The old man was angry, but he stopped talking, and every time he got angry, he suffered even more, so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"I didn't see it, I didn't see anything......"

He muttered to himself, pressing the pain in his heart to the bottom of his heart, as if what had happened before was no longer important, what mattered was that he was able to get out of the secret room alive.

Feng Qingyang saw that the spirit was swallowed by the flick, and thought to himself that maybe this thing might help it grow, and with their relationship, it would definitely be a big help for him at that time.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became vigilant again, but he clearly remembered that there were two statues here, one for long-range attack and one for close combat, and he only defeated one of them.

And the statue of the distant attack is his real opponent, and while thinking about it, there was a burst of ghostly laughter in his ears, and Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, and he held the flung in his arms, and at the same time looked around with the help of the brilliance it emitted.

After a great battle, the hall was now completely devastated and lost its previous brilliance, but it was located in a mysterious sealed place, so it was not much damaged.

Feng Qingyang looked ahead, his eyes were like electricity, directly in the direction of the small door before, looking for sound, the statue that was good at magic was indeed located here, but at this time he had begun to change.

If the previous statue was a little rigid, then at this time he was completely spiritual, but his body was still a spirit stone.

But after seeing the body of the big sword statue before, Feng Qingyang can be regarded as understanding that this spirit stone is just a temporary residence for the spirit in it, so there must be a spirit in this body.

Thinking of the word spirit, Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he looked at the flick in his arms, and saw that it was quietly closed, thinking that it had begun to digest the power of the spirit.

Turning his head to look around, he saw that there was no safe place around, so he waved his big hand and put it into the beast circle, as long as it was safely put in order, he could concentrate on the enemy.

When the last rays of light disappeared, the hall suddenly fell into darkness again, and in the dimness, there were starlight, but not brilliant starlight, but a pair of lethal eyes.

Feng Qingyang stood quietly in place, and there was a round magic weapon flying on his body, and between the rotations, the Dao Dao light curtain hung down, enveloping Feng Qingyang tightly.

"Moon Essence Wheel, now let you taste the taste of spirit. ”

Feng Qingyang had an evil smile on his mouth, he had the most magic weapons, and his favorite was the Moon Death Bow that was still cultivated in the dantian, but this bow was now in a deep sleep period, if it revived and woke up, it would definitely be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom in one fell swoop and become his natal magic weapon.

And now, the only thing he can get his hands on is the Moon Spirit Wheel and the Judge Pen, but the latter is extremely powerful, and the power of the backlash is extremely strict, although he is confident that he will destroy the floating dust statue in one fell swoop, but the consequence is to drain his own mana.

This place is strange and abnormal, and he can't replenish mana, if he is consumed and empty, I'm afraid it won't be so good, and now that he is in the sealed land, he is struggling, so he should be more cautious.

Come to think of it, only the Moon Spirit Wheel can handle it!

"Junior, do you know who I am?"

In the dimly lit hall, a muffled voice suddenly sounded, and there was no need to guess that it must be the floating dust statue.

Feng Qingyang smacked his lips, and secretly said Who are you, what do you have to do with me? So he said, "It doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that I know that you have what I need?"

"Oh, what?" said in a deep voice, as if interested, and he asked quietly.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, your accomplices have been killed by me, don't you know? "The wind is clear and no longer beating around the bush, the two are destined to have a big fight, so why bother grinding?

Sure enough, when the floating dust statue heard this, the dim hall suddenly erupted with an unparalleled killing force and coercion. It seems that the sky is pressed down.

"What an arrogant boy, I see that you are in good health, if you borrow your body to be reborn, it will be a pleasure to think about it, and it will not be in vain that my pants have been sleeping for countless years!"

The sound stopped abruptly, and suddenly, the coercive power in the air became more severe, and suddenly, a bright light appeared, and the wind was clear and looked at it, only to see that the bronze ancient coffin that was originally located in the void had been mostly exposed.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang hurriedly closed the eye of the sky, just before, when he looked straight at it, he felt that countless small swords flew in, piercing his eyes.

"Hmph, how can I let you watch it like this?"

The floating dust statue shouted angrily, and then pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the bronze ancient coffin burst out with even stronger coercion, and wisps of Xuanhuang Qi appeared.

Feng Qingyang's legs went limp, and he fell directly into the quagmire, and the pressure on his body became heavier and heavier, and if he looked at it with both eyes, he would be attacked twice.

One against the body, the other against the soul!

It would be good if Feng Qingyang didn't have a soul, but now, he has a zombie body and a human soul, and the Zhenshi Bronze Coffin can be said to have doubled his restraint.

If it were an ordinary monk here, maybe it would be better, but the zombie body belongs to the evil thing, and it is completely restrained at this time.

It's like a mouse seeing a cat, and the so-called encounter with heaven and earth is like this.

"Hmph, what's the big deal about the Zhenshi Bronze Coffin? No matter how powerful you are, you're just a wisp of revenant, and the so-called Zhenshi Bronze Coffin is just a phantom. ”

Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, stubborn in his mouth, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, this Zhenshi Bronze Coffin was just a phantom and was so powerful, if the main body came here, he would not have been suppressed into ashes long ago.

The mana is running, the 'copper skin and iron bones' are running all over the body, and the wind is clear and looking ahead, his eyes are blazing. For the power of the Zhenshi Bronze Coffin, he has a fear from the soul, and his bloodline is a little sluggish at this moment, as if he doesn't want to see that thing.

However, how can he be an ordinary person? When he is strong, he is strong, and when he is weak, he will blow him up with one punch!

His body flashed, and he used all his strength to get out of the Weiya of the Zhenshi Bronze Coffin, and when he turned around, he pressed hard against the void between his hands, and at that moment, the huge power exploded, even no less than the power of his previous fist technique.

"Blood Demon Mudra!"

The wind cleared and roared, at this moment, the space seemed to be distorted, the hall roared and shook, as if it would collapse at any time, and in the void, a huge palm quickly condensed, and slapped towards the floating dust statue.

"Bloodseeker?"

Seeing this handprint, the floating dust statue was obviously a little surprised, obviously not expecting Feng Qingyang to burst out with such a powerful power after experiencing the previous battle.

"It's not good, this seal has a weakening effect on me!"

Suddenly, he roared angrily, manipulated the Zhenshi bronze coffin with one hand, and slashed forward, only to hear a bang, and most of the Zhenshi bronze coffin, which was originally only one section outside, suddenly appeared, and there was a copper coffin phantom on it, violently mounted on the blood demon handprint!

"Moon Spirit Wheel, it's your turn!