He let out a low shout, and the moon spirit wheel suddenly flew out.

In the air, it suddenly turned into two waning moons, and the waning moon spread all over the sky, spreading in all directions, and suddenly shrouded the floating dust statue, and for a while, a cold breath came out of the sky.

And the wind is clear, and the body is still surrounded by the moon spirit wheel, and the two wheels that flew out before are just its phantoms, but if it is said to be a phantom, it contains its own spiritual power.

He was like a moon, suspended high in the hall, a cold light emanating from him, his sharp fangs sticking out, and his blood-like red hair moving with the wind.

"I didn't expect that the Moon Spirit Wheel actually has a blessing effect on me......" Feng Qingyang said secretly in his heart, at this moment, he seemed to have climbed to the peak again, looking at the floating dust statue below, Feng Qingyang couldn't stop laughing.

"Double kill!"

He scolded sharply, and the two moon essence wheels turned into two dragons, like a pair of scissors staggered towards him, and the huge sharp qi was like a meat grinder.

I only heard a gurgling sound in the hall, which was the sound of friction caused by the moon spirit wheel cutting the air, and the dragon flew and danced, with a buzz, and suddenly there was a storm in the calm hall, and it was overwhelming to the floating dust statue.

"Zhenshi bronze coffin, give me the town!"

The floating dust statue snorted softly, his body seemed to be unable to move, and circles of mana rippled out of his body, surging, and his combat power was even more top-notch.

The lid of the Zhenshi bronze coffin was gently lifted, and a ghost crying wolf howled suddenly appeared in the hall, and countless remnants of unjust souls flew out of it, like greedy demons and monsters, flying towards the wind in layers.

Feng Qingyang did not advance but retreated, he controlled the moon spirit wheel with one hand to strangle those unjust souls, and with the other hand he cast the blood demon mudra, and with both hands, he immediately caught the floating dust statue off guard.

After all, he is just a statue, and it is also a statue with limitations, and Feng Qingyang also understands this, so he did not fight him, but chose a long-range attack tactic that he is not good at.

His red hair is thick, showing arrogance, picking the stars and dark moon with one hand, controlling the universe with the other, and the big red mudra palm after palm, which seems to never stop, more like it does not consume mana.

And the Moon Spirit Wheel also opened its sharp teeth at this moment, turning into a jumping dragon and staggering at him, and suddenly, the entire hall roared.

The howl of the remnants of the soul, the roar of the moon spirit wheel, and the domineering of the blood demon's big handprint, several voices are intertwined, turning into a war song that will never disappear.

"A coffin shook the sky!"

At this time, there was a sudden roar from below, but it was a floating dust statue that had been pressed and beaten, and there was obviously anger on his face engraved by the spirit stone, he was an ancient super powerhouse, but he didn't expect that after waking up, he was actually pressed and beaten by a little zombie who was once regarded as an ant and didn't even look at it, how could this not make him angry?

With his anger, the Zhenshi bronze coffin changed again, and it that originally only appeared in one corner, suddenly half of it was exposed, and the lid of the coffin was also opened a little again.

However, the opening of the bronze coffin, he was not very comfortable, obviously experiencing great exertion.

As the bronze coffin flew out, those suppressed remnants of the souls were like getting a strong pill, more like being beaten with chicken blood, and one by one they howled and tore apart the remnants of the Moon Spirit Wheel Phantom that were wrapped around their bodies.

In just a moment, the entire hall was covered with endless remnants of souls, the number, at least tens of thousands, so many remnants of grievances were squeezed into a hall, densely packed, and kept howling.

Feng Qingyang's scalp was numb, and he secretly said that it was not good, and then waved the moon spirit wheel, killing a pure land in endless resentment, and he stood in it with a solemn expression, like a god of war who would never fall.

Suddenly, an image appeared in his mind, it was the first two dreams he had when he came to this world, he saw a giant in the dark world.

The giant stood tall and infinitely high, and his body was pierced by nine iron chains, but he was holding an axe, and he slashed at the void, instantly splitting the heavens and the earth in two.

And that man is himself!

The situation at this time is somewhat similar to that of him at that time, except that one is facing darkness, and the other is facing endless unjust thoughts.

The wind is clear and the law is surging, enduring the suppression of the bronze coffin of the town, he doesn't know what it is, it seems that the principle of death in peace and heaven, the coffin is much stronger than the meaning of the town he comprehended.

The inscription on the bronze coffin is even more strange, the wind is clear and shouts in his heart, the blood of the corpse king is rolling, that is unwilling, extremely unwilling.

There is a roar in my ears, as if to tell something, why should I be suppressed again? No matter where I go, I will either be suppressed or hunted down!

The wind was speechless, he closed his eyes gently, and the moon spirit wheel rotated silently around him, resisting the boundless remnant resentment, but it could be clearly seen that the brilliance it emitted was weakening little by little, as if it was about to be swallowed by the endless remnant soul resentment at any time.

"Hahaha...... Die, become one of my unjust souls, your body will be used by me, you will let me break out of the cocoon and be reborn, you will make me proud of the others, and I will become the master of this era!"

The face of the floating dust statue was hideous, and it seemed that it had seen the scene of the soul of the wind being torn apart.

However, no!

Feng Qingyang closed his eyes, his consciousness had already sunk into the giant, as if he was feeling something, although he couldn't see it, but it was left in his memory.

"I closed my eyes, there was darkness in front of me, but my heart was back to the original beauty, at that time, zombies were also a member of all races, and they were also a member of the Heavenly Dao, not subject to the suffering of the world, not suppressed by all kinds of races!"

"So, when I open my eyes, I will see that there will be a light in front of me? However, when I open my eyes, I see only endless disdain and disgust, I am outside the ten thousand races, and even the Heavenly Dao has never recognized it!"

Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly rose a thick resentment, and as soon as the resentment came out, it suddenly turned into a skull the size of a few zhang, which instantly filled the entire hall.

The skull roared, opened a big mouth, and sucked hard into the void, and suddenly, the unjust soul that was frantically eating the Moon Spirit Wheel Defense Light Curtain went crazy.

One by one, they struggled to run in all directions, but how could that be?

The skull that came out of the wind and clear resentment contained the devouring power of the corpse king's bloodline, and if it were something else, it might be able to escape, but these resentments were originally evil things.

This, for Feng Qingyang, is completely a great supplement!

"That's ...... Is that...... Corpse King bloodline!"

The Floating Dust Statue was stunned, he obviously recognized the bloodline of the wind and the clear wind, the supreme bloodline of the zombie clan, which had been passed down since ancient times, but it had never appeared.

And now, it has really appeared, how can this not make him frightened!

"When I open my eyes, I will destroy all that I see."