With Lord Lingxue's question, Feng Qingyang suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at Lord Lingxue and Jun Wei, a pair of eyes were cold and ruthless, and the five hundred black armor troops behind him were also looking at everyone with murderous intent, as long as they gave an order, they would cross the border like locusts and crush away.

"The person who killed my Xiaoyaomen wants to leave like this?" said Jun Wei stepped forward and said fearlessly. Moreover, as he spoke, all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Gate behind him also stepped forward one after another, looking at the wind Qingyang unkindly.

"Don't make trouble!" At this time, the Lingxue Lord who was in the middle of the two of them shouted again, and at the same time, with a wave of the ribbon in his hand, a pink aura waved out, with her as the center, the aura expanded, and actually bounced away Feng Qingyang and Junwei at the same time.

"What are you arguing about? Isn't it just the death of a noisy disciple?" Lord Lingxue scolded and scolded, this situation was simply eye-catching.

Her appearance is really red-faced, but her mouth is extremely irritable, which is inversely proportional to her appearance.

The wind was clear and silent, turned around to greet everyone, and continued to fly forward, but at this moment, Junwei stepped forward again, wanting to block it.

"Looking for ...... Death"

Feng Qingyang's heart was furious, his momentum changed, and he raised his hand to punch, although this punch did not use mana, but the surging power of his body still brought a burst of explosion.

Jun Wei's pupils shrank, and he secretly said that it was not good, and the feather fan in his hand flashed, and suddenly appeared in his face, and then, the fist had already arrived in a hurry.

Click!

Everyone only heard a crisp breaking sound, and the folding fan in Junwei's hand had already shattered, turning into pieces of feathers and falling into the sky.

"Beyond ...... Measure"

Feng Qingyang let out a low roar and passed by him, and at the same time, Tong Hai and the five hundred black armor soldiers also flew past him, like a black cloud, more like a locust, the black pressure ran over the sky, and disappeared suddenly.

"Super handsome!"

The Lingxue Lord on the side had a in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the strange brilliance in it, turned his head to look at the gloomy monarch in mid-air, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he led the disciples of Linglong Cave Heaven to follow the wind Qingyang.

After a long time, Jun Wei's gloomy gaze finally returned to Qingming, he did not speak in the sky, but everyone could deeply understand the gloomy aura on him.

"Senior brother, that Red Devil dared Lu Xun to compete, and he came here, I'm afraid it's also for the Yin Spirit Spring!"

At this time, at the back of the crowd, a disciple walked out, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he seemed to be a weak scholar, but in fact, he was extremely cunning in his eyes, and he definitely ate people and did not spit out bones.

"The coming day will be long......," he replied without looking back, and then turned into a rainbow of light and pierced the sky.

"Don't let them take the lead, this time we came on the orders of the master......"

Hearing this, this group of disciples also rose up in the sky one after another, turning into streamers and disappearing into the sky!

And at the forefront, Feng Qingyang was still silent, thinking about the two forces he had encountered before, he knew that this matter must not be good, but I was afraid that this time the people of Maoshan would also come.

It's just that he doesn't know which person will lead the team, and in his impression, Maoshan seems to have never announced the Tianjiao disciples in their sect.

"If you come, you will be buried here without returning!"

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, this time he was bound to win the Yin Spirit Spring, and it was no wonder that his confidence was inflated, and there was also this big killer in his dantian - the Moon Spirit Wheel!

"If you reach the middle stage of the realm again, you can't use the power of the Yin Spirit Spring to advance to the late stage of the corpse in one fell swoop!"

His mind turned, and he was in the air, and in a short time, he had already reached the range covered by the Yin Spirit Spring.

At this moment, a group of them stood quietly in the air.

The forehead is clear but has quietly opened the eyes of the sky, his eyes are like fiery eyes, people dare not look directly, his glowing eyes carefully look at the environment of the four directions, and can't help but be surprised.

"The Land of Extreme Yin!"

"I didn't expect it to be the Extreme Yin Land, no wonder such a huge Yin Spirit Spring would be born!" he muttered, but his heart quickly crossed one thought after another.

The land of extreme yin is like the blessed land of the heavens and the earth, where the essence of heaven and earth is sourced, and there are dragon veins flowing through the great geography below, so it can continuously produce aura or yin qi.

And this place of extreme yin has another name - the land of extreme evil!

If you enter the extreme yin, you will die inside if you are not careful, but no one can explain what will happen inside.

Some people say that it is the Yin soldiers who borrow the way, and some people say that the door of the underworld is wide open, which causes the release of Yin Qi in it...... In short, there are different opinions, and no one can make it clear in time.

But they all have one thing in common, that is the land of extreme yin, which is a strange place that is famous in history.

"It's not natural, it's man-made!"

Feng Qingyang used to be an archaeologist, and archaeology is not much different from tomb robbing, and he has a lot of experience in watching feng shui and the trend of mountains and rivers.

His eyes opened, and he looked at the mountains in front of him that were shrouded in black mist.

Immediately I noticed that there was something unusual.

Three mountains simultaneously guarded a valley in the middle, and the black mist was constantly spewing out of the valley.

Suddenly, Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, a glint flashed in his eyes, and his face changed rapidly.

"Broken Dragon Terrace!"

He let out a loud shout, and his hairs suddenly stood upside down, the original Extreme Yin Land could be described as a real blessed land for him, and cultivating in this place could get twice the result with half the effort, or even half a hundred times the result!

But at this time, he suddenly couldn't give birth to a little bit of cultivation, and at this time he had already reached the periphery of the Yin Spirit Spring, and he could feel an extremely pure and huge Yin Qi than Ah.

The 'Taiyin True Sutra' was running even faster, and the dantian qi sea was also rapidly rotating and expanding, and it seemed that it was about to be unable to suppress it.

As far as he could see, the three mountains were in a three-talent array, and the dragon's head pointed directly at the Sanzhong Basin, which should have been a rare and extremely rare blessed land.

Because the three dragon veins converge together to defend the basin of the center, and the valley in it also spits out the qi of extreme yin all the time, which is the trend of the famous three dragons in feng shui.

However, the original land of great luck was cut off by an invisible blade, turning the land of great luck into a place of great evil.

I saw that the top of the three mountains seemed to have been cut by something, but the valley still spewed out this yin qi, so there is only one possibility, that yin qi is definitely a kind of resentment, a kind of resentment that cuts off the dragon veins!

"Is there any secret I don't know?" Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the people behind him, in front of him was the range of the Yin Spirit Spring, and that range was shrouded by an invisible enchantment.

"Let's find out the situation first, otherwise there will be damage to the rash intrusion. Then he turned and beckoned the people to come down to the ground and set up camp in place.

"Dutong, when are we going in?" At this time, Tong Hai stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"I have my own plans!"