At this time, he looked at the dead monarch with a slight distraction, originally, he would not die, but who knew that he was going to provoke Feng Qingyang, and he was a bird, so he had to die.

Originally, at the last moment, that is, when Jun Wei pressed the finger of the shattered sky to the void, Feng Qingyang had indeed lost the heart to resist, and under absolute strength, any mind was in vain.

However, at that most critical moment, that is, the moment the void began to converge and the coercion erupted, his dantian cyclone operated wildly, and the cyan sapling in it shook violently, and a hazy cyan halo swayed from within.

The halo suddenly spread, enveloping the wind clearly, and when the lightning flashed, the power of the king's finger exploded in an instant, although it was powerful, it was removed by the cyan halo.

Only one percent of the power oscillated through the cyan halo into Feng Qingyang's body.

However, how could Yicheng's strength shock him to death? But it still made him dizzy, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.

After thinking about it, he looked back at the black mist that was about to move in all directions, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, stepped forward to take away the storage ring of the king, and then flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a fire dragon roared and burned it.

Then he didn't look at the rolling black mist, and as soon as his consciousness moved, he searched for the breath to find the rest of the people, and just as he turned around, a stream of blood light churned on Jun Wei's body and poured into the evil Jiao Neidan in his hand.

"Sure enough, the monk's essence and blood essence can make the evil Jiao Neidan react. Feng Qing raised his head and didn't look back, the fire on his body flashed, and he suddenly disappeared into the thick black fog, and as soon as the eyes of the sky opened, a hunt began.

The black fog is rolling, the blood moon is still the same, but tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, it will be stained with blood, stained with life, and everywhere the wind blows, there will be screams again and again.

He opened the eye of the sky, and he could see the distance of ten meters in the black fog, and it was this distance of ten meters that gave him a head start, and the others could only see a distance of one meter in the black fog, so they were doomed to death.

When they were still trembling in the black mist, they didn't know that ten meters away from them, there was already a pair of eyes firmly staring at them.

Sou......

In the distance, there was a sound of breaking the sky, but Feng Qingyang had already made a move, his speed was extremely fast, like a ghost, flashing in the black mist, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived behind the disciple of the unknown sect.

"Are you here to kill the wind?" he asked coldly, silently.

"Yes, I just don't know where he is now, and I can't contact my brother. The man replied reflexively, and as soon as he finished speaking, his body shook, and he stiffened his neck and turned his head.

When he saw that the person who was asking the question was clear, the three corpses jumped straight, his brain was red, and he stammered: "You...... How do you know...... You ......"

Before you finished speaking, his body burst open, but Feng Qingyang had already punched his body, and now, these ordinary disciples in the early stage of foundation building were like foam in his eyes.

One punch will be shattered, without the slightest power of resistance, even if it resists, it is in vain, you must know that the wind at this time is clear even in the late stage of foundation building, and even the peak dares to shout.

For this kind of monk, one punch can blow one up, watching the light of the evil Jiao Neidan in his hand flicker, and the wind is clear and his heart is ecstatic, so that as long as he absorbs enough essence and blood, there will definitely be a sign of recovery.

At this time, he was thinking about how many people had entered the black mist, except for the Linglong Cave Heaven and the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, dozens of other sects had come, and many even reached a hundred.

"In this way, there are five hundred people, if you kill them all and refine their essence blood and essence, then a breakthrough is inevitable!"

His eyes flashed with a cold light, but he didn't feel the slightest hesitation to kill such people, not to mention that they had come to kill Qingyang?

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, blood will be spattered in five steps! I'd rather bear the people of the world than the people of the world should bear me! This is the principle of a clear wind.

In the black mist, many disciples died in the hands of Feng Qingyang, however, many more died in the hands of the black fog monster.

They are like fish in water in the black fog, but the wind is clear and they have to be found one by one, so the efficiency must be much worse.

When he killed one person again, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the light in them was gone, and the consumption of opening the Heavenly Eye for a long time was a lot for him.

As soon as the eye of the sky closed, its gaze could only see clearly what was one meter in radius, and the rest were in the hazy black mist.

"In this way, there is no way, this black fog is now spreading a little, and there is no recovery potential, and the people in it do not know where they have been dispersed by the black fog. ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly fell into a dilemma, if the speed was slow, I was afraid that everyone inside would be killed by the strange hands hidden in the black mist.

If this is the case, he will not be able to obtain enough essence blood and essence qi, and in this way, he will not be able to activate the Evil Jiao Neidan, and then he will not be able to refine the 'Righteous Arm'!

"No, we must not fall short!" he gritted his teeth, and the fire on his body rose into the sky, and suddenly, the black mist around him quickly dispersed in all directions.

His body flashed, and he rushed into the air with a brush, but in an instant, he rushed out of the range shrouded in black mist, he didn't look around, his anger sank into the dantian, and he had enough strength to roar at the void.

"The disciples are here quickly, and the Red Devil has been seriously injured!"

This voice, but it imitates the tone of the king, its voice is vivid, if it is not for the people who have a heart, they will never be able to distinguish, not to mention that they are all in chaos at this time, then no one can have the heart to analyze.

This sound, full of energy, instantly spread all the black mist in the radius, and it was even more lingering, echoing endlessly, and sure enough, after his roar, in the void, countless rays of essence light followed the sound to this concentration.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's heart was ecstatic, and his heart was finally able to wipe them out, and tonight's valley outbreak was not trivial, if he killed them all, no one would have thought that it would be him.

"Hmph, come on, let's all send them to death!"

When he came back to his senses, his eyes looked around, and his pupils suddenly shrank, but before he could be surprised, he was covered by a thick black fog again.

"Broken Dragon Terrace...... Really...... There is still half an hour to pass in three quarters, and after half an hour, there will inevitably be a great creation, a great transformation for me!"

Thinking of this, his whole body was even more shocked, his body suddenly disappeared into black mist, and the mana ran all over his body, and he could vaguely feel that someone was approaching him quickly.

"Are you coming?"