"According to my speculation, this place is a little strange, but it is not absolute, and tonight's sub-hour is the time when this place is opened. Tianji Zhenren's gaze stayed on the small bridge in front of him and said softly.

Silently glanced at Feng Qingyang, and then stopped making a sound, in his opinion, with the strong strength of the other party, he had already guessed one or two of them, and the reason why he was silent until now is probably what he has planned.

"In just a few decades of cultivation career, he has stood at the top of the spiritual world, not to mention that there is no one before, it is also unprecedented, it may be incredible for ordinary people, but for me, this is inevitable, however, I want to see how he broke the ban here, whether he forced it through, or walked on the small bridge himself to try the law. Tianji Zhenren sighed in his heart, he knew that the prohibition here was not very strong, but it was extremely strange, otherwise, he would have been unable to resist the turmoil in his heart and forcibly deduced.

The feeling of not being able to successfully control it was more or less powerless for him, maybe the wind was clear, and there was really some great way to crack it, he thought so.

Feng Qingyang's eyes remained unchanged, as if he had a thorn, looking straight at the small bridge in front of him, and the originally soothing brows were also deeply wrinkled unconsciously, and the obvious Chuanzi was showing his inner entanglement at this time.

"It is estimated that here, it can be regarded as officially entering the Immortal Palace, everything in the periphery is just a screening after all, erasing all irrelevant people, and now the remaining ......" Thinking of this, he glanced around without leaving a trace, exactly forty-nine people!

The small bridge three hundred zhang away seems to be bland, and even has a sense of beauty, in the eyes of others, there is nothing at all, but in his opinion, everything here is lurking with a killing machine, this killing machine is not performed by the master of Taihao Immortal Palace, but the intervention of the will of the Heavenly Dao.

"Whether it is as I guess in my heart can only be known by trial. Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, and a fine light burst out, and at the moment he spoke, his hands were superimposed, and he pressed lightly against the void.

The void, which was originally empty, trembled suddenly, and then condensed a clone that was not much different from Feng Qingyang, and he stripped off a trace of soul devouring and entered it, controlling the incarnation of this game and slowly walking forward.

"First cross three hundred zhang and stand on the edge of the small bridge. Feng Qingyang's eyes never looked at the incarnation he had transformed, and he looked directly at the small bridge in front of him from beginning to end.

With Feng Qingyang's move, the crowd automatically separated into a passage, in their opinion, this was Feng Qingyang's move not knowing whether to live or die, but in the eyes of Tianji Zhenren, he was secretly amazed.

He believes that the wind is clear, with the talent and intelligence of the other party, he will definitely not know that if it is a blind collision, it will trigger an interlocking reaction, but now that he has made a move, it must have a perfect strategy, thinking of this, I can't help but look forward to it in my heart, this is almost a mysterious zombie that rises like a comet, what kind of behavior will it be.

"Qingyang, have you thought about it?" the Holy Emperor asked suspiciously, not because he didn't believe in Feng Qingyang, but because he wanted to remind the other party, don't cause unnecessary trouble because of impulsiveness.

"It's okay......" Feng Qingyang waved his hand, interrupting the Holy Prince's next words, his consciousness always surrounded his avatar, and his gaze did not change at all.

The avatar crossed the crowd, the speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the distance was closer, and the range of three hundred zhang was just a flick of his fingers for him, and without any hesitation, he came to the edge of the small bridge.

At the moment when his avatar was about to touch the edge of the bridge, Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and the essence light hidden in it burst out, staring almost intently, and his mind moved, and the avatar finally took the first step, one step down, and three steps in succession before he could stop.

Three steps later, when he was about to take the fourth step, a trace of white mist appeared in the originally clear void in an instant, like a white jade ribbon wrapped around, and after appearing, he went straight to the incarnation.

The hidden killing machine was also suddenly erupting, and the terrifying momentum was like a monstrous wave, which actually locked through the incarnation and the wind was clear, and he was overwhelmed.

In addition, as the other monks watched, the white jade ribbons flowing on the bridge began to distort, as if someone was secretly manipulating them.

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed rapidly, as if he had received some confirmation in his heart, he stubbornly resisted the coercion generated, and his expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

But in his heart, he is manipulating the incarnation: "Three steps to stop, four steps to change the sky!"

Sure enough, he suddenly made a decision in his heart, and stayed at the place of the third step, he controlled the avatar to cast the seal, and stayed for about a stick of incense.

The avatar calmly pressed on the void, only to hear a bang, and the original silence here shook under this roar.

Immediately afterwards, the killing intent that was originally locked on his incarnation trembled slightly, and the white jade belt that surrounded it suddenly dissipated.

"Sure enough, the change of this small bridge lies in time, its prohibition lies in randomness, and it is really chaotic and regular.

It's like, the moment you step on the bridge, the ban will be activated, locked within three steps, exploded in four steps, and paused a stick of incense to turn back into a killing machine, but this killing machine needs to be artificially urged. ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, looking at the place where the avatar stayed, he took three steps forward again, and was strangled by the killing machine and turned into ashes at the seventh step.

The formation of the wind is clear and comes from the inheritance of the formation path, but it is terrifying to connect the previous and the next, coupled with his own sharpness of feng shui changes and the eye of the sky, there has already been a new change.

His prohibition does not say that there is no one to come, but at least it is unprecedented, and with the breakthrough of cultivation, it is even more natural.

"The prohibition in the ban, like the butterfly effect of the earth, affects the whole body, once the killing machine is triggered, it will be interlocked, but all the monks who enter will be killed by the terrifying killing machine, known as the place of the immortals, the horror of this prohibition, I am afraid that it is ......"

Feng Qingyang squinted silently, his slightly messy long hair just covering his dazzling eyes.

"Have you seen anything?" The Tianji real person next to him has been watching the wind Qingyang deeply, and all his subtle changes have been watched by him.

As he spoke, the Holy Emperor also turned his head to look at him instantly, but ...... He looked at the real person of the heavenly machine, and his eyes were even more unkind.