Thinking of this, the body that was originally galloping became even faster.

It almost turned into lightning, like a streamer, and it only took a few breaths to get infinitely close to the central Heavenly Illusion Divine Palace. The closer you get, the more you feel the unique sense of rules.

Ge's, when he landed on the ground, there was a sudden movement of the mountains, and the snow-white heaven and earth, which was originally reflected by the glacier, were eclipsed at this time.

The light faded, the eternal night fell, and when the wind cleared and triggered the rules of this place, the Heavenly Illusion Divine Palace slowly changed unconsciously, but this qiē was just unknown to him.

The wind was clear and slightly tired, and he walked slowly, originally using a very fast speed, just to confirm the thoughts in his heart, but now, when he was really about to face it, for some reason, he actually had a sense of homesickness.

And the void even let out a roar, a roar that I don't know how long it had been suppressed, spread all over the world, like the power of the heavens, instantly shaking the heart of the wind and the clear.

"This voice is unwilling!"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned, and his doubts were even stronger, but he also turned into a touch of enlightenment in an instant, since he was immersed in the scene, there was no way out, so he naturally had to quickly come forward to investigate.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, he came to the gate of the Heavenly Illusion Divine Palace, raised his right hand, felt the strong cold power, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately put his hand on it.

At that moment, there were countless broken pictures in his mind, and he wanted to reach out and grab it, but helplessly found that he seemed to be just a spectator, who could only watch but couldn't move.

After a long time, when he repented, he found that he had come to the palace, quaint, vicissitudes, desolate, and full of a long historical atmosphere.

In the center of the palace sits a huge bronze coffin, on which there is nothing left, no inscriptions for posterity to explain, and some are just blank.

Vaguely, Feng Qingyang seemed to see a vague shadow sitting in front of the coffin, one hand on the coffin lid, and in an instant, a strong sense of nostalgia came to his face.

And almost at the moment when his eyes were fixed on the coffin, the originally calm bronze ancient coffin suddenly trembled, and there was a strong vibration force from inside.

This voice, like a heartbeat, was full of rhythm, and the thumping figure made his blood soar, as if he was about to burst out.

"This coffin may be the ancient corpse I saw outside, and the person in the coffin is the Heavenly Illusion Saint!"

Zizi!

Two sharp chirps appeared, resounding throughout the Heavenly Illusion Divine Palace, and after the blessing of the Ice and Snow Hall of the Four Directions, they swirled and reverberated for a long time.

Like a prelude to a storm, something was brewing after the sound appeared, and as the sharp sound disappeared, the lid of the coffin, which had been tightly closed, began to move.

In an instant, a crack appeared, randomly, a breath of breath came out dumbly, the wind cleared his pupils and shrank, and when this breath appeared, he felt a kind of familiarity.

It seems that he has once again witnessed that supreme demeanor, in the cultivation realm's 'Son of Heaven No. 8' and Tiandu Peak, both of which have the word Tian.

The Tiandu Immortal held the fairy sword, and slashed the giant beast in the 'Son of Heaven No. 8' with one sword, as well as the invincible momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect on Tiandu Peak.

Just after the lid of the coffin was removed, the familiarity only became more obvious, but the more obvious it was, the more clear the look of the wind became, obviously, something had been confirmed.

"Is that really the case?"

Feng Qingyang's eyes did not blink, and he looked directly at the place where the coffin lid was removed, where there was a dazzling silver light, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to block his eyes.

Bump! Bump! Bump!

The sound of his heartbeat became more and more powerful, and this strong power suddenly triggered the qi and blood in Feng Qingyang's body, which exploded rapidly at a speed that he could not control, and suddenly gathered in the sky above the bronze ancient coffin.

The red blood qi instantly converged into a blood cloud, and in the blink of an eye, it slowly poured along the cracked land!

Airplanes!

Ge's, when the blood qi was completely injected, the coffin lid suddenly disappeared, and the moment it disappeared, an incomparable coercion spread the heavens and the earth.

The wind was clear and shivering, and that kind of coercion seemed to surpass the Holy Venerable, making him want to bow and worship, his legs trembled, and he almost knelt down.

But at the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly, standing up with a straight spine in the main hall, like a needle of the sea god, no matter the wind and rain, no matter the sky falls, I have my own arrogance, and I am not allowed to kneel down!

His face was hideous, and the coercion of this outbreak was like a big palm, slashing at his head, and he couldn't afford to resist at all, like duckweed in the sea, drifting with the tide, and would be annihilated at any time.

However, this coercion appeared and disappeared quickly, and after a brief cast, it suddenly contracted, and just after it disappeared, a hazy shadow suddenly appeared in the void.

This shadow is slender, just a glance is deeply imprinted in Feng Qingyang's heart, a peerless beauty, a peerless beauty, and I can't help but secretly say that it is so beautiful.

And just as the beautiful word was spoken, the hazy color disappeared, and a veiled woman appeared in the void, and when she appeared, there was a roar in Feng Qingyang's mind.

"It's her, why is it, Heavenly Illusion Saint Venerable, why is it revealing the breath of the Heavenly Capital Immortals!"

Feng Qingyang blurted out, his eyes were full of shock, scratching was that he was extremely smart, but now he still felt that his head couldn't turn around, and he couldn't even associate it.

And just when he was amazed, an ancient corpse appeared instantly, to be precise, this is not an ancient corpse, but a puppet, this puppet is peerless and lifelike.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't feel a little human breath on his body, he would have mistaken it for a golden long-distance run, and a five-clawed golden dragon was engraved on it.

The golden dragon soars through the clouds, but the strange thing is that there are no eyes, and the eyeballs are blank, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a chaos, and you don't dare to look at it for a long time, and after looking at it for a long time, your eyes will suddenly have a tingling feeling.

The woman was swaying, like light and shadow, Qingqing hugged the puppet man beside her, the love on her face was very strong, and her eyes were full of expression.

That kind of look made Feng Qingyang's heart tremble, he had this kind of look in his life, of course, it was not him, but from another person.

Back then, in the cultivation realm, a blur in the Huoyun Mountain Range made him know about the Nine Phoenix, and the lingering afterward, as well as the vibration of the soul, made him never forget.

He would never forget the look in his eyes and the words she had spoken when she disappeared.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's inner shock was even stronger, looking at the light and shadow of the sky and the puppet, his heart seemed to have an instant understanding.

I know why the Heavenly Illusion Saint Venerable cultivates the Heavenly Illusion Ruthless Dao, why it appears in the Mochizuki clan, and why there is this silver Heavenly Capital Order in his hand.