galloping all the way, the wind was clear and did not hide his breath, and then when he was far away in the void, he finally caused a big sensation.

The northern region of the Tianxuan Ancient Star may be the reason for its proximity to the edge of the spirit realm, the cold here is almost indescribable, and the blood flowers that flutter up fall to the ground, if a strong person below the realm of the Dao comes, he will be frozen to death in a moment.

The black hair gradually turned white in the crystal blood flowers, and between the dances, through the crowd of Lang tide, the eyes were embarrassed, like the sun and the beginning of the moon, and there was a scene of mountains and rivers turning upside down and stars shattering.

At this time, the Tianxuan Ancient Star fell into chaos, the birth of the Ancient Fire Spirit King, as well as the Ancient Tianjiao Emperor, and the Peerless Sword Saint, the three terrifying giants gathered in the Northern Regions, just to seek a trace of the wind and the clear figure.

Throughout the ages, I am afraid that there has never been such a terrifying battle, and hundreds of millions of living beings have fixed their eyes on the Northern Regions, so that when the whereabouts of the wind are completely exposed, the crowd suddenly boils.

The uproar in the Northern Regions, as well as his domineering spirit of coming here to kill the younger brother of the Fire Spirit King and tens of thousands of monks one after another, has already spread throughout the entire spirit world, and it was only not long ago that the news of Feng Qingyang in the past was fake, and now it is the real body.

It's just a fake that is so strong, but in his hands, he can't make a move, so how strong is his true body? His majesty has already shocked the entire spiritual firmament.

He is like a huge rising star, after the Dingding Spirit Realm, he will be immortal, the sky will fall, the earth will be barren, even if the universe is broken, it has nothing to do with him.

The third will, the body of the Venerable Spirit, everything is crazy, not to mention that he also controls the spiritual realm array, the general trend of mountains and rivers, and the power of feng shui, all add up, almost making people unable to breathe, this is simply a moving living treasure.

Kill him, you can ascend to heaven and eat his flesh, but if you soar in the daytime and drink his essence and blood, you will be able to live longer and the same as the sky, I don't know when it began, the spiritual world has spread this matter widely.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and smiled, the rumors were not credible, they were always more and more outrageous, he and Gai Jiuyou galloped in the wind and snow, and when they passed by the people around them, these people were all pale, looking at him with fear, and their whole hearts were raised to their throats, for fear that the other party would suddenly find out that they were not ancient people, and then they would kill.

In the depths of the northern region, there is a sea, which was originally a glacier, but after a catastrophe of destruction in the spirit world, it was all melted, and the ice turned into water, surging and boundless.

It is rumored that there is a super giant beast in this glacier, called Kunpeng, and I don't know where it came from, hidden under the water, there have been countless powers to investigate, and even dispatched quasi-saints, but without exception, all the monks who entered the water, even if they were quasi-saints, have never come out.

Over time, it gradually turned into a forbidden place, and the northern region was already sparsely populated, although this place is relatively safe, there is no lively fighting like the market, but the hidden crises in the four directions are everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Their battlefield is here, the Fire Spirit King and others have already arrived, the sea is boundless, there are three huge lights and shadows standing on it, the dragon is in the sky, the fireball is descending, thousands of troops and horses, each of which is extremely domineering.

Feng Qingyang and Gai Jiu came suddenly, and at that moment, the powerful divine consciousness of the three parties locked it down, and among the thousands of monks, they identified Feng Qingyang's identity.

"Is the wind blowing clearly?" The Fire Spirit King was bathed in fireballs, as if he was the master of ten thousand fire sources in the world, his indifferent gaze swept the wind Qingyang's whole body unscrupulously, and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and the monks of the Quartet fell back one after another, looking at the central few people excitedly and nervously, here, a decisive battle is about to break out, the first battle since the wind cleared the world.

The Wushuang Sword Saint's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his hands rubbed the long sword in his hand that was two fingers wide, and there was a cold cold light flashing on it, people were like swords, swords were like people, people and swords were one, and the whole person was an out-of-body sword, with a sharp edge, and the position where he was standing, even if it was a rule, had to retreat to both sides by itself.

And Di Tian, who was on the other side, was even more disdainful after the wind Qingyang appeared, his face was full of pride, he looked back at his thousands of troops and horses, and saw that there was only one person beside the other party, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and said a mountain and wild grass bag.

His contempt for the ancient monks was shown naked at this moment, and he fearlessly looked at the people who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and finally got up proudly, took off a fox fur coat on his body, and walked towards the void.

"This fox fur, once was the fox saint in the Middle Ages, but I personally peeled off her skin to make my shawl, how can she be able to become the king's shirt, today, I heard that you are the body of the king, this king has the intention of making your body bones into weapons, are you willing?"

In a simple sentence, it is full of gunpowder, for the contempt of the wind and the contempt of the wind and the strength of himself, his arrogance, almost completely bursting the wind and the arrogance of the wind and the wind is empty, his position as the king, the son of a certain powerful son of the Medieval Alliance, is naturally not boasting.

The humiliation in these words, even if Feng Qingyang is a 10,000-year-old Lafayette, he will be angry, not to mention, he had no intention of killing him, but when he saw the fox fur coat on the other party's body, the hatred in his heart exploded almost instantly.

Fox...... Xiaozhu is the heirloom of the medieval Bao Xi, Bao Xi used to be a fox saint, but this person's fox fur is actually somewhat similar to Xiao Zhu's, isn't this telling him that this person has killed Bao Xi's relatives?

Feng Qingyang's eyes were like torches, and he looked directly at the fox fur in the other party's hand, although he didn't speak, but the clear-eyed people saw the raging flames burning in his eyes.

The smell of gunpowder was full, there was not too much language, almost the moment a few people met, there was a risk of a big collision, Gai Jiuyou stood aside, feeling the anger and murderous intent contained in Feng Qingyang's body, and his whole body suddenly trembled.

It's not because he's afraid, it's because he's excited, although he wants to have a duel with Feng Qingyang, but now it seems that fighting side by side with him can still get something he wants.

"You're looking for death. ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, and the essence light in his eyes almost melted the void, if an ordinary monk stood in front of him, he was afraid that he would have been killed by his gaze a long time ago.

Di Tian sneered, waved his hand and threw the fox fur to the people behind, "You wait, this time this time the king personally killed this little zombie, so as to promote my ancient prestige." ”

He stepped out, and the sky fell apart.