As if he saw the truth, or an illusion in the truth, he seemed to have lost his soul, and slowly walked towards the center of the point of light, until he came to the end, the night was no longer pervasive, and the small point of light finally turned into a dazzling sun.

There, it is clearly the place of sacrifice of the Zhan Tai family, although Feng Qingyang has not been there, but he is very clear about the clothes of the Zhan Tai family, and a blood-red rolling cloud is printed on the side of the pitch-black field.

In the place of worship, there was a three-zhang high altar, and on the altar stood a man with a mask, and this man, almost indistinguishable from the human-shaped mountain he saw, was simply carved out of a mold.

Below the masked man, there are two clansmen of the Zhan Tai family, one is the Nine Shadow Star Zhan Tai clan, and the other is the extreme west holy city of the demon clan region, although the two belong to different factions, they both respect one person very much, and this person is the masked man standing high on the altar.

Almost at the moment when he walked past, those Zhantai clansmen who had been looking at the masked man turned their heads one after another, looking at the approaching Feng Qingyang, and there was a hint of ruthlessness and anger in their eyes.

The dazzling killing intent stirred up the wind and clouds in mid-air, almost freezing the heaven and earth, and the originally bright sky began to become dim, and the wind and clouds surged, and it was about to explode.

"Is it possible to leave this incomparably hard Xuanluo Phantom Array alone as long as you walk up to this altar?" Feng Qingyang muttered softly, directly with the gazes of countless squares that could almost kill him in an instant.

Step by step, because he knew that these were dead people, and the real ones had long since fallen in the endless years, and the Zhan Tai clan of the Nine Shadow Stars was clearly uprooted by him, cut the grass and eradicated the roots, and left no piece of armor, but now they actually appeared here, obviously the last remnants of their fall gathered here.

And the masked man in the middle is supposed to be the ultimate leader of the Xuanluo Phantom Array, and he can be called the ancestor of the Zhan Tai clan, or he can be called the Venerable Xuanluo.

Long ago when he entered the big array, Feng Qingyang knew Xuanluo's name, not that he could hide it, but he had never affirmed the conjecture in his heart.

Who is Xuanluo? Xuanluo is the super array power of the Middle Ages, although he does not have the skill of the formation path as his inheritance, but the other party relies on his strong cultivation and extremely intelligent mind.

From the words of the formation path that has passed in the years, he has deduced countless array techniques that have disappeared and are still there, he has no background, but what he has comprehended is already able to compete with the formation inheritance of the wind and the wind.

Although both of them are masters of the formation technique, Feng Qingyang is at most a rising star, and for such an existence that is proficient in the formation technique, even Feng Qingyang, who has the inheritance of the formation technique, is beyond his reach.

"Should I call you Xuanluo senior, or should I call you the top power of the Demon Dao?" Feng Qingyang smiled strangely, and the smile on his face gradually spread from his lips to his entire cheeks, looking a little weird.

He spoke to the masked man on the altar, as if he had never seen the countless clansmen of the Zhan Tai clan who had surrounded him, if his eyes could kill, I am afraid that Feng Qingyang would have died thousands of reincarnations.

"Ancestor, if you kill him, he will destroy the branch of my Nine Shadow Stars and kill us to the ground!" Except for the Zhan Tai clan in the Demon Clan region, the branches of the Nine Shadow Stars have all set off a storm.

"He killed my Heavenly Pride of the Nine Shadow Stars, and destroyed the luck of my Zhan Tai clan's inheritance across the ages, Ancestor, please call the shots for the Zhan Tai clan!" The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, and they all looked at Feng Qingyang with great anger.

However, the strange thing is that none of them have made a move, and even the direction of their feet has not changed in the slightest, as if an invisible force has imprisoned them in place, so that they want to kill Feng Qingyang, but they can only watch and not really move.

One step, two steps, three steps, until he reached the edge of the altar, and when the distance was drawn, the wind cleared and saw their changes clearly.

The reason why they can't move is indeed because of the reason for imprisonment, in the final analysis, all this is the work of Xuanluo Ancestor on the altar. He is proficient in the magic power of the trick array and the left path of the side door, and he can always play a role that everyone can't imagine, just like the current big array, although Feng Qingyang doesn't know why they are fixed in place, but in the end he is the way.

Perhaps, the reason why the Xuanluo Phantom Array cast by the Xuanluo Ancestor has existed for so long, and no one can truly glimpse the ultimate purpose, the final result is actually for resurrection.

Countless people of the Zhan Tai clan stood in a chaotic position, although it seemed chaotic, but in fact it was orderly in the chaos, and every person of the Zhan Tai clan who existed, although it was only the last trace of the remnant soul, but in this wisp of remnant soul, there was actually a living existence.

This vitality is extremely weak, almost so weak that it cannot be seen, if it were not for the clear wind and the eyes of the sky, otherwise it would not have known.

The vitality of countless Zhantai clan people was connected in the void, like a large net intertwined, and the source was finally poured into the masked man on the central altar.

The masked man, on the other hand, was holding the void with both hands, and there was a huge spiral pit above his head, and within the masked nest, there were bursts of curses and terrible screams almost incessantly all the time.

Shout!

From time to time, a divine spirit suddenly fell from the spiral nest in the void, and the direction of the fall was exactly the edge of the masked man's lips, and it was swallowed by it almost a moment after it fell.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes shrank, and the speculation in his heart became more and more certain, thinking about it, this Xuanluo Ancestor laid down the Xuanluo Phantom Array, which was hidden from the sky and the sea, and was famous in all directions, had only one purpose - that was resurrection!

With the power of the bloodline of the Zhan Tai clan, he locked his soul that was about to dissipate in the phantom array, and even used the powerful array technique to turn the body of the deity that had entered the five decays of heaven and man into a stone statue.

Every time he absorbed a demon spirit, the masked man on the altar would tremble slightly, and at the same time, the humanoid statue from the outside world would also flash with a vague aura.

This light spreads, and finally achieves countless worlds, these worlds are all the small worlds that the Xuanluo deity layer has walked through in the Middle Ages, and it is precisely because of this that countless monks in this era will be addicted and crazy to enter, because only their ignorance can create the resurrection of Xuanluo!

Only by constantly devouring the soul can the originally weakened body gradually regain its vitality, all of this is so simple, as long as you use a little brain, you can think of it.

But in fact, for tens of thousands of years, no one has ever been able to think like this, what is the reason for the existence of this array, is it really just to screen the guests of the Zhan Tai family?