Thundered!

The incessant roar, as the misty mist slowly advanced, the cold aura pressed the void, almost crushing the heavenly dome as if it was about to collapse.

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and twisted a pimple, although he could see their team clearly, but to his surprise, no matter what, he couldn't see the other party's face.

It seemed that his identity was not qualified to touch that level, and he turned to look at the Holy Prince, and a look of horror flashed in the eyes of his colleagues, and it was obvious that the situation he knew was the same as Feng Qingyang.

For a while, the scene became chaotic, and countless monks rose into the sky like headless flies, but the terrifying thing was that they couldn't retreat at all now, and that invisible rule restrained them, clearly wanting them to be wiped out here.

Feng Qingyang hid at the back of the crowd, looking at the Yin soldiers who were gradually approaching, a crazy thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and it was the moment this thought appeared.

Heaven and earth ushered in drastic changes here, the endless void opened out of thin air, and a flash of ancient bronze gates suddenly appeared, the ancient atmosphere, the vicissitudes of life that no one could understand.

It seems to span 10,000 years, 100,000 years, millions of years, and even beyond the existence of ancient times, Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and instantly stretched out, if he guessed correctly, maybe their origin ......

While thinking about it, the Yin soldiers roared in, and the neat steps shook the sky, and every time he was not enough to make everyone's hearts thump, but all the monks who could not dodge being collided or swept by the Yin soldiers lost their souls in an instant, and turned into walking corpses to follow behind them.

Such a terrifying scene appeared, everyone finally roared loudly, and countless supernatural powers unfolded, and under the boom, the strange thing was that the powerful supernatural power seemed to hit the void.

In a panic, countless monks were once again involved, turning into one of their trailing members, and drove towards the bronze gate in front of them with stiff steps.

Feng Qingyang clearly saw that those monks who touched the Yin Soldier did not mean that their souls were completely lost, but that their bodies were not controlled by the Divine Souls, otherwise, after they followed the Yin Soldiers, why would there be a light in their eyes that was terrified to the extreme?

And this Yin soldier is not endless, there are probably only a few hundred people, in groups of two, and the long line shuttles from the mist, as if crossing time and space.

Just as the last Yin soldier was about to enter the bronze gate, Feng Qingyang's face was hideous, and he could no longer suppress the madness in his heart, he ran the blood of the corpse king, his body was covered with a cold breath, he jumped up, opened his big hand, and instantly hugged the last one.

At that moment, everyone was shocked, and countless eyes converged on him, even the Holy Emperor was shocked, not knowing what Feng Qingyang was thinking, why he rushed out.

......

Everyone had different thoughts, but they didn't know that the wind was clear at this time, and they were shocked to the extreme, and under his tentacles was not the kind of emptiness and emptiness, but the feeling of a genuine entity.

Cold, cold, cold, that kind of breath surpassed everything he knew, as if it wasn't this world at all, but if it wasn't this world, then ...... What kind of existence are they?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Feng Qingyang's mind that he couldn't even believe, could it be that they were another era before the spirit world?

Although it is the world of Dongfu, there should be a starting point from beginning to end, and the rumored Pangu opened the world and the four ancient gods suppressed the ancients.

Where did that Pangu come from, and what else was there before him? Just as these thoughts flashed through his mind, the Yin soldier who was being held by him suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a pale face.

The empty eyes should have no look, but the wind is clear, but the hair is rising, the back is cold, and I dare not look at it.

On his pale face, there were two traces of bewitching redness, and suddenly, he seemed to find that the Yin soldier was smiling at him, and just as he was about to shout loudly, the Yin soldier's body shook, turned into a white smoke, and completely dissipated in the bronze gate, and with the passing of the Yin soldier, the fog that filled the world also dissipated.

The wind cleared and stood in place, and a new fog reappeared, and the Yin soldiers ...... Yin Soldier ......

The Yin soldiers he encountered in the ruins of the Great Shang back then obviously can't be compared with the current one, especially the last one he held, that kind of gaze almost made him never forget.

Could it be that in the last era of the spirit world, there was also a world that had been buried in the hands of the master of the cave world? The so-called Pangu was just a new spiritual world opened up from the ruins?

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the bronze gate behind him that had not yet had time to completely disappear in the void, his hands pinched, the void cracked, and the quaint aura suddenly appeared.

Subsequently, a huge Zhenshi bronze coffin evolved out, and the coffin lid was together, and the misty breath turned into a palm and finally entered with the closing of the bronze door.

"Qingyang ......" The Holy Emperor was shocked, and just as he was holding a stick and wanted to bombard the bronze gate, Feng Qingyang, who was in a sluggish state, suddenly raised his hand to block it.

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and his spirit entered the world he couldn't believe with the aura of the ancient coffin he entered...... The Yin Soldiers are vertical, and it is the other world entirely.

But that world was exactly the same as the spiritual realm he was in now, and even the starry sky, or the three thousand cultivation stars, even the palm realm and the sealed realm seemed to exist.

His entry immediately attracted the attention of the Yin soldiers inside, but it was strange that they were just smiling at Feng Qingyang.

"Puff ......" Feng Qingyang's face turned pale, spurted out a mouthful of blood, took two steps back, fell from the void to the ground, and looked back, this time the Yin soldiers borrowed and directly took away more than 20 powerful ancient emperors.

He saw them clearly in that world, but unlike the original, he entered with fear at first, but after entering, he turned into understanding.

"It's not...... This is not another world above the spiritual realm, this is a person's supernatural powers...... In other words, the world where the Yin Soldier is located is an indescribable world of powerful consciousness!

What is hidden in the spirit world? Why can I enter with my zombie body, and those monks will be locked off if they touch it?"

At this moment, he suddenly understood that this small cave world was not what he imagined at all, and there may be countless ancient existences, who were quietly waiting for the game of the Heavenly Dao, and would definitely not make an unauthorized move until the last moment.

With their strength, how can they not know that this is the world of Dongfu? Who doesn't want to break out of the void from this place and achieve true self-freedom?