Feng Qingyang also has ambitions, he not only saw the conspiracy of Xuanluo himself, but also faced it directly, and used his conspiracy to smash the layers of fog in front of him.

He can not reveal this secret, but he can't, he wants to go out, he wants to become the top guest of the Zhan Tai family, only in this way, as long as he succeeds, he can shine with the sun and the moon, and he can get the full help of the Zhan Tai family, and then it is extremely easy to find the flames.

Thousands of lights, the sun and the moon shine together, almost as soon as his thoughts arise, drastic changes occurred around him, and the people of the Zhan Tai family who surrounded him disappeared in all directions.

Instead, there was a Gundam masked man, he was slender and couldn't see his face, but the ethereal aura on his body was extraordinarily strong, and even if it was a clear wind, he couldn't help but take a second look.

He stepped down from the altar, one world at a time, and when the wind cleared and felt a flower in front of him, he had already come to him, without strong coercion, and without imaginary terror.

As it approached, Feng Qingyang felt a super oppressive feeling, which arose spontaneously from the heart, and there was hardly any sign of accidents.

This power and the oppressive feeling it brings are so powerful that Feng Qingyang has never felt before, as if it is not from this world, but it is the truth.

But there is no absolute, just like the power of the spell on Feng Qingyang's body, this kind of supernatural power and power can only be absorbed from the sealing realm, but he is in the palm realm, and he can still use this kind of supernatural power.

Therefore, countless possibilities turned into reality, and subconsciously, Feng Qingyang also believed in the man in front of him, maybe his formation technique was from another world.

This is an illusion, but it is not an illusion, although Feng Qingyang can see the strangeness and trajectory of this array at a glance, but he really can't control it in his own hands.

He wanted to deprive him of it, if he could comprehend the essence of this phantom array, he would be able to protect some people who should have disappeared in the future, such as miscellaneous birds.

This guy has no body, although he seems a little excited after being washed by the blood of the ancient dragon, but in fact he is still weak all the time, although it is very rare and almost imperceptible, but Feng Qingyang has been with him for so long, how can he not know?

If there is a little accident in the future, he can also guard the last spirit of the miscellaneous bird in the phantom array, even if he can't really shape his body, but at least he can ensure that he is immortal, and if the phantom array exists, he exists.

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he raised his head in an instant, staring at the masked man who was less than a zhang away from him, although he was in the phantom array at this time, he knew in his heart that the masked man in front of him would definitely not be a writer, and he must be the most real existence of his deity.

"You're the first to discover the mysteries of this place for countless years, of course...... Excluding those high-flying beings, do you say it was your luck or misfortune?" the masked man said softly.

"There is no luck and no luck, when I believe it, I find it, and since I find it, it is natural to face it, no matter who the other party is, it should be so, you say...... Isn't it?" Feng Qingyang smiled, not showing any mood swings.

"I can assure you, as long as my mind is together, you will be permanently suppressed here, and you will never be able to get out again, even if it is extremely existent. ”

Feng Qingyang was silent and did not answer the masked man's words, but the smile on his face did not decrease by the slightest, on the contrary, it was a little more intense.

Time passed gradually, and after about a quarter of an hour, Feng Qingyang finally came back to his senses, his silence was not interrupted by the masked man, and it seemed that the other party didn't want to do it either.

"I can guarantee that the moment I die, you'll be truly gone, and you'll lose the chance to be reborn forever, I swear!" his tone was very light and weak, but in a simple sentence, there was a super will that could not be matched and indelible.

The existence of this will directly caused the momentum on Feng Qingyang's body to change dramatically, although his cultivation was almost negligible to the masked man in front of him.

The bright eyes, like a pair of burning scorching suns, raging flames, seemed to be able to burn the existence of the masked man, that kind of aggressive, and unyielding eyes, made the masked man gasp.

The world swirled, the world changed, and the masked man fell silent, but his silence made the large array that had been running regularly spasm.

The storm swept in all directions, rhythmically spreading all over the four directions, constantly slapping his snowy clothes, and the faint strong meaning spread out, slowly immersing into the void of heaven and earth.

At this time, the wind is clear, and if you look around, you will be horrified to find that the position you occupy is actually on the edge of a cliff.

What's even more frightening is that there is only a thin single tree under his feet, and under the single tree, there is an abyss, and there is no bottom in sight, only bursts of terror gradually come.

Maybe that's what happened to him. Feng Qingyang said secretly in his heart, in fact, all this is what he wants to see, the other party turns into a phantom array with a divine soul.

Every change in the phantom array was intertwined with his will, and although both of them fell into silence, looking at the surrounding scenery, he could find that the other party's heart was not at peace.

Perhaps it was the clear gaze of the wind that made the masked man think of something, and he sighed softly, and the wind that had swept in all directions suddenly stopped, and then dissipated.

The disappearance of the wind does not mean the end of the event, but the beginning of another change, this time, the endless sea that spreads in all directions.

He was still standing on the single tree, but he had turned into the sea under the single tree, half of his body was soaked in seawater, and the sponge seemed to be calm, but the will and killing intent contained in it were captured by Feng Qingyang's keen heart.

"You say, what are you going to do?" A sound of vicissitudes of life directly crossed the void and fell into Feng Qingyang's ears, plain as thunder rolling, two extreme breaths appeared, but they flawlessly fused together.

Feng Qingyang knew that the plainness was only the surface of the masked man, after all, the other party was a medieval power, and his mood was not so easy to shake, but the bursts of thunder were rolling down, but he was subconsciously telling him that in fact, he was still in a special mood at this time.

"Give me the method of this formation, and help me become the top guest secretary of the Zhan Tai clan. The wind was blowing and pausing for a moment, almost every word.

"As long as you can do it, I can guarantee that your great array will work again, and I will not interfere in other things, if you don't want to ......" Speaking of this, Feng Qingyang smiled sinisterly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.