A ray of light suddenly bloomed in the pale face and empty eyes.
When Feng Qingyang saw this scene, he immediately took a breath of cold air. When he was about to ask Gai Jiuyou to leave quickly, he saw that the ghost soldier had actually left the team.
Standing in the same place, facing Feng Qingyang, his face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, actually moved. At that moment, the light in his empty eyes became deeper.
He moved his feet and immediately urged the warhorse under him to rush towards Feng Qingyang with a clatter. The sound of horse hooves echoed in the empty ancient city, and seemed particularly distant.
"Daoyou, is this guy dead or alive?"
Suddenly, Gai Jiuyou's trembling voice came to his ears. Feng Qingyang was startled and both of them broke out in cold sweats. It was not that they were still afraid, but this weird thing looked very captivating.
He was dressed in bronze armor, and from the person himself to the warhorse he rode, his entire body exuded a sense of death and antiquity.
If it weren't for the gleam in his eyes, Feng Qingyang would have almost thought that he was a figurine that had escaped from the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Mausoleum.
"Are you... a human or a ghost?"
After saying this, the two of them laughed at themselves. How could it be possible that the people who could exist till now in the Qingqiu ancient cemetery spanned two eras
For a long time, the scene remained silent. The ghost soldier just stood there, not saying a word or making any further moves. Although his eyeballs did not move, they were still sparkling.
"What the hell, I want to see what this is!"
Gai Jiuyou couldn't stand this kind of oppressive atmosphere and became furious. His anger immediately dispersed the fear in his heart. He took a step forward, broke free from Feng Qingyang's obstruction, and with a wave of his hand, the majestic star power suddenly gushed out like a tide.
Jiuyou Star was transformed from the original body of the ancient powerful Zhu Jiuyin, and it controls the power of the sun and the moon. It is the darling of heaven and earth, born by the will of heaven.
But Gai Jiuyou was seen holding a star in his left hand and the moon in his right hand. The two kinds of starlight complemented each other. In just a short breath, he released a huge pressure, causing Feng Qingyang on the side to shrink his neck.
He secretly thought that the person who could inherit the fortune of Jiuyou Star was indeed no ordinary person. As the saying goes, there is no bad son in the family of a general. To be able to have such a resounding name, he must be the most powerful genius in Jiuyou Star in countless years.
His clothes were whiter than snow, his long hair was fluttering, and two rays of starlight were like cutting machines, which were injected into the body of the ghost soldier with a swish sound. But the strange thing was that such powerful magic power did not even make the ghost soldier frown.
It was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples, not even a trace of a wave. Gai Jiuyou was confused, but even more angry.
For countless years, he had been surrounded by stars, how could he be so ugly? And in front of Feng Qingyang, it felt like eating a fly.
Just when he was about to use his magical powers, the ghost soldier suddenly moved. The warhorse under him roared and raised its leg to rush towards Gai Jiuyou.
Boom!
As he ran, a strong yin energy was stirred up. The yin energy was so strong and pure that it made Feng Qingyang take a deep breath.
Suddenly, the void cracked and a dazzling cold light flashed. Feng Qingyang quickly raised his hand to cover it, but at this moment the bronze warhorse kicked Gai Jiuyou. At the same time, the two of them entered the crack one after another.
After a long time, when he felt the breath beside him disappear, Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, but saw that Gai Jiuyou beside him had disappeared. The moment he looked up, he saw the crack closing, and the ghost soldier smiled at Feng Qingyang.
Weird, scary, yet with a hint of desolation.
“Where did they go!”
Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, enduring the shock in his heart. He wanted to say something, but his throat felt dry, as if something was blocking it. He wanted to make a sound, but couldn't.
Standing there, thinking, the originally still ancient city suddenly shook, as if thousands of troops were galloping past, that momentum was like a wave, spreading out wave after wave.
Even though I haven't seen anything now, I can still feel the unstoppable momentum.
He quickly retreated to the eaves of a nearby house, feeling the vibrations all around him. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. After waiting for a long time, nothing appeared.
Finally, he couldn't stand the loneliness anymore, so he flashed out, pressed his big hand in the air, judged the direction, and immediately flew towards it.
It is best not to stay in this strange place for too long, so as to avoid any trouble. And considering Feng Qingyang's cautious style, he is certainly not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death.
After a simple thought, he made a decision. Since he was here, he must know the cause and effect and how to obtain the fortune of Qingqiu. Now he controls the Feng Shui of the Ghost King Sect. If he adds the fortune of the Qingqiu Ancient Tombs and the entire Shang Dynasty into himself, he will definitely be more powerful.
In the spiritual world, powerful strength is the capital to dominate the world. Only with great strength can one come and go freely, and no one dares to say anything.
Feng Qingyang was flying forward while thinking about trivial matters in his heart. After entering the spiritual world, he was confusedly involved in a dispute. Especially after he devoured the zombie from the ancient ruins, he became more confused.
Although he knew a little, he discovered that after pushing open a door, there were countless doors ahead, waiting for him to open one by one. However, the prerequisite for starting the fight was to find clues.
And the clue is in the Qingqiu ancient cemetery. As the dojo of the four ancient gods, the hidden secrets in it are definitely not as simple as the ruins of the Shang Dynasty.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Feng Qingyang, who was running fast on the street, seemed to hit something. With a loud noise, he flew backwards. The sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth was like a big bell.
He stood up, rubbed his nose, and looked forward, only to be horrified to find that he had now arrived at the edge of a square, and this square was actually covered by a layer of barrier.
In the barrier, there stands a thick copper pillar. Below the pillar is a huge pool. In the pool, countless giant snakes are moving around, spitting out their tongues from time to time.
The fishy smell that hit Feng Qingyang in the face made him feel cold all over.
On the copper pillar, there was a man tied up. This man was none other than Gai Jiuyou who had disappeared when the arrow turned around. He was covered in blood, and his clothes had countless tears.
This crack looked as if it had suffered some physical pain before, but this was not the point. The point was that under the bronze pillar, there stood an army, and this army was none other than the group of ghost soldiers from before.
"Paolao, this is Paolao, the famous place of punishment in Da Shang. How can Gai Jiuyou be above Paolao!"
Feng Qingyang was confused. The previous collision sound had obviously alarmed the army inside. At this moment, they all turned around and looked at him, including Gai Jiuyou on the bronze pillar!