"Peerless Sword Saint, that's the Peerless Sword Saint!" The monks who knelt on the ground were all handsome men who watched the dragon go away dumbfounded.

This person is from ancient times, and like the Fire Spirit King, he woke up from the seven forbidden places of the spirit world, and then pushed the three thousand stars of the spirit world horizontally, and the body was the same, and he was invincible all over the sky.

Feng Qingyang's whole person is not good, although he is mentally prepared to lead the snake out of the hole, but who knows that this is not a snake, but a dragon with a bloody mouth?

One by one, they are extremely powerful, and they are so angry that the fireball sent down by the Fire Spirit King caused the entire Northern Region to shake, and the Emperor Heaven drove thousands of troops straight to this place, and its arrogance was almost unprecedented.

Followed by the peerless Sword Saint, this person knows that he has heard of it as early as when he was in the cultivation realm, and this person is also a famous sword genius in ancient times, but in the end he died young and disappeared without a trace, and he originally thought that he would fall, but he didn't know that the other party was watching the heavens, and he came over in a state of suspended animation, and was reborn in the apocalypse.

Feng Qingyang smacked his lips, and secretly said that he was really a genius, and the rest of the people may not have a good impression of him, but for this peerless sword saint, he has a trace of strange feelings.

"Old Dead Tree, my senior brothers, Xuan Tianji, Jian Chen, are you okay?" He slid his gaze to the sky, looking at the laws of heaven and earth left behind by the unequaled Sword Saint Imperial Dragon, and his heart gave birth to an infinite sigh, it was really the sunset that was infinitely good, but it was almost dusk, and the scenery was still there, but things were not human.

The two of them walked forward carelessly, but no one recognized that Feng Qingyang was in it, it could not be said to be ridiculous, Feng Qingyang also secretly cleared his heart, at least now after all, it was quiet, the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings, with their speed, they came to the place where the Fire Spirit King landed in half a moment, and the original mountains disappeared, replaced by a huge plain.

The strangeness of this plain, there is not even the slightest trace of burning, the surface is smooth, round like the surface of water, more like a natural cut, the wind is clear and secretly called itself strange, and Gai Jiuyou glanced at each other, and under the roar, he drove the wind and disappeared into the crowd.

"No, the person who was around us before was so familiar. After the two of them left, there were suddenly a few doubts in the dense crowd, and everyone stopped when they heard the words, and they all stopped looking at the person who spoke.

"Oh, how familiar?"

"Don't you think he looks like a man?" This man looks young, but he is slightly old, like an old monster who has become a sperm, and in fact, if you look closely, you will definitely find that he is round and a 10,000-year-old ginseng essence.

"It's a bit ...... No, he seems to be in the wind!"

"What? Wind Qingyang? Is this true?" At this moment, the crowd was completely boiling, as if it had exploded, and there were tens of thousands of monks here, one by one, their hearts were pounding, thinking back to the two people who walked lightly before, they were indeed similar to the legendary Feng Qingyang's face, so if you think about it, it must be the deity.

Wow!

For a while, the crowd was chaotic, and they were all using their magic powers to investigate the Quartet, but the snow was vast, and under the sky, where was there a clear shadow of the wind, like an unreal flash in the pan, no one believed that he had really come, but he had to believe that the person before was indeed the wind clear.

"Oh my God, Feng Qingyang is really in the Northern Regions, it seems that a big war is about to break out here."

"This battle must be the time of the reversal of the ancient monks, if Feng Qingyang can defeat the Fire Spirit King, or the Emperor Heaven and the Peerless Sword Saint among them, then my ancient monk can raise his eyebrows in front of the old monsters who died but did not stiffen in the Middle Ages and the Ancient Ages. ”

"Yes, although Feng Qingyang used to be the great enemy of the Heavenly Dao, but now he is the third will of the spirit world, not to mention the catty in it, just relying on the third will, it can be shown that he is powerful, but I am afraid that he is about to approach the position of the Holy Venerable infinitely. ”

The crowd surged, most of the people here were ancient monks, and for a while, the voices of the people were boiling, all of them secretly prayed, hoping that Feng Qingyang could successfully defeat these old monsters in the spirit world.

"The wind is clear, if you win, I will voluntarily fall into the devil's path and enter your city of sin!"

The crowd spontaneously shouted, and the voices of the people were boiling, and it actually set off a wave, covering the sky and the sun, and the surging prestige condensed in the sky above the northern region, almost overwhelming.

So much so that the ancient monks who were originally mixed in the crowd all kept their mouths shut, and the appeal of one person, maybe they would slaughter everyone for their big fight.

But now that the four directions are gathered, the anger of the people is difficult to offend, and if they are angered by risking the world's inaction at this time, the consequences may be unimaginable.

The scalp was numb, and someone took a deep look at this group of monks who had been stimulated by blood, and secretly sighed that if they are not trapped in any era, there will always be such indispensable hot-blooded people.

They are not for money, nor for the sake of the exercises, but just for one breath, and on this basis alone, even if they risk their lives, they will die without regrets.

"That's right, if I can earn face for my ancient monk this time, I will definitely abandon all prejudices and become his absolute supporter. ”

United, human nature at a certain moment will stimulate blood and appear crazy, maybe it was once a sinister villain, but in the face of righteousness, all this seems irrelevant.

Although Feng Qingyang's figure is no longer visible here, it cannot be said that he has disappeared here, but he and Gai Jiuyou have restrained his breath, and with a huge ink-colored hat, he gradually disappeared with the crowd.

He listened to their discussions without dropping a word, looking at such enthusiastic people, he instantly felt that they were so cute, and it was rare to see them so pleasing to the eye for the first time.

"Qingyang, yes, this time I joined the WTO, I didn't expect that the prestige of the ancient monks was earned by you. Gai Jiuyou on the side quipped.

In fact, the cheers of the crowd, he was almost affected, there was no jealousy in his heart, there was only admiration, for Feng Qingyang, this former opponent, is now about to become the person he looks up to.

I have to say that the years have created countless heroes, and those sleeping heavenly powers, which one is not the one who almost attained the position of saint in their era?

"The times make heroes, but I just want to create the times!" Feng Qingyang raised his head, took off the hat on his head, and looked at the sky and said calmly.

Immediately, it turned into a whirlwind and became a white light and shadow between the howls, and it sank into the wind and snow.

"Yes, the times create heroes, and the winner is king, and he can change everything and control everything. Gai Jiuyou's heart was shocked, this ordinary sentence, how much blood was filled in it, and how much domineering it covered.

The times create heroes, who can really become the heroes of the times?