After a little breathing, after the body recovered, he jumped on the head of the earth demon bear, this demon bear is extraordinarily psychic, and it can be understood very clearly by expressing a little thought in the wind.

"Go to the top of the mountain!"

"Roar~"

The Earth Demon Bear roared and thumped towards the top of the mountain, and with its help, it was able to avoid the attack of other demon beasts.

In just half an hour, he had reached the halfway point of the mountain, but at this moment, the earth demon bear under his feet suddenly stopped. Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, jumped down to take a look, and saw that the eyes of the earth demon bear were full of fear, and his huge body was actually trembling slightly, as if there was something on the top of the mountain that made him extremely jealous.

"No, if you don't go up, you won't be able to find a clue to get out, and besides, if you are rich and dangerous, the light on the top of the mountain may be some kind of treasure,"

Thinking of this, he turned back to the earth demon bear and said, "You sent me so far, my fate is over, don't leave it here!"

The demon bear's huge head shook and roared low as if to be coquettish, but unfortunately its body was too large, and it leaned down like a hill.

"Let's go~" After saying that, he jumped towards the top of the mountain alone.

......

It is said that there are seven layers in the Zombie King Cave Mansion, each layer has a different magic weapon to guard, and the last layer even has a lost - the art of the formation path.

The art of the formation path seizes the heaven and the earth, hides the sky and crosses the sea, and sets up a large killing array to kill the enemy, and once the enemy falls into absolute death.

The Earth Demon Bear sent the wind to the halfway up the mountain, and when he looked up, he could see the top of the mountain, but unfortunately he couldn't climb to the top at a distance of a few feet.

Not long after, a thick fog suddenly rose between the mountainsides, and an icy aura instantly filled the sky and the earth. Feng Qingyang's heart was shocked, this thick fog came suddenly, I am afraid that it contains countless crises.

Under the shroud of fog, his strength was less than five meters, and everywhere he saw was a white expanse, the wind was clear and cautiously jumped towards the mountain, and each jump would pause for a long time, not that his speed slowed down, but that every time he jumped, he would fall into the dense fog above his head.

The thick fog seemed to have a corrosive force, and some holes had already appeared in the cyan robe on his body!

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, and I don't know what is on the top of the mountain, so I can't give up when I get here!"

In fact, this is also a bit unlucky for Feng Qingyang, if he can control the sky, it would be easy to say, this place is not empty, and he can reach the top of the mountain in an instant by directly resisting the sword, and only he, a hard-working little zombie, is still jumping forward in the mountains.

"Woo~"

Suddenly, there was a whining sound in the thick fog, the sound was gloomy and desolate, and it was creepy to listen to, and the wind was clear like a fried cat jumping up on the spot, and the sound sounded very familiar.

"Mom and Dad?"

Feng Qingyang said such a sentence in a daze, he involuntarily jumped in the direction of the sound source, and I don't know when it started, the fog began to surge, rolling and overwhelmingly drowning Feng Qingyang who was in it.

As soon as the flowers in front of him, the wind was clear and he saw that he was in the city of high-rise buildings, and he saw his parents crying sadly, he didn't know why, looked up, and suddenly his pupils dilated and he withdrew from the distance.

I saw a black-and-white photo hanging in his house, and the person in the photo was him-the wind was clear.

His parents cried heartbroken, and there was a young and beautiful woman standing next to her, only to see that her eyes were also red, and her body was slightly entangled, and she was wiping her tears while comforting her parents who were blowing in the wind.

"Little Soft ......"

Feng Qingyang muttered, unconsciously clenched his fists, sharp nails pierced deep into his palms, and his heart was dripping blood!

Xiao Rou is his girlfriend, but he broke up with him when he came to this world, and it was that breakup that made him fall into archaeology like a madman, and it was precisely because of this that he had that bronze eyeball.

This qiē seems to be controlled by an invisible hand, he arbitrarily plays with the chessboard, and when he moves his hand, the chessboard is turned upside down.

"Mom and Dad!"

Feng Qingyang roared and pounced, but saw the picture turn rapidly, and saw that he was in a hospital, and the hospital was full of people.

There was an expression of anxiety and joy on everyone's face.

"Get out of the way...... Get out of the way......"

At this time, a young man with clear eyes suddenly walked out of the crowd, he couldn't hide a spirit between his eyebrows, he squeezed through the crowd and strode into the ward, only to see a pale but extremely happy young woman lying in the ward, and there was a small baby beside the woman, she was teasing, and from time to time let out a coquettish smile like a silver bell.

Seeing this, the wind was clear and his whole body trembled again, the woman was Xiao Rou, and the man was himself.

In the hospital room stood the two of them and their respective parents, and they suddenly raised their heads and opened the sky in unison, but their eyes were straight to the wind.

"It's time for you to go!"

They said this sentence at the same time, and at this moment, Feng Qingyang could be said to be confused.

"Should I go, why should I go?"

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was already deep in the dense fog halfway up the mountainside, and at some point his body was already full of dense small insects, they were like ants, biting his flesh and blood, and at the same time spit a layer of red pink mist between his mouth.

It was this powder mist that paralyzed Feng Qingyang's nerves and plunged him into a deep hallucination.

"Damn, I almost got a bad plot......

The waking Feng Qingyang's body shook, and the corpse king's bloodline and the 'Sun True Scripture' were launched at the same time, only to see that a suction force suddenly came from his body, and the ants covering his body became dry one after another, and a wave of extremely yin and extremely cold qi poured into Feng Qingyang's body and was quickly transformed into mana by the 'Taiyin True Scripture'.

"Hmph! I was cheapened for nothing, and I actually met the ice man-eating ant ......"

These ants are the 'Ice Man-eating Ants' that have been introduced in the 'Taiyin Sutra'. 'Ice man-eating ants are not poisonous in themselves, and can only be found in places where the cold is extremely heavy or where the yin qi is concentrated.

When they eat, they will release a kind of powder mist that fascinates their minds, and they are also a concentrated body of Yin and Cold Qi, don't look at them too small, but the Yin and Cold Qi contained in their bodies is extremely rich, and many alchemists in the cultivation world will catch cold ice man-eating ants and use them for alchemy.

But at this moment, they are all cheap, Feng Qingyang, and fortunately, Feng Qingyang woke up at a critical moment, if it was a little later, I was afraid that I would be gnawed into bones.

"Whew!"

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, the bloodline of the corpse king is really extraordinary, although he still doesn't know its specific role, but the current devouring power is tried and tested again and again, as long as it is the cold qi, it can be absorbed, coupled with the rapid transformation of the 'Taiyin True Scripture', the match between the two is seamless, so that Feng Qingyang is far away from his peers on the road of cultivation, oh no...... It should be a zombie of the same generation!

"Brush, brush!"

When the ice man-eating ants were sucked clean and turned into empty shells and fell to the ground, although this place was cold, but the air was lifeless without a trace of yin, the wind was clear and worried that the mana could not be replenished, who knew that now it was a great creation, which was simply a timely rain for his current state.

The thick fog gradually dispersed, and an incomparably loud voice resounded between heaven and earth.

"Life is like a dream, like a white horse...... That's it......"