The big hand covered the sky, and suddenly roared out, slapping the clouds of the sky into ashes.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang smiled proudly, turned around and returned to Kunpeng, and a man and a beast roared at the same time, and immediately swayed away, disappearing into heaven and earth in an instant.

As everyone knows, just after they left, the void trembled, and out of it came an old man, he was ragged, like a beggar, but his plain clothes could not hinder the essence that emanated from his body.

"Very good, the Black Zombie Realm can have such a powerful destructive power, it is worthy of being a child of fate, and it is also worthy of the Heavenly Prayer Divine Technique of the King of Zombies. After speaking, the old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, but it was not a sneer, but full of expectation.

Heaven and earth are long, Dapeng spreads its wings, swaying 90,000 miles, roaring in the heaven and earth, the speed is extremely fast, like a lightning, even beyond the light, a wings are tens of thousands of miles.

The original half-year journey was completed by him in a week, and when he was about to approach the dark night ghost market, Feng Qingyang flipped his wrist, and the beast circle flashed, and Kunpeng was immediately included.

"It's still asleep, but it must be boring in the beast circle, so you just happened to go in and accompany it. ”

After speaking, he hurriedly entered the Dark Night Ghost Market, and after swishing in, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he originally wanted to go to the Ice Palace Alliance, but he denied the idea in an instant.

Here, he has an acquaintance, or an old acquaintance, who happens to have your doubts in his heart, and he will go and solve them today.

The divine consciousness unfolded, overwhelming the sky, and suddenly enveloped the entire dark night ghost market, subtle, and every trace of wind and grass was clearly transmitted into his brain.

Suddenly, a powerful divine consciousness swept in, coming out of the ground, Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and smiled, and his divine consciousness was suddenly full of fierce aggression, and slammed into it.

"Hum ......" A muffled snort came, and the wind Qingyang suddenly moved, he was as fast as lightning, and he roared along the retreating divine consciousness like a tide.

Passing through the dark night ghost market, entering a cave entrance, this cave and its secrets, even if you stand in front of it, you can't find it lightly, seeing this, Feng Qingyang sneered, why did the dark road always find this legendary dark night ancestor that day, it turned out to be hiding underground.

He stopped at the entrance of the cave, pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he stepped in.

After entering, Feng Qingyang suddenly smiled again, looked at the dark environment around him, and secretly said that the old fox actually made an axe in front of him, and made some kind of psychedelic array.

His eyes glared forward, his essence flashed, he didn't need to break the formation, he saw through it directly, his eyes shot countless miles, shuttling through the winding and undulating caves, and finally froze at the end of the flash, an old man.

At the moment when his eyes converged, the eyes of the old man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened, and the cloudy old eyes did not have the majesty they imagined, but they revealed a trace of shrewdness.

The wind came forward with a clear brush, like a ghost, shuttling through the cave, and came in an instant, almost the moment the old man opened his eyes, he came to his side.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed. Feng Qingyang put his hands behind his back, looked at the old man sitting in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Are you?" the old man looked puzzled, pretending not to know, but if you looked closely, you would surely notice a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He thought he was dodging, but how could he hide the wind and the wind was clear.

"Pretend to be garlic, don't you, you really don't remember me?" Feng Qingyang pretended to be surprised, but his body shook, and his originally black hair instantly turned into a dark red, better than blood, which made him with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes in an instant.

"By now, I should have remembered. ”

"You...... You...... You're a Red Devil. At this moment, he finally stopped quibbling, but spoke bluntly, pretending to be surprised, this qiē, and Feng Qingyang saw it in his eyes, and secretly scolded this old fox in his heart, pretending to be ...... Continue to pretend, but he wants to pretend, how can he let him be so light?

"The previous divine consciousness is yours, right?" Feng Qingyang waved his hand, turning his red hair back into a dark one, and somehow, he always felt that black hair would be more intimate.

"It's my ......," the old man said, but his face was already a little unnatural.

When he was meditating before, he felt a powerful aura sweeping the entire dark night ghost market, and he was angry in his heart, and secretly said that he actually rushed to his own place to spread wild, didn't he eat the bear's heart and leopard gall?

So the strong divine sense came out, and swept away at him in an instant, who knew that at the moment when the breath wanted to collide, the face that swept the dark night ghost market instantly appeared in his mind, and when he saw it clearly, he was so frightened that the three souls did not possess his body.

The wind is clear, the Red Devil is clear, if you say that three years ago, he did only have a little image of the wind Qingyang, but three years later, that is, some time ago.

The moment Feng Qingyang walked out of the secret realm, it was like the sun, and it swept the entire cultivation realm in an instant, there is a way that no one in the world knows you, and that blood-like red hair has already become a typical symbol of him.

One person swept the seven golden pills, one stroke broke the world, the golden pill destroyed miè, although the rest did not know whether to live or die, but the discerning people could see at a glance that they were definitely in a different place.

This is also the reason why he quickly retracted his divine consciousness after he found out that it was Feng Qingyang, he could provoke anyone, but he must not offend Feng Qingyang, this is the law of the cultivation realm today.

Thinking of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, trembled, and even a little scared, although he was a Jindan powerhouse, his strength was completely insufficient in front of Feng Qingyang.

It's like a child getting an axe in front of an adult.

"Well, it's just you, I came to you today to discuss something with you......" Speaking of this, Feng Qingyang's tone was deliberately paused, he had the intention to tease this shrewd old man to see what he had to say.

"What's the matter?" the old man shuddered, looking at the wind and a meaningful smile, and secretly complained in his heart. But then he calmed down.

"Anyway, I've been gone for three years, how is my Ice Palace Alliance now?" Feng Qingyang asked calmly, seemingly full of smiles, but in fact, he had regained his calm, and even had a faint hint of anger.

Originally, he planned to go directly to the alliance to see, but when he arrived, he understood that some things could not be seen by looking at the alliance, but by looking at the master here, and this master was the Dark Night Ancestor, the only Jindan power in the Dark Night Ghost Market.

"Alliance ......" The Dark Night Ancestor was about to speak, and suddenly thought of something, his face was instantly difficult to see, it seemed that recently, they were not doing very well, if Feng Qingyang was angry because of this, wouldn't he want to kill himself?

His face was ugly, looking at Feng Qingyang's increasingly gloomy face, and finally sighed and said honestly: "It was originally good, but recently it has been bad." ”