Behind him, there were countless streamers, and this streamer was not a monk, but a broken void after the compass was moved!

Wearing a mask, the compass under him revealed a strong and suppressive aura, which seemed to be far beyond his cultivation, and even wherever he passed, the endless void clouds would descend in an instant, as if he could not withstand his existence.

Not only that, but above the compass, his deity exudes a more powerful power of rules, although he doesn't know what avenue he controls.

But just by breathing, you can feel a sense of supreme ruin, as if he only needs to be alone to guard this wasteland exile that has existed for tens of thousands of years.

The identity of the true spirit, the strong cultivation, and the terrifying release together form such an invincible person under the Holy Venerable, whose existence can make the demon clan peaceful, but make the wasteland of exile tremble.

The compass flickered away, leaving behind a series of streamers, and then disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving only countless faces with different expressions.

"Dutong, that's the true spirit!" Above the thirty-sixth cave, a young monk stood up, looking at the streamer that had not dispersed for a long time, his expression was excited, as if he had seen the great sage among the demon clan.

"With the help of the True Spirit, we can sit back and relax!"

"Yes, if it weren't for their survival, our four great cities don't know how many years they would be able to hold out, although they rarely make a move, but they have shocked those super powerhouses hidden in the shadows in the wasteland exiles. ”

Everyone was gossiping, and between the conversations, a ray of relief appeared, as if what happened next seemed irrelevant, because with the action of the true spirit, their existence would have no practical meaning.

Although they were relaxed, Du Tong, who had never spoken, frowned deeply, and as the existence of Du Tong, he knew more things than ordinary people.

In his memory of becoming a commander, he had seen two true spirit accidents from the beginning to the present, but each accident was not as simple as suppression.

Instead, it is bloody and cruel, representing the fall of countless living beings, and the appearance of true spirits shows that a shocking conspiracy is brewing in the entire wasteland of exile.

And once this conspiracy breaks out, it will bring a unimaginable disaster to the four sides to guard the city, although they have a large array to guard, although they have resources, but this group of ruthless people, the exiles who survived the perennial fighting, its dangerous journey, who knows?

"Don't be too careless. As he spoke, he looked at the hundred or so people beside him, and sighed in his heart, not knowing how many of them would be left after this crisis.

Even he couldn't confidently think that he could stock up in this disaster, after all, once a big war broke out, the implications would be unimaginable.

If the crockpot is ignored, the general will inevitably die in front of the battle, and he, as the commander, will naturally bear the brunt of the rush to the front after the war.

At that time, it was not only a kind of glory, but also the struggle of life, shaking his head, forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he who had come to investigate this place was instantly preoccupied, without the fierce experience before, on the contrary, there was a lingering melancholy and melancholy.

"No matter what, we're going to live. Suddenly, he spoke to the people in front of him, but when he saw their inexplicable gaze, he kept silent, after all, there were not many people who could understand the cruel consequences of the appearance of the true spirit.

And if you know all of them, you are afraid that it will cause a certain amount of wear and tear on your morale, and then everyone will naturally panic, and once this panic appears, it will inevitably be suppressed and beaten by this group of crazy banishes.

Feng Qingyang's whole body was soaked in the lava of the second prison, and the previous fleeting coercion was not ignored by her, but remembered it deeply.

Although he didn't know what kind of existence it was, how could he be an ordinary person who could cause his soul to throb? Although he didn't know that the other party was a true spirit, he could also guess the other party's strength and status.

And the appearance of this aura did not bring him the slightest joy, on the contrary, it was only a kind of coldness, although he did not know what would happen here.

But he keenly found that there seemed to be a connection with him, and there was only one person who could be implicated with him in the demon clan, and that was the Holy Emperor who went to the center of the demon clan alone.

After a long time, Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, not thinking about the disappearing breath, but once again shifting his attention to his body.

The most important thing at the moment is not anything else, but how he can get out of here, obviously holding the fifth cave master's edict, and he is still here on order, he can't figure out why he was detained here.

wants to rely on the power of the strong to get out, but if you rely on it like that, your hidden identity will be exposed, and you will lose your original intention of sneaking in to save people.

There is another possibility if you want to go out, there is a breakthrough on the spot, of course, this is just an illusion, the illusion that the Flying Eagle Envoy has broken through the Demon King.

In that way, whether it is the fifth cave master or the thirty-sixth cave master, they will be forced to do something under pressure, otherwise, Feng Qingyang will be exposed, and they will also fall into public opinion, and if they don't get it right, they will be attacked by a group.

"If you want to play yin with me, it depends on whether you are qualified or not. Feng Qingyang smiled compassionately, sat down cross-legged, and gathered strength again to begin to bombard more and more pale green aura in his body.

In silence, the power of the bloodline was mobilized and began his first plan, a plan to forge a breakthrough, which could not be too sudden, but should appear natural.

Although he didn't know what the pale green aura in the lava was, the guards who wanted to come above must know it, and if he devoured it himself, pretending to open the bottleneck because of this breath, he might have the greatest sense of trust.

In this way, they will not be suspicious, but will be forced to release themselves under pressure from the fifth cave master and the thirty-sixth hole.

Although there is not much pale green aura, it is tenacious, almost unintentional with cockroaches, even his strong devouring power cannot quickly wear it out, and then can only advance little by little.

In the process of advancing, he was surprised to find that perhaps it was because of his pressure that he caused the change in the pale green aura, which was originally only the size of a mung bean.

But after compression, there was a tendency to turn from virtual to substantial, so Feng Qingyang suddenly didn't dare to continue to exert pressure, otherwise he would suffer a backlash that he couldn't imagine.

With a sigh, he woke up from his meditative state, opened his eyes, and suddenly looked at the place where the snake girl was in front of him, and at this glance, his eyes suddenly contracted.