dead eyes bloomed with this coldness, locking on Feng Qingyang and the best little Lori on his shoulders.

The purpose is obvious, it is to kill the little Lori on his shoulder, otherwise there will be no such a high-intensity killing attempt, at least in Feng Qingyang's opinion, what he has done has touched some hidden rules here.

Needless to say, the Holy Emperor's eyes flashed, and he pushed horizontally with a golden hoop stick, turning into a golden whirlwind and instantly blowing into the center of the golden statue.

And the rest, after a meal, bypassed the Holy Emperor's side one after another, killing in all directions, staring at the wind in front of them, and the golden light rose up in a thousand directions, stabbing everyone up.

Disaster is not enough for Yuchi, except for the Tianji Zhenren who is still hesitating in place, the rest of the ancient emperors and curse venerables have retreated backwards, leaving this place to the wind Qingyang, and it is natural to hang high, not to mention that if he dies, wouldn't he have a strong opponent less?

From the scuffle, the wind was clear and his face did not change, and as soon as the palm seal came out, he suddenly pressed towards the nearest golden statue, and the sound of the void was fierce, and the sky-turning seal was unstoppable.

But the strange thing is that after the cracks covered the whole body, there was a golden light, and the injury instantly recovered as before, as if it had not been hurt at all.

After a pause, the golden statue flew again, as if they didn't know the pain, even if they broke their arms and legs under the powerful attack, they could still be intact in the blink of an eye.

It's almost a Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, and every body is terrifying, and there is no way to attack it, but every blow contains a strong funeral supernatural power.

This supernatural power is so strong that even if the wind is clear and touches it, it almost falls into passivity, and it is obvious that these golden statues are just puppets. To put it bluntly, it is a fighting machine that is not afraid of pain.

The Holy Emperor had already entered the white heat, and under the big stick, half of their bodies were shattered, but at the moment of shattering, they could recover again with a flash of golden light.

Tireless, and powerful, like a bottomless pit, an endless stream of mana is exhausted, not weaker than the body of a half-saint, coupled with strange supernatural powers, almost every one of them is beyond the existence of the ancient emperor's mantra level on the scene.

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and secretly said that it is not a way to go on like this, since it is a puppet, it is naturally as if there is a puppet to crack it, almost at the same time, he and the Holy Emperor jointly opened the eye of heaven and the eyes of fire.

Two to the same gaze through the heavens and the earth, this look, they immediately discovered the mystery, no wonder these golden statues are dead but not stiff, it turns out that the brain is at work.

Each golden statue is engraved with a powerful spirit gathering formation, this spirit gathering is not to absorb spiritual energy, but to connect the formation of the Taihao Immortal Palace, as long as the Taihao Immortal Hall exists, they can fight forever.

"Brother Monkey, blow their heads," Feng Qingyang shouted, and jumped up, the terrifying physical power collided with the void, bringing a large ripple wherever it passed.

Almost lightning, after the right arm of the Venerable reached out, the wind became larger, and the hideous barb was deeply inserted into the head of the golden statue, and the force in his hand was almost at the moment of penetration, Feng Qingyang twisted his fist and hit the other party's spirit gathering array in the sea with a bang.

Boom!

This time, the golden statue retreated, half-kneeling on the ground, although the body was not broken, there was no wound on the surface, even if the wind was clear and penetrated the other party's head, it did not leave a wound.

It's just that after bursting the big array, he couldn't move anymore, as if the thoughts in his head had been ordered to be forcibly cut off by Feng Qingyang, and when he hit it successfully, the two of them were suddenly overjoyed in their hearts.

also knew that at this moment, the Tianji Zhencai on the side was really relieved, his eyes widened, and he ingested the battle circle with a sigh, and went to fight in front of a golden statue.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the other party deeply, and did not speak, but in the next attack, it was even sharper, like a storm-like attack.

He has never used supernatural powers, and he can fight them with only the power of his body, which is fortunately that the other party is also physically strong, and when he finds the trick, then the next battle will have an overwhelming advantage.

The rest of the golden statues all burst open under the pressure of the wind and terror, and the battle came and went quickly, like a movie, so that the surrounding audience had not had time to indulge, and it had reached the end of the end.

When the last golden statue stopped moving, Feng Qingyang and the Holy Emperor had already stopped, and the two of them looked at each other, with a smile in their eyes, it seemed that this so-called golden statue was nothing more than that.

However, this Tianji Ancient Emperor's actions are a bit intriguing, and he also showed his murderous intentions in the incident of the Flower Immortal at the beginning, and even fell into madness.

But now, it is rare that he did not run away, but entered the battle circle, although he can only deal with a golden statue, but retreating and moving are fundamentally two natures.

"That ......" Tianji Ancient Emperor rubbed his hands, his old face was embarrassed, looking at Feng Qingyang's sharp gaze, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't talk about it.

"Why does the big husband have to twist and pinch?" Feng Qingyang sneered, he naturally knew the thoughts of the Ancient Emperor of Tianji, the so-called people die for money, birds die for food, isn't that the case now?