"It's good to be alive." Feng Qingyang stood up from the dirt, shook his body, stretched his muscles, and suddenly heard the sound of crackling explosions.

The battered bones are basically healed, the mana is not exhausted, on the contrary, it is also extraordinarily full, the effect of the heart of the tree can be called against the sky, it was originally intended to be used in the emperor's calamity, but I didn't expect it to be used in advance.

But before life, it was obvious who was more important, his eyes were cold, with a touch of anger, and his heart was calm, but he was stirring in the undercurrent.

"Quasi-Saint...... Mixed Yuanzi!" Feng Qingyang muttered in a low voice, casually tearing away the enchantment that shrouded the Quartet, and when the aura of the battlefield of the two realms was frantically instilled, he suddenly found it.

Half a moon is gone, like every three autumns, the battlefield of the two realms at this time is filled with a strong bloody power, open the eye of the sky, and you can see the red silk threads rising everywhere.

The full moon of the sky dome has also turned into blood red in this half month, but the strange thing is that there is still a blank in the center of this blood red, and the existence of this blank, the original terrifying blood moon on it, suddenly looks a little evil.

"Could it be him......" Feng Qingyang was suspicious in his heart, remembering that he was defeated and fled that day, and the other party's violent situation, maybe it was this that would lead to the advancement of the battlefield of the two realms.

"Boy, what other skills do you have besides offending the enemy for a day?"

"And one is more powerful than the other, this time you actually provoked the quasi-saint, quasi-saint, if I was at the peak, this was just the existence of ants, but now, even if I deal with such an ant, I almost exhausted all my strength. ”

"You can't blame me for this, okay......" Feng Qingyang sneered, his face was a little embarrassed, and the original anger disappeared instead, except for a pair of eyes, flashing with a vast essence, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"The existence of a quasi-saint is much stronger than a half-saint, in fact, after the transformation realm you are talking about, there are two realms, in order, the half-saint, the quasi-saint, and finally the saint!

Back then, the monk you turned into a monk of Do's misfortune, in fact, he was the pinnacle of the quasi-saint, and he was only one foot away from achieving the position of the saint, whether you can enlighten it or not, he can achieve the saint, it's just a matter of time.

And the quasi-saint who fought with you before, it looks like he has just broken through, and the instability of his breath makes him unable to control his own strength, otherwise, with your little shrimp body, he would have died a long time ago. Seeing that the wind was clear, the miscellaneous bird didn't care, and said a little unpleasantly.

"However, if I am not mistaken, from his tone, he should be a disciple of a certain Holy Venerable today, otherwise he would never know you and Qianyi, didn't he kick the city lord of Sin City in the first place? ”

Feng Qingyang silently listened to the muttering of the miscellaneous bird, although he didn't care about it on the surface, but in his heart, countless thoughts flashed through him, after the half-saint, is there still a quasi-saint?

Now he is only in the middle stage of the zombie king, he can be called a half-saint, but in front of the quasi-saint, he has no power to fight back, I'm afraid, if he wants to really fight against him, he has to break through to the peak of the zombie king.

After making up his mind, Feng Qingyang dispelled the idea of going to the Holy Prince, he went over now, it was nothing more than to bring trouble to the other party, why not find a place to retreat and improve his cultivation.

He has been in an endless battle all this time, and it may not be a bad thing to calm down and feel it, but to realize it, there is only one place to go.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly released a shocking gaze, and after reining his breath, he quickly galloped in the direction of the palm realm...... Three days later, he finally came to the side of the vortex that was heading to the palm realm.

Compared with the strictness of the sealing realm, this place is much looser, after all, the overall strength of the palm realm is much stronger than the strong sealing realm, and here, there is a ghostly light flashing all the time.

It was a venerable power that quickly teleported out, and then it was integrated into the war, and the arrival of Feng Qingyang did not attract everyone's attention, after all, he has now restrained his breath, and his cultivation is neither high nor low, and he is just in the stage of being ignored.

He crossed the whirlpool, and after a long period of teleportation, he finally returned to the palm realm.

Almost immediately after he appeared in the palm realm, there was a sudden shock all over his body, and the palm realm sky, which was originally full of aura, was actually full of dead air at this time.

Although it was not too rich, it had already darkened the originally clear sky, and he couldn't understand the whiteness, but he suddenly noticed the change in the sky.

The full moon, which was originally located in the battlefield of the two realms, actually appeared in the palm realm, and a halo of light spread around it, and after this halo appeared, it instantly filled the entire palm realm.

"Even if the battlefield of the two realms is inconclusive, do you want to destroy these?" Feng Qingyang lowered his head, his messy hair blocking his shining eyes.

All this is already clear, after the fall of the tree god, the sealing realm slowly began to collapse, and the palm realm is also gradually swallowed by the dead qi, isn't this a pre-set situation?

If it is true, there are ants under the way of heaven, and they have no right to control their own lives.

"Rebellion...... Maybe this catastrophe was instigated by you. The wind whispered to himself, and just as he said this, a violent wind suddenly blew in the void, blowing away what he had said.

Feng Qingyang sneered disdainfully, and his body that was fixed in place turned into a ray of great light, flying towards the City of Sin, and half a day later, he reappeared in the Nine Heavenly Palace.

This was the first time he had returned here since he had left last time, and instead of going to look for a few of his senior brothers, he went straight to the Demon Cliff and sat cross-legged on the ground.

His eyes were closed, but after a while, he fell into deep meditation, and if he really had to choose one of the top 10 retreat places for him, it would be this place.

Whether it was safety or stability, or the scratched cliff of the demon, his belt was like a pebble falling into the sea, and it was soon swallowed up by the boundless water.

But what he didn't know was that after he came here, the several hurricanes standing in the Nine Heavenly Palaces all began to change their aura suddenly, and even more, on the sky of this place, the wind and clouds converged, and soon intertwined into a face that looked exceptionally kind.

This face is a little blurry, but it only takes one glance to engrave it deeply in the deepest part of the heart, and after ten thousand years, even after ten thousand years, you can't forget this wrinkled face, because he is the lord of Sin City!