Feng Qingyang was furious, he didn't want to think about it, his body shook, and the tail full of barbs and spikes swept fiercely on the body of the dust statue, and at that moment, he only heard a boom, and the surroundings suddenly trembled!

"Boy, hurry up and open the door, the two of them were originally to maintain the balance of the seal here, but now they have been defeated by you, and the seal here is about to collapse. ”

In the secret room, the old man was so anxious that he scratched his ears and burned his ears, his face was red, he originally thought that he would die in the hands of those two statues, but who knew that he was so powerful, and he killed one of them with his own strength.

Moreover, at this time, it is like destroying the withering and decaying, sweeping this dusty statue, you know, these two are famous overlords in ancient times, and now there is only a trace of residual thoughts, and they were beaten by a small zombie, which can be described as a tiger falling Pingyang being bullied by dogs!

Feng Qingyang couldn't hear the roar of the old man in the secret room, but he was not a fool, he naturally saw the changes in this hall, and he was slightly anxious in his heart, saying that if something happens late, things will change, let alone in this mysterious and unpredictable sealed place.

This place can be described as a realm within a realm, a secret realm within a secret realm, if something unexpected happens, I'm afraid he won't even have a place to cry.

Feng Qingyang pumped with all his strength, and the dusty statue let out a piercing scream, and he couldn't figure out why Feng Qingyang was not suppressed by the Zhenshi Bronze Coffin.

You know, even if he was at the beginning, just a slight glance, almost his soul collapsed, in the end, he underestimated Feng Qingyang and underestimated his corpse king bloodline.

This kind of unique bloodline gave Feng Qingyang a shortcut, a shortcut to the supreme, he only needed to cultivate well, and then cross the tribulation.

There will be no obstacles, such as a monk with poor qualifications, even if he uses mountains of spirit stones to let him cultivate, and his achievements are limited, that is, his own qualifications.

Feng Qingyang has the bloodline of the Corpse King, which allows him to have no restrictions and can climb wirelessly, as long as he can live, as long as he can successfully survive every catastrophe.

The bloodline of the Corpse King can not only improve his qualifications, but also make him unyielding, which is a kind of thinking that is ingrained in the bloodline, deep into the bone marrow, nothing can make him succumb, and nothing can suppress it!

And he has this precisely point, so every time he faces a strong man, he can be safe!

"If I don't want to die, who can take me?"

Feng Qingyang looked at the appearance of the dust statue, and immediately guessed his heart, at this time, the hall shook quickly and violently, and the void was annihilated little by little, as if it was going to disappear at any time.

Feng Qingyang was in a hurry again, and he didn't care so much, looking at the dusty statue hanging with an evil smile again, he surged with strength, his red hair flew, and the dark scale armor diffracted cold light under his red eyes.

"What are you laughing at? I want you to die!"

He clenched his claws into a fist, and his fist poked out, quickly turning into a fist the size of a millstone in the air, and smashed into the dust statue, and at this moment, he seemed to have given up resistance.

With just one punch, it was smashed by Feng Qingyang, leaving only a blue flame swaying in the dim hall, Feng Qingyang didn't think about it, and immediately put the flame into the storage ring.

Then his body flashed, and he came to the gate with a bang, raised his fist, and struck at the gate with all his might.

Boom!

It seemed that a thunderbolt sounded, the door shook twice, and suddenly there was a thunder rolling sound from inside, and the wind Qingyang's heart trembled, just hearing its sound almost made his soul collapse, so you can imagine how fierce the divine thunder is.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Why don't you go away and stay here to die?"

Suddenly, there was a faint piercing sound in his ears, and Feng Qingyang turned his head to look, only to see an old man who had reached the extreme of a wolf appeared in front of him.

Then his eyes suddenly dazzled, but it was the old man who grabbed his arm and flew quickly towards the outside of the hall, stunned, looked back, and suddenly gasped, only to see that from behind the gate, the endless void began to annihilate layer upon layer, and seemed to disappear into nothingness, that was a real disappearance, like a ruin!

Thundered......

There was a deafening sound of collapse behind him, the wind was clear and his back was cold, and the hairs stood up even more rarely, if it weren't for the wolf old man who pulled him out and flew out, I was afraid that he would have disappeared with the void in the hall.

Before he had time to catch his breath, the light flashed in front of him, and he actually returned to the outside of the mountain in an instant, that is, the place where he entered the sixth layer of the Shura battlefield at the beginning.

Beside him, he stood thinking that the old man was looking carefully, but this time he looked carefully, but he vaguely felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and then looked closely, and suddenly remembered.

This old man looks old, but there is a domineering and sharp look in his eyes, and from this point, he guessed the origin of this person.

"You...... Aren't you the man in the green robe?"

Feng Qingyang blurted out, with some surprise in his eyes, this person was still a young man before, how could he change when he saw the deity.

"Nonsense, isn't it the ancestor or who?"

The old man snorted angrily, and then drooped his head and said, "Look at what? If it weren't for you kid, you think I would age so quickly?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and secretly said What does it mean to be for me? Could it be that he has helped me in any way?

"Because of me, if it weren't for you, an old thing, to trick me into coming here, how could I be so wolf?" Feng Qingyang pouted, but he didn't believe the old man's words at all.

"If it weren't for me, you would have come out, if I hadn't been born and died for you, I'm afraid you'd still be there!"

Feng Qingyang said again, as if he knew that this old man had no killing intent towards him, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he could take advantage of something.

Sure enough, when he heard Feng Qingyang's words, the old man laughed, but he laughed angrily: "Because of you, if I hadn't given the judge a pen and a sword pill, do you think you would be able to cut through the cyan halo beyond this mountain?" and be able to contain the statue holding the big sword?"

"Kenmaru?"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly he seemed to have obtained a mysterious broken sword, but now it was stored in the storage ring.

"Are you talking about it?"

Feng Qingyang raised his hand, the ring on his hand flashed, and suddenly a broken sword flew out, but what made Feng Qingyang depressed was that as soon as the broken sword appeared, it immediately flew to the side of the wolf bèi old man, and even rubbed it affectionately.

For a moment, a touch of pride appeared on the old man's face, and then with a wave of his hand, he immediately put it away under the wind's clear eyes.

"How about it? I said what is mine and mine, if you don't believe me, take out your judge's pen and see if I can take it!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, he was not a fool, how could he give away the treasure in his hand. So he said: "Don't talk nonsense, that's what I got it, naturally it's mine, why did you tell me to break the seal and let you come out?"

"What?"

The old man was silent for a while, his face showed a touch of nostalgia, and he said with infinite emotion: "It's just to let you inherit our mantle!"